This is my first fan fic. So please be kind. This idea has been spinning around in my head for a while.
I don't own the Mighty Ducks.....Disney does.
Please read and review. I promise I will update. I know where I want to go with this.
Chapter One: Pictures
I can't tell if today is the happiest or saddest day of my life. I know I should be elated. I graduated college today! But sitting here in my dorm room, packing up the mementos of my youth, I can't help but be sad. To say the last 8 years have been the best times of my life, is a severe understatement. There are truly no words to describe what it has all meant to me. But it's all over now. All I have left are the trophies and the pictures. God I have so many pictures. I don't care, each one tells a story. Each one holds a special place in my heart.
I take one down from off the wall and I can't help but laugh. We all look so young. It was taken the day we met. It's safe to say we really didn't get along. But our coach, the Minnesota Miracle Man, would have none of that, so he tied us together....on the ice. He said we had to skate as one or we would fall. And let me tell you I had the bruises to prove it, but we did finally get it.
That leads me to the next picture. We are all smiles now. Well why wouldn't we be? We had just won the Junior Goodwill Games! What a feeling. Even at our age we felt the pride in representing our country. But it was more than that. We were proud of each other....the USA Ducks. We had come from all over the United States but we left as one team.
We went camping after the games, for what we thought would be our last time together. Somewhere I have a picture of that too. I choose to never display it. I was embarrassed by it. It was the first tangible evidence that I had feelings for another duck. Urgh....the look on my face when I felt his arm on my shoulder, I looked like a love struck puppy. And, of course, it was at that exact moment that Ms. McKay decided to take the picture.
As it turned out that was not our last time together. Shortly after we returned to our homes we were informed that Eden Hall, one of the most well respected prep schools in the country, was offering all of us hockey scholarships. Most of us accepted them and so our Duck careers continued. It was an amazing 4 years. My freshman year we, the JV team, beat the Varsity for the first time in school history. That was followed by 3 consecutive state championships.
So there we were again, thinking our duck days were over. Another last team picture around a camp fire, and then as if on cue another scholarship offer. This time Boston University was offering all of us hockey scholarships. Once again most of us accepted them, even some of the ducks who hadn't gone to Eden Hall ended up at BU with us. Another amazing 4 years followed. We had all basically grown up together. We seemed to know what each other was thinking, at least on the ice. Off the ice wasn't much different. Sure some of us were better friends than others. Some even dated. But when push came to shove we were all best friends.
That's not to say we all knew each other's deepest secrets. Don't get me wrong I trust every duck, especially my two best friends, Connie and Adam, but there are some things, for example the fact that I have had feelings for Adam since I was 14, that are better left unsaid. So I held onto my feelings for 8 years.
You may ask why? Honestly, I don't know. I used to say I didn't want to disrupt the team dynamic....bullst. Connie and Guy have dated on and off our entire lives. We have played thru their break-ups and make-ups. We even managed to play thru the chaos of their wedding planning. Sometimes I would tell myself I was being childish, my feelings for Adam were that of a friend....again, bullst. I had plenty of friends and none of them gave me butterflies whenever they were around. I have never even had a boyfriend that gave me butterflies. I think deep down I was always scared he didn't feel the same way.
I cherish our friendship and I would never want to lose that. Adam is one of the most caring and sincere guys I have ever met. We could sit for hours doing nothing, saying nothing, but being totally content. When my mom died last year, it was Adam that stayed up with me and let me cry. He even came home with me for the funeral. I really don't know what I would have done without him. He is the only one that knows about my relationship with my dad. He is the only one that would understand my constant need to please him, make him proud. Adam has a very similar relationship with his dad. Maybe that is why we are so close.
Whatever the reason that is all going to change now. An era has ended; there will be no more playing together. Adam is about to fulfill his dream. He is gong to play for the New York Rangers. I really am so happy for him. It is all he has ever talked about, playing in the NHL. As if that wasn't enough, his coach is going to be none other than Wayne "the Great One" Gretzky. As for me I am headed home to start my career as a vet. Some people say I was destined to work with animals because my nickname has always been "the Cat".