Summary: Adam Banks was a wonderful boyfriend. He was attentive, and he made me laugh and smile. He won me over in a matter of a few weeks. Now that we've spent a few weeks back together, I want to ring his neck. JulieAdam.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Ducks, but I own the personality of Julie's parents, that I conjured up.

A/N: A sequel, mm yes. This is the sequel to Speak, kid, if you didn't read it, and wanna catch up, you sure can if you want. But if you don't really feel like it, I think this story will be pretty understandable without reading it. Don't worry JulieAdam fans, I won't let you down in the fluff department. This whole story will be in Julie's P.O.V, set in D3 at Eden Hall, and I hope you guys like it as much as the Adam one. Please review to tell me what you think of it!

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"Julie!" My mom yelled, in that shrill voice of hers. I rolled my eyes, and took one last look into my room. It was covered in pictures, that I was going to miss, but it had the painful memories that I was glad to forget, like that time me and Adam decided to stop going out, and just see what happens when we get to Eden Hall. I mean, that's what distance does, right? It just kind of fades because of the distance that comes between… well, that's what happened to Adam and me.

"Good riddens," I said closing the door. I started to walk away, but quickly ran back, opening the door, and mumbling, "I'll miss you bedroom. I'll be back soon." Hey, even though the recent memories have been painful, doesn't mean that my bed did not treat me well, when I had to crash.

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"Julie, stop jiggling your leg, it isn't good for a lady," My mom said, before she dropped me off at the airport terminal, for security check. Thanks mom, I'm so glad that's the last thing you wanna say to me before I leave. My dad got out of the passenger seat, shaking his head, and rolling his eyes at my dear mother, opening my door for me. He waited for me to climb out, before he engulfed me in a big hug, filled with love.

"I'll miss you, Julie." I actually believe him. He's the parent I like. "Just call me if you don't like it there, and you can come right home."

I nodded, with a smile, and we walked to the trunk to carry my stuff out. Oh, father, how I will miss you. Rolling down the airport, with my luggage piled up on top of a rolling cart, which I must say is quite annoying, because you have to press down on the handle, in order for it to move. It took me a good ten minutes before I realized that; so much for being classy, Julie. I stopped rolling when I heard my cell-phone ring in my book-bag, and I rummaged to get to it. I looked at the screen, hoping that Adam's name would make my heart jump, but it just said Fulton. Not that I wasn't excited that Fulton was calling… he just wasn't Adam.

"Reed!" I practically yelled in his ear. It doesn't matter anyway; he's probably half deaf from the way he cranks up his stereo and his CD player.

"Hey Jules!" See, it didn't bother him a bit. "Ken and Dwayne are here in Minnesota already. We're just gonna see them later, but we're waiting for you. Portman said he might just catch a later flight, he has something to do back home."

I bit my lip to keep my mouth shut. Portman told me he wasn't even sure if he wanted to go to Eden Hall. He said he wouldn't fit in, and he wouldn't be comfortable, so why even go?

"Oh, well, I just got to the airport, so I'm leaving in an hour and a half."

I could hear the Ducks start to chatter in the back, and I could've sworn that I heard Adam say, 'Is that Julie?' I heard him bolt away after.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for ya Jules. Have a good trip," Fulton said, and we exchanged good-byes. I put my phone away, feeling my excitement diminish, and my heart start to beat fast. I'm gonna see Adam again. I don't think I've fully realized it, but I have no idea what kind of emotion that it's supposed to bring up in me. Should I slap him because we mutually agreed to stop going out, and just be friends? That isn't his fault, its distance and time's damn fault. Should I hug him like the hug wouldn't be killing me inside? Or should I just tell him how I miss him? And tell him that I want him to kiss me the first time we kissed, in front of me and Connie's dorm, where that falling over scenario happened? I have no idea what to tell him. Well you've got hours to make some last minute decisions Gaffney, because he's gonna be right in front of you.

Maybe I'll just pretend I don't know him…

"Hi, I'm Julie Gaffney," I'll shake his hand.

He looks at me like I'm crazy, "Julie, you know me. I'm Adam."

I cock my head to the side, and look at him confused, "Oh no, I don't think we've met."

He stares at me, and asks completely serious, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Yeah. That's not going to work.