The Story About A Lot Of Stuff
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHINGSummary: A new girl from Alaska comes on a hockey scholarship. What will happen when she joins the Ducks? And will her and a fellow Duck catch each other's eyes?
Authors Note: I know I know, this idea has been done to death, but I just had to, it was driving me crazy not writing this. I literally had dreams about this fic.
Dang it's hot over here. And I thought they said this place was cold. Well, lets see, did they send someone to get me, or do I get the wonderful chance to get lost in an airport, or maybe I will even make it out to the city. Becky Olsen walked out of the terminal, hoping she would not get lost again, she always seemed to be getting lost.
The Ducks were waiting at the opening of the terminal. The board had told them they would have to get a new player, and told them when she would come. Coach Orion dragged the Ducks down here to meet her, and hopefully make some sort of a good impression.
"Coach, when is she supposed to get here?" Adam Banks asked from his seat. All the Ducks were sitting down bored, they had been waiting for the past hour. They could not stand being this bored.
"Flight 296 from Alaska is now unloading at Terminal 9." Said a voice from the loud speaker.
"Well, sounds like her plane is landing." Orion said to the rest of the Ducks.
"She probably isn't even that good. Not very many chicks can play" Portman spoke up. "She will probably start crying if someone hits her." The rest of the Ducks, except Julie and Connie, laugh at this.
"You know, its true that not very many girls can take it at this level, but that doesn't mean that none can. Look at Connie and me. Are you going to complain about how we play?" Julie asked the group, who had stopped laughing.
"Well, its different with you guys," Adam explained. "We know how you guys play, and we have been playing with you guys, we know what to expect. We only know this girls name. What was it again Coach?"
"The names Becky Olsen, and I couldn't agree with you more." Said a voice, it came from behind them and was unexpected, so they all jumped about a foot. "If you have a team that has been together for a while, they can respond to someone's movements before they even know what their thinking. But with a player that no one know, everything is unexpected, like that player sneaking up behind the team." All of the Ducks were a little uncomfortable with her straightforwardness, while she looked pleased. All the Ducks greeted her with a chorus of 'hellos' with a 'what's up' and a 'howdy' in their somewhere.
"Sorry bout that" Adam said, still a little uncomfortable.
"What do you have to be sorry for? I was on the same team for 5 years, I knew everybody on that team like the back of my hand, and it drove me crazy would show up. Don't worry, I have been there and done that, so I know what you guys are feeling. So, who is everybody?" Becky seemed not to really care about what any of them thought about her. It was interesting.
"Banks since you two seem to get along great already, why don't you make the introductions." Orion said with a small grin on his face.
'I guess he does have a since of humor, small, but still there.' Adam thought to himself as he looked from his coach to Becky. She wasn't some supermodel, but she wasn't the Hunchback of Notre Dame either. 'She is really cute, though. Looks strong enough to kill me, or maybe even Portman and Fulton combined, but she is still cute.'
Becky was about 5'5'' and had brown hair that went down to just below her shoulders, blue-green eyes, and she was also had a muscular build that looked like it rivaled Portmans. 'This should be interesting.' Adam though again.
"Well, ok Coach. My name is Adam Banks—"
"But you can call him Banksie, it annoys the hell out of him."
"Shut it Spazway" Adam defended himself as Charlie just smiled. "That's Charlie Conway, he's the team captain. Then you have Julie 'The Cat' Gaffney, she is the goalie. That's Averman, the team wise ass." At this Averman smiled. "Russ Tyler, the team trash talker, and Ken Wu, who is still trying to grasp the concept of trash talking. Connie Moueru and Guy Germaine, the team lovebirds." Guy blushed while Connie looked proud. "Goldberg, no one has a clue what he is." The team started laughing, even Goldberg. "Just kidding Goldie. Anyway, that's Dwayne Robertson, he's from Texas, enough said." As Dwayne interrupted with a 'howdy' to Becky, Adam got on with the last two. "And the two mean looking people over there are Fulton Reed and Dean Portman, but we just call them the Bash Brothers."
"So you two are the Bash Brothers, we hear all about you two all the way in Fairbanks.
The rest of you I have never heard of. I think I have heard something about a Ducks team, but that's about it." Becky commented to the rest of the group.
"Did you watch the Junior Goodwill Games a couple of years back?" Charlie asked with a curious expression on his face.
"No, no one up there did. Too peewee for us up there. We only watch the Olympics. But those games are never to interesting."
All the Ducks looked at her in awe. 'What did she mean when she said that it was to peewee? Who does she think she is?' Adam though to himself. All of the Ducks had similar thoughts.
Coach Orion quietly observed this from a small distance, not interfering. 'She sure is doing a good job on there guys. They will never believe they are being played with so easily. This should be an interesting season.' Orion knew exactly what Becky was doing. Most players who knew how to do it did it whenever they went to a new team. 'Get under their skin, make them get out of their comfort zone, throw yourself in the middle of things so they don't know what hit them. It always works, drives them crazy for a while, but gets her a true spot on their team.'
"Come on, let's get back to school. You all have homework to do." Orion ordered the group. He immeadily saw them separate into little groups. Charlie, Banks, and Guy all together, talking quietly, about what it was obvious. Portman and Fulton doing the same by themselves, as were Connie and Julie, they were going to have Becky in their room now, they just had an extra bed in a room for four. Goldberg, Averman, Dwayne, Ken, and Russ all went up to Becky and tried to help her with her bags, but replied that she had hands and feet and could handle it, then proceeded to throw her three bags over her shoulder, and walk with them out to the bus.
Adam was pretty much ignoring the other twos conversation, and just kept staring at Becky. 'What is she going to thing about us? Is she going to blow us all away because she is so much better than us? Or was she just joking and we didn't know it. Coach seemed to be laughing at what she had been saying. What does it all mean? And why does she have to be so beautiful? Wait a second, did I just think that? I need to get some sleep.' They all walked out of the airport, stepped onto the bus, and began who should be a very interesting season.
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Ok, that's all for now, please review and tell me what you think. Also, did I get all of the Ducks? I am feeling like I forgot somebody.