Spunky's Disclaimer: I've chucked every stupid penny I could find into a stupid wishing fountain… and I still don't own the Mighty Ducks! Why oh why is the world so cruel?! I could've invested them in stocks!! Okay back to reality. I don't own the Ducks! Heck I don't even own Alexia Estela, she just kind of made herself at home in my brain. So I decided to use her in this story so she can pay up the five months rent she owes me! LOL!

Taylor Brooklyn Walter: Born and raised in the City of Angels (that's Los Angeles for those of you that don't know). She is 5'5 and has an athletic frame. She has straight chestnut colored hair. Her eyes are green. She is entering Eden Hall to pitch for the Varsity Softball Team. She plays guitar and likes to go against the grain sometimes. Her dad is a movie director, but has directed music videos for exclusive celebrities.

Takes place during sophamore year.

Taylor Brooklyn Walter slowly walked out of the airport terminal. She was not having a good day. Her flight to Minnesota had been delayed by two hours. Her seat was in front of some snot nosed eight year old, who was constantly kicking it. She was positive her guitar was way out of tune, and to top off the list she had no idea who was picking her up.

She shook her head in frustration as she tried looking for someone who she could recognize in the large crowed. She was tired of being bumped into and swore under her breath as someone accidentally smacked her with his or her bag.

I swear if I get pushed around one more time, I'll go postal on that person.

She was knocked down roughly from behind, and fell flat on her face. She was about to jump up and tackle that person when two people helped her up.

She looked up at her helpers and smiled as she adjusted her denim mini skirt, "Thank you for your help."

She looked at her helpers, which were a pretty blonde girl and a tall boy with a cowboy hat. They both wore a nametag that said, "Hello, my name is…" according to their tags the girl was Julie, and the boy was Dwayne.

The Taylor brushed her chestnut colored hair out of her eyes, as Julie spoke up "Are you Taylor Walter?"

Taylor nodded "That would be me"

Dwayne stuck out his hand "I'm Dwayne, and this here is Julie."

Taylor shook both of their hands "So, you guys are also going to Eden?"

They nodded and Dwayne helped her with her luggage. They walked out of the terminal, and out to the cool Minnesota fresh air.

Julie walked next to Taylor, as Dwayne led the way. "You're the last one to get here, so the first shuttle left with 2/3's of the other out of state students."

Taylor nodded her head "I'm sorry you guys had to wait for so long, but the stupid flight was delayed."

Julie smiled "It's no problem, most of our flights were delayed as well."

The trio walked up to a group of 8 students and two adults.

The two adults stepped forward and shook Taylor's hand; an aging red head introduced herself as Mrs. Smith, the residence hall director. The other was a slender brunette who introduced herself as the director of student life. Taylor smiled at them.

Dwayne and a small Asian boy helped load her luggage into the shuttle; Taylor thanked them and followed them into the bus. Julie asked if she wanted to sit next to her and Taylor nodded.

Julie scooted into the window seat, and Taylor slipped off her guitar bag and sat down. On the seats across from her sat Dwayne and a handsome Latino. The Latino smiled at her and leaned over, took her hand and brought it up to his lips.

"Hola Hermosa, my name is Luis. Would you honor me with your name?"

Taylor rolled her eyes and smirked before replying in perfect Spanish "Hola nino tonto, mi nombre es Taylor Walter. Mucho gusto."

Luis raised an eyebrow, and smirked "A fellow Latina. Nice. So, where are you from?"

Dwayne, Julie, and the two guys sitting in front of Julie and Taylor, named Russ and Ken turned to hear. "Well, I'm from Los Angeles," She said pointing to my Dodgers softball T-shirt "My mom was from Honduras, and my father is from Connecticut."

The others nodded and Ken looked at her with question "What do you mean was?"

Taylor sighed and rubbed her thumb ring with her index finger "My mom passed away when I was six. I grew up with my father, who is Caucasian, and he made sure I learned about both my heritages."

The group nodded in understanding once again.

Taylor looked around observing the quintet. They all seemed to know one another.

"So, how do you guys know each other?"

The group smiled and Julie answered, "We all played on the US hockey team a few years ago at the Junior Goodwill Game's."

A look of recognition washed over Taylor's face, "Oh, I remember you all. I was pitcher for the US softball team at the JGG. I must admit I was silently cheering for Iceland. Me and Gunnar Stahl, the Iceland captain had a thing going on."

The group laughed and shook their heads in disbelief. The ride to Eden Hall Academy was filled with stories of the Junior Goodwill Games.