Connie's POV

So this was it. It was finally over, my 15 minutes of fame was done and I didn't even get the guy in the end. Life was very ironic, I laughed to myself looking over at my best friend, Julie Gaffney. It was the last night of high school, it was the last night that we'd all be together. I was flying out to NYC to start a new life in college, where no one would know me. I sighed slightly with relief, no image to live up to, no standard set, I wasn't even signed up to play hockey. No one would think anything of me but the new freshmen that came from Minnesota.

I glanced around the room at people I knew probably wouldn't see again for a long time... if ever. Fulton and Portman were staying in Minnesota to play hockey at the local college and probably coach a team of their own one day, you could never separate the bash brothers after all. Averman and Goldberg were going to Florida to "meet new people." They didn't even know they applied the same place until they both got in. Julie and Adam were off to Boston, with their straight A's, Julie was going to study Chemistry and bioengineering and Adam could play hockey and be with her and Captain Duck was moving with his high school sweetheart, Linda. At this very moment they were dancing around the dance floor, very close together. The sight almost make me sick at how happy they were.

My eyes scanned the room once more and felt on the most familiar behind in the room. I knew Guy since he was 7 years old, he was my best friend and eventual boyfriend, but high school had proved too much for us to handle, we didn't even talk anymore. Sure, we talked when we were forced to and even tried to get back together once or twice but it always seemed to fall apart in the end. I sighed thinking of what might have been if my parents hadn't gotten involved.

Guy's plane would take off at a brisk 8 am the next day to California, on a full hockey scholarship. He would eventually play for the Mighty Ducks, that is professionally. Even if I couldn't admit it, I was proud of him, even though I would never say it to his face. Somehow I was still that 13 year old awkward shy girl when it came to Guy, never had the nerve to tell him what I wanted to and then we'd end up in some stupid fight of who started the fight and not talk for a month. I turned away and ordered another drink, my 4th tonight.

"Connie, how many have you had?" Julie asked

"Not that many..." I said with a sigh, Julie was a second mother to me. Not that I thought it was right but fake id's did come in handy every once in a while.

A little bit of self-pity began to set in and I looked back at Guy, he was clouded within his usual flock of skanks, big surprise. It didn't really matter what he did though, it didn't change what I felt. I traced the outline of his body from his loose fitting clothes. All the time we'd been together, we never actually did it. Sure we'd come close a few times, even had all of our clothes off but I always stopped him. I don't know why but I could never give up that control, I could never let anyone in. Believe me, I wanted to but it was the ounce of control I had over my life. I suppose it stemmed from the fact that everything I did in my life what controlled but my parents or someone else, I wanted to play hockey, they wanted me to figure skate...I wanted to cut my hair, they wanted it long...You know the deal. Hockey was the only thing they ever gave into, everything else I practically had to sell my soul to get, not to mention they hated Guy.

It wasn't his fault, of course, they hated what he stood for. Guy grew up a little differently than me, his family didn't have money, mine had more than I ever saw. His family loved just to be with each other, you couldn't get mine a room for 10 minutes without a huge fight. His family took me in as a member and mine family threw Guy out on weekly occasions. It wasn't your ideal teenage romance, half the time I had to sneak out to see Guy.

FLASHBACK

I sat on the cold concrete of the water dam, where Guy and I met to go on dates and just be together. It was getting late and he was never late, I thought to myself as a cold hand placed itself on my cheek. I turned quickly to see Guy smiling down at me.

"Hi!" I said smiling like an idiot, still a little in shock from his touch.

"Hey, beautiful.." He said sitting next to me. We sat in silence for a minute before Guy took my hand in his as he always did. I just looked at the stars with a far away gaze. Guy was looking at me, I could see him in the corner of my eye watching with intendment. I smiled bring my attention back to Guy.

"What?" I asked slightly amused he found me so appealing. Guy smiled,

"Nothing, I just can't believe you're here with me tonight." I chuckled nervously,

"Where else would I be?" I asked jokingly. Guy smiled looking down at my hand.

"I'm sorry I was late..." Guy started, "I had to stop somewhere." I shook my head a little as if to say it was no big deal.

"You're here now."

