Okay guys, this is the first Ducks fic I've posted. I've written others,
but they suck, so they don't really count. Please review and let me know
what you think. BE HONEST!
Disclaimer: I don't own it! I don't own it! I don't own it!
Enjoy!
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I knew from the first moment I saw Jamie Johnson, she was perfect. Absolutely gorgeous. Her blonde hair falling in her face, and her books and papers scattered across the hall. That's right, across the hall. I had been late for third block, so I was rushing down the almost empty corridor. My mind must have been on other things, because one moment I was trying to remember if I did my history work, and the next thing I knew, I heard an 'umph' and saw papers fly. Apparently, I ran into a certain blonde girl I'd never seen before. I looked down to my feet to find the girl knocked down to the ground, her bright blonde hair covering her face, which was looking down. How I hadn't seen her, I have no clue.
"God, I'm so sorry," I apologized, embarrassed. I bent down to help her pick up her notebooks and papers. She tucked back her hair and looked up to me. When I saw her face, I couldn't help but turn more red than I probably already was. She was... beautiful.
"Don't worry about it," she replied, gathering her books as well. She smiled, and I swear, if it were a dark room, that smile could have lit it for weeks. "It was bound to happen anyway." She continued as I handed her the rest of her belongings. "Doesn't every new kid have to have some bad first day experience?" I noticed she had a bit of an accent, probably from the south. Georgia maybe, who knows.
So she was new, huh? That's why in my three years at Eden Hall, I hadn't seen her.
"I guess so," I shrugged, standing up. I offered her my hand, which she quickly accepted. "You're new then? Where ya from?"
"Nowhere special," she shook her head. "Kailsville, Alabama. Although I refer to it as Killsville 'cause the boredom will kill you." Alabama? Hey, I was close.
"What brings you to Eden Hall then?" I asked, curious. "Did you move?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that," she replied. "As much as I hate Kailsville though, it wasn't my choice to be here."
I was about to ask her more when I heard a voice calling my name from down the hall.
"Get to class Mr. Germaine," It was the guidance counselor, Ms. Harper. I shrugged to the girl as Ms. Harper came towards us.
"I'll see you later than," I said. She waved and I turned and walked towards my class. Once I got there, I walked in, a good ten minutes late. As I shut the door, hoping to go unnoticed, I realizes something...
I didn't know her name!
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Well guys, there it is... enjoy and REVIEW!
And I know, this chapter is REALLY short! But don't worry. It's just cause it's the first chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own it! I don't own it! I don't own it!
Enjoy!
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I knew from the first moment I saw Jamie Johnson, she was perfect. Absolutely gorgeous. Her blonde hair falling in her face, and her books and papers scattered across the hall. That's right, across the hall. I had been late for third block, so I was rushing down the almost empty corridor. My mind must have been on other things, because one moment I was trying to remember if I did my history work, and the next thing I knew, I heard an 'umph' and saw papers fly. Apparently, I ran into a certain blonde girl I'd never seen before. I looked down to my feet to find the girl knocked down to the ground, her bright blonde hair covering her face, which was looking down. How I hadn't seen her, I have no clue.
"God, I'm so sorry," I apologized, embarrassed. I bent down to help her pick up her notebooks and papers. She tucked back her hair and looked up to me. When I saw her face, I couldn't help but turn more red than I probably already was. She was... beautiful.
"Don't worry about it," she replied, gathering her books as well. She smiled, and I swear, if it were a dark room, that smile could have lit it for weeks. "It was bound to happen anyway." She continued as I handed her the rest of her belongings. "Doesn't every new kid have to have some bad first day experience?" I noticed she had a bit of an accent, probably from the south. Georgia maybe, who knows.
So she was new, huh? That's why in my three years at Eden Hall, I hadn't seen her.
"I guess so," I shrugged, standing up. I offered her my hand, which she quickly accepted. "You're new then? Where ya from?"
"Nowhere special," she shook her head. "Kailsville, Alabama. Although I refer to it as Killsville 'cause the boredom will kill you." Alabama? Hey, I was close.
"What brings you to Eden Hall then?" I asked, curious. "Did you move?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that," she replied. "As much as I hate Kailsville though, it wasn't my choice to be here."
I was about to ask her more when I heard a voice calling my name from down the hall.
"Get to class Mr. Germaine," It was the guidance counselor, Ms. Harper. I shrugged to the girl as Ms. Harper came towards us.
"I'll see you later than," I said. She waved and I turned and walked towards my class. Once I got there, I walked in, a good ten minutes late. As I shut the door, hoping to go unnoticed, I realizes something...
I didn't know her name!
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Well guys, there it is... enjoy and REVIEW!
And I know, this chapter is REALLY short! But don't worry. It's just cause it's the first chapter!