Who is she?

Wildwing/O.C

Disclaim: I Do NOT Own The Mighty Ducks (cartoon), I only own Esme

Chapter 1

Esme walked down the hallway of the school. She had always been different. She had her hair dyed black with her bangs blood red and she always wore black. Her parents thought it was a punk, emo phase she was going through, but after two years they realized that she wasn't going to change her look.

Esme stopped at her locker and started putting her books away. She heard some guys laughing and running through the hallway. She looked and before she knew it a yellow, young, blonde haired duck ran smack