"Yeah, Yeah, I am." He looked away, getting that look in his eyes.

"What's wrong Guy?" I asked worried, he was never this quiet unless he was nervous about something. Usually he had a comment for everything.

"Connie, I know your parents don't like me..."

"Guy, That doesn't matter." I cut him off, placing my hand on his face gently.

"I know Cons, but I realized today, I don't want to be away from you again, all this fighting and breaking up and getting back together..."

"Guy, I don't want to fight either."

"Connie, will you let me talk..." He laughed putting his hands on my cheeks.

"Okay.." I said feeling slightly embarrassed

"Connie, I'm trying to ask you to marry me..." It took me a minute to realize what he had just said. He pulled a small box from his pocket and held it out to me. My eyes traced the soft diamond that was shining back at me. I felt a nervous ping in my chest, my head telling m to answer him but my mouth wouldn't move. I was in shock.

"Silence makes me nervous..." Guy smiled, hoping I would answer him. It took me a minute to regain me speech.

"Guy, oh...Yes!" I said as he jumped up and wrapped his arms around me, picked me up off the ground. I kissed his face as he smiled as big as I've ever seen.

"Lets get out of here..." He said grabbing my hand.

END FLASHBACK

Sitting there now staring at Guy, I sort of wished I'd went though with it.

I brushed this off with a shrug, spotting a guy staring at me from across the room. I smiled, silently giving the guy permission to come over and talk to me.

"Julie, is he staring at me?"

"Who?" Julie asked looking around and catching Guy's eyes wondering towards us.

"The guy over there..." I motioned. Julie looked in the direction I had motioned.

"Yeah, he's kind of cute." Julie said as he began to walk over towards us, drink in his right hand, cigarette in his left.

"Want to dance?" He asked me, his voice husky and mysterious. I was feeling a little dizzy but accepted, clinging to him with a need to forget about Guy. We made their way to the dance floor, just as Petey Pablo's "Freak a leek" was starting.

Guy's POV

I watched silently from my spot among a few girls just off the dance floor. What was Connie doing? I asked myself, hanging all over a guy she just met. Was she trying to make me jealous because if she was it was working. I continued to watch them through 5 songs until Connie started getting slightly tipsy and the guy pulling her off the dance floor and what seemed like, to the door. My gut reaction was to go after him, how could he do that to MY Connie. Was she actually going to go home with this guy? The idea of anyone hurting her make my chest hurt and I broke through the girls, much to their disappointment.

Connie's POV

I felt more dizzy as I was led off the dance floor by the strong arms of my new companion. We were heading towards the exit.

"Let's get out of here." The guy said tugging me towards the door with a gentle force. I felt like I was going to fall over, my head was killing me.

"No, I don't think so..." I started but didn't have the strength to pull back.

"Oh, Come on...You knew what you were getting into, the way you were dancing with me." He said with a gruff, we were almost to the door.

"I believe the lady said, no!" A strong male voice said from behind. The man turned me around to see Guy standing there with Banks and Charlie behind him.

"I think you need to mind you're own business kid!" He said grabbing me again around the waist and trying to lead me towards the door.

"I said no!" I said pushing against him slightly. The man just keep motioning to the door before I felt another set of hands on me. It was Guy, who pulled me away from the guy.

Guy's POV

"Maybe you didn't hear me the first time, you're not going anywhere with Connie." I said handing her over to Banks as I got up in his face. Connie looked up at Banks.

"Adam, don't let Guy get hurt." She said with a slight slur of speech. I could tell she was drunk.

"Don't worry, he knows what he's doing." He said looking back at the two men staring each other down.

"She's not worth it..." The guy finally said, "You're just a slut." He said being to walk away.

"Hey!" I yelled turning him around and punched him right in the jaw. The man went down hard, breaking a table in the process.

"Come on..." I yelled as I grabbed Connie again, this time up in my arms, the ducks scattered, leaving the bar, each going in separate directions as sirens could be heard. The whole bar erupted into a fight. I quickly put Connie in the passenger's seat of my old mustang and hopped in the driver's seat, speeding off.

Connie had passed out the moment her head touched the leather seat. Thankful it was with me and not that guy.