Minnesota: Three years ago

"No way! She fouled!"

"No I didn't!"

"That was totally interference!"

"No it wasn't!"

Kellie, Lindsay, Summer, and Geena lived in a small town in Minnesota. So did Kendall, James, Logan and Carlos. They had been friends for as long as they could remember, and they all played hockey. They sometimes played against each other, and this was how it turned out.

"Geena! That was a foul!" exclaimed Carlos.

"No it wasn't!" she yelled back.

"Yeah it was!" yelled Logan. "You were butt-ending Kendall!"

"No she wasn't!" Summer exclaimed. "She just hit him with the end of the stick when she was passing!"

"Oh yeah, 'cause that's so different!" Logan yelled back sarcastically.

"It was an accident!" Geena defended.

"Guys, calm down," Lindsay interrupted, getting between Carlos, Summer, Geena and Logan. "Can we just get back to the game?"

"STAY OUT OF THIS!" the four of them yelled at her, and she backed away and skated over to where Kellie was standing with Kendall and James.

"Jeez," Lindsay sighed. "Just trying to work things out."

"Good luck with that," snorted Kendall.

"Yeah, you know they always get like this," Kellie said. "None of them can ever play a friendly game."

"I know, but whenever they start, we can never finish the game," Lindsay sighed.

"We all know they do this because they like each other," James said, and the rest of the group nodded. It was no secret that Geena and Carlos had a little flame and Logan and Summer had a thing for each other. But whenever asked about it, they always denied.

"Eww," Geena would say. "Carlos is so gross! I mean, come on. He farts and burps on cue. And what's up with that helmet?"

"Geena is not my type at all," Carlos always said. "She's not into dangerous stunts; she never laughs at my jokes, and is so uptight!"

But all of them knew, Geena would always laugh when Carlos burped or farted and she loved the helmet. And Carlos was sadly mistaken. Geena was the only one that would ever try his 'stunts,' she always laughed at his jokes and she was one of the most laid back people any of them knew.

"Logan, no way," Summer grimaced. "He's a little nerdy boy, all into math and stuff! I am not going down that road ever again!"

"Summer?" Logan looked confused. "No way, she's always in my face about every little thing, and she always calls me a nerd because I like math and do well in school!"

But, this also wasn't true. Summer loved when Logan got 'nerdy.' She would giggle like an idiot whenever he started working a difficult equation and thought it was adorable when his tongue poked out of the edge of his mouth when he was trying to figure something out. Logan, on the other hand, loved to argue with Summer. Whenever she got in his face, he went right back and they could argue for hours. And he got all giggly when she called him a nerd.

The others laughed when they thought about this.

"Yeah," Kendall said. "It's pretty obvious."

"But not as obvious as you two," smirked Kellie at James and Lindsay.

"What?" they both yelled.

"She's got a point," said Kendall. "You two flirt like there's no tomorrow."

"No, we don't," said Lindsay. "Besides, James is way too high maintenance for me. I can't date a guy who spends longer on his hair then I spend getting ready. And what is that?" she asked, wiping her finger across his eyelid. "Eyeliner?"

"I just have thick eyelashes!" James defended. "Besides, you read too much! Whenever we see you, you always have a book!"

"Since when is reading a bad thing?" asked Lindsay. "Maybe if you read more, you're brain would be bigger than a walnut!"

"I read!" James huffed.

"Magazines don't count," Lindsay replied smugly.

"See what we mean?" asked Kellie. "You're always flirting."

"That is not flirting," replied James. "Besides, what about you guys?"

"What about us?" asked Kendall.

"Well, you always say you're 'just friends,' but you don't act like most friends would," said James.

"Yeah," Lindsay agreed. "Like when you're always opening the door for her…"

"Being a gentleman!" interrupted Kendall.

"And let it slam in our faces," Lindsay finished, and Kendall turned beet red.

"And Kellie," said James. "You always stare like he's going to disappear if you look away. It's creepy, really."

"I do not!" This went on for some time before they decided to go and get their friends and change before having hot chocolate at James' grandmother's house.

"Hi Grammy," James said, coming into the house with everyone and planting a kiss on her cheek. Ever since his mother left when he was young, and his father was arrested the year he turned seven, he had lived with his grandmother, and had never been happier. Everyone loved her, and called her 'Grammy' because that's all she'd let them call her. Her attic was often used as a fort when they were younger and her couches had permanent butt implants from how often they were sat on.

"Hi James," she replied, turning to face the group with a warm smile. "Hello everyone."

"Hi Grammy," they all chorused, taking a seat at the kitchen table, where she brought over hot chocolate.

"I can't believe you kids," she said, shaking her head. "You're always at that rink, and then walk home, even though it's subfreezing!"

"Just trying to get in some last memories of snow before California," said Logan.

"I can't believe you guys are moving there next week," said Geena, stirring her hot chocolate with a candy cane, just the way she liked it. "It's going to be so weird with you not being here."

"Aww, Geena! You're going to miss us!" Carlos cooed, reaching over to give her a hug.

"Uh, I was just wondering who we're going to play hockey with, but we can go with that," she replied and Carlos pulled back, offended. "Carlos, chill. I'm kidding."

"Well, you'll always have your games," said James.

"Yes, but we like to have competition," said Kellie and everyone laughed. A few years back when they'd all started hockey, they went to the rink to play, boys vs. girls. The boys said they would go easy on them, but soon realized that was a huge mistake.

"Man, I'm going to miss you guys so much," said Summer. "What are we going to do without Carlos trying a life-threatening stunt every five minutes?"

"And what are we going to do without you following us around trying to eat all of our cheese?" asked Kendall, and they all laughed again.

"And without Logan to do our math homework," Kellie joked.

"And Lindsay for our book reports."

"And James to do our hair for us."

"And Kellie to make us laugh."

"And Kendall to play peacemaker."

"And Geena and her men obsession."

As they sat around making jokes and sharing old memories, they realized just how much they would miss each other. They had been there for so long; they hadn't realized how dark it was.

"We'd better get home," said Lindsay, getting up to look out the window at the snowstorm.

Grammy snorted from where she was knitting in her chair. "In that weather? There's no way. Why don't you all call your parents? You can stay in the attic like you used to." The friends all agreed excitedly, calling their parents. Once they got the OK, they ran up the stairs to the attic, opening all of the cabinets and pulling out sleeping bags, blankets and pillows resulting in one big pile on the floor. They created their fort, with the table and chairs that were up there, then piled blankets and sleeping bags on the floor for comfort. Once they were done, they all sat in the middle in a circle, listening to the snow hit the window and the wind whistle.

"I'm really going to miss this," Logan said, taking in their fort. "How long have we been doing this?"

"Seven years," James replied automatically. "Remember how we used to do this every Saturday?"

"And we made spaghetti at midnight?" Carlos said. "Then Geena threw it at the wall to see if it stuck."

"What? That's what my dad told me to do!"

"Then we stayed up till 3 in the morning, calling each other fat lards," said Kellie. "Then Summer told me to go get my seeds and season them with nuts."

"Kellie you pumpkin!" Summer exclaimed playfully, remembering as well.

"Summer, you perv!" Kellie shot back and they all fell on the ground in laughter.

"We've had some good times here," agreed Kendall. "You guys have to promise you'll visit us sometime."

The girls all looked at each other.

"I don't know," said Geena. "California is pretty far."

"And a little too sunny for our liking," added Lindsay and they all nodded.

"Please!" the boys all exclaimed, making puppy dog eyes at them.

"Of course," said Kellie. "We were kidding."

"Good," said Carlos, poking her side and she squealed.

"We'd miss you too much," said Summer.

"Okay, now that this is all sorted out, who's up for midnight spaghetti?"

A/N: Hope you like it! I got the idea and it just banged on the inside of my head, yelling 'write me! Write me!' And yes, butt-ending is a real hockey foul. I looked it up. Please review! :)