Charlie has a girlfriend but what happens when he meets a girl who is the complete opposite? How will he handle his feelings for both girls? (slightly out of character for Charlie but wanted to use him as a central character in a fic for a change) I own nothing! (I originally wrote this as a fic for another movie but decided to abandon that and re-write it for the Ducks)

If there was one thing that Charlie Conway loved to do other than play hockey, it was riding his bike through the secluded backstreets behind his exclusive private school.

Which was exactly what he was currently doing. Feeling the wind whipping past him as he pushed the throttle even harder, reaching a higher speed that he was still comfortable with.

That was, until the bike jerked slightly and Charlie reduced the speed, cursing out loud when he saw the warning lights flashing at him.

"Damn it! What now?" he said aloud to no one in particular. He'd been having troubles with his bike lately, ever since that asshole Rick Riley had poured sugar in his gas tank as payback for his team winning the JV/Varsity showdown. Four trips to the repair shop later and the problem still wasn't fixed properly.

Linda is going to kill me! He thought to himself as he tried his hardest not to kick the bike in frustration.

Linda Cummins was his girlfriend. The girl he'd worked very hard at obtaining. When they first met she'd written him off as a brainless jock and he went out of his way to prove her wrong.

He forced his mind to think about the task at hand as he knelt down and inspected the bike.

Coughing when the black smoke poured out at him he retreated wondering how long it would take for it to stop this time.

When the smoke eventually cleared he went to retrieve his tool kit from the storage compartment underneath the seat.

"What the fuck?" he yelled when he saw that it was missing.

He mentally calculated how far away from Eden Hall he was and took a guess that if he walked whilst pushing the bike, it would take at least an hour and a half to two hours.

Reaching into his pocket for his cell phone he stared at the blank screen in disbelief.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me" he cursed again when he saw that the battery had died.

Charlie stood there and weighed up his options.

He could stand there like an idiot waiting for a miracle to happen; or

He could start pushing the bike back to Eden Hall and still look like an idiot.

Sighing heavily he flicked the stand back up and steadied the bike against his forearms as he tried to balance his helmet in his left hand.

Realising it was a downhill slope he applied gentle pressure to the brakes so that the bike didn't end up rolling away from him. Aside from Linda and the Ducks, the bike was the most important thing to him.

He reached the bottom of the slope and paused, taking a moment to catch his breath.

His ears pricked up when suddenly he heard the roar of another bike rapidly approaching him.

Charlie let out a sigh of relief when the passer-by pulled up right next to him.

"Thanks for stopping dude" Charlie began until he was silenced at the sight of the rider removing their helmet.

"What's the matter? Never seen a girl on a bike before?" the rider was amused but Charlie was still staring at the strands of long dark hair that were still falling down her back.

"Huh? Oh um, no?" Charlie's answer came out more like a question.

"Uh huh, so what's the problem?" she asked looking at Charlie's bike.

"Um, no problem" Charlie stuttered.

"Really? So you like pushing your bike for the fun of it then?" the girl couldn't help but laugh.

"What? Oh the bike, it's not running right, I think it's the fuel tank" Charlie snapped back to attention.

The girl put the kickstand down and crossed over to Charlie's bike where she squatted down and took a look.

"Its not your fuel tank, it's the electrics" she diagnosed.

"Nah it's the tank, I had a sugar incident a few weeks ago and it hasn't been running right since" Charlie refused to believe that he had an electric problem. That would cost a fortune to get fixed and there was no way his mother would fork out the money. She was dead against the idea of him having the bike in the first place.

"See for yourself, the wires have been fried" the girl pointed out several wires that had been almost fused together.

"Damn it!" Charlie cursed realising she was right.

"Need a tow then?" the girl asked not bothering to wait for a response as she moved back to her bike and pulled a tow rope from the storage compartment.

"How do you propose we do that?" Charlie asked realising that if his ignition couldn't even be turned on then he'd have no brakes.

"Relax, your system isn't completely shot at, just turn the ignition on but don't try to start it. You'll at least have brakes then" she said with a slight smirk.

"Have you done this before?" Charlie asked cautiously as he watched her attach the rope to the front of his bike.

"Plenty of times" she replied before attaching the other end to the back of her own bike.

"You ready?" she asked climbing onto her bike and starting it.

Charlie nodded before climbing on to his own bike and turning the key slightly to activate the ignition.

She glanced at him in her mirrors and waited until he held his hand up indicating that he was ready to start moving.

She pulled him along at a steady pace but after a while Charlie began wondering where they were even going.

His curiosity was subsided a short time later when she pulled him into a repair shop only a few miles from Eden Hall.

Charlie slipped off of his bike and removed his helmet in time to see a rather muscly bald guy emerge from the shop covered in oil and grease.

"Hey Jor, bring home a stray?" he eyed Charlie suspiciously and the girl rolled her eyes.

"Customer Vince, his electrics have been tampered with" she replied.

"Tampered with?" Charlie's eyes were wide.

"Yes, tampered with" she affirmed leading Vince over to Charlie's bike and pointing out the problem.

"Shit, someone did a number on you pal" Vince confirmed what the girl had just said.

"What do you mean?" Charlie was at a loss.

"You don't get this kind of meltdown from just anything, someone took to your wires with a lighter, looks like they knew what they were doing too" Vince explained.

"Great" Charlie replied dejectedly. As if he didn't have enough to worry about, now he had some psycho messing with his bike.

"I should have it done in a week" Vince estimated taking the keys from the ignition and started pushing the bike towards the garage.

"Whoah, wait a second, how much is this going to cost me?" Charlie asked feeling a little worried.

"If you cant pay then you'll work it off, understand me?" Vince narrowed his eyes.

"Yes sir" Charlie said quickly feeling a little intimidated.

"Good now let me get back to work kid" Vince said winking at the girl and disappearing inside the workshop with Charlie's bike.

"Need a ride somewhere?" the girl asked putting her helmet back on.

"Yeah that'd be great" Charlie replied still clutching his own helmet. He was supposed to meet Linda over an hour ago.

"Hop on" she scooted forward a little to allow Charlie to slip onto the back.

"So where to genius?" she laughed when Charlie still hadn't told her where he wanted to go.

"Oh, um Eden Hall Academy" he said feeling a little stupid.

"And that is where?" she asked not recognising the name.

"About ten miles that way" Charlie pointed in the general direction of Eden Hall.

"Okay then" she said kicking the bike into gear and taking off.

The ride was pretty much silent with Charlie feeling a little uneasy about being on the back of a bike with his hands on another girl. He felt like he was betraying Linda in some weird way.

"Is that it?" the girl asked when the enormous red and black sign came into view.

"Yeah that's it" Charlie confirmed feeling a little relieved that the ride was over.

"So here's Vince's card, give him a call in a week's time to see how your bike's coming along" she reached into the top pocket of her riding jacket and handed him a business card.

"Thanks, you know, for everything" Charlie felt like a stuttering idiot again.

"No problem, but I might suggest you find out who's been messing with your bike before it happens again" she replied getting back onto her bike.

"I'm gonna kill whoever it is" Charlie replied angrily. He had a fair idea on who it would be too.

"Okay, well have fun with that, I'll see you around" she replied getting ready to take off.

"Wait!" he called not sure why he was calling her back. All he knew was that he didn't want to her leave just yet.

"What?" she asked.

"I, uh, I don't even know your name" he said sheepishly.

"Jordan" she replied.

"I'm Charlie" he said.

"Great, well I've gotta go, see you later Charlie" she said before she rode out of the car park.

"Bye" Charlie said to her dust.