Disclaimer: I do not own the Mighty Ducks or anything associated with them. I only own Cadence and any outside characters that may appear.

A/N: This is my first story.. So if it's not very good please be gentle.I appologize if characters seem OOC or if the spacing and spelling aren't right. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated! Thanks! Words like this are a character's thoughts.

Cowboy Take Me Away

She stood motionless in the middle of Texas International Airport, blankly staring to the gates ahead. To her left were gates 50-60 and to her right gates 60-70. The problem was- she had no clue which way to go.

A teenage boy in a cowboy hat approached her with concern in his light green eyes.

"You look lost. Can I help you, miss?" he questioned in his deep Texas twang.

Oh wow..his accent.. is.. wow.This calls for a girly sigh."I, uh.. I'm not quite sure if I'm supposed to go to gate 56 or 65, and I'm afraid I'll miss my flight. I'm on my way to Minneapolis." she replied in a slight southern accent.

"Ah.. Gate 65, miss. I just came in from Minneapolis myself."

"Well, thanks. Bye." she said turning to the right.

"I'll walk you down there. Wouldn't want you to get lost or anything. I'm Dwayne Robertson (a/n wasn't sure if that was his last name or not.) by the way." he said offering his arm.

She took a moment to study him. Dwayne wasn't incredibly hot or anything, but he was good-looking. Tall, at least 6'1", light green eyes, goldish brown hair. He wore tight blue jeans, cowboy boots, a blue and white plaid button down shirt and a black cowboy hat. Yum. He was thin and didn't appear to be very muscular.

She placed her hand on his arm and was surprised at the muscles she could feel. These were These were muscles that came from hard work, not from some fancy gym equipment.

"A true southern gentleman," she says teasingly,"I'm Cadence Matthews. Of Virginia."

They walk a few hundred yards to gate 65 and Dwayne kisses her hand.(a/n awwww)

"A pleasure it was Cadence." he says smiling.

"Thanks a bunch Dwayne. Who knows-- maybe we'll bump into eachother in Minneapolis."

Dwayne nodded, 'Bye Cadence."

Cadence waved goodbye in response and turned to get in line.

Dwayne watched her for a moment after she turned around. She's gorgeous. She was relatively short, 5'4"ish, with blonde curls that fell to the middle of her back, dark gray eyes, a quick grin. She wore burgundy sweatpants that said Aeropostale across the butt, not that he was looking or anything, a white tank top and white flip-flops. Gorgeous, simply gorgeous.

Dwayne sighed and walked out of the airport to catch a bus and get back home. He was taking a week or two off of school to help his mom while all five of his siblings were sick. Never gonna see that girl again.

So? What do you guys think? Horrible I know, I realized this as I was typing it up. Hmm.. Not sure how I can fix it. This is just the prologue though. Comments? Suggestions? Please review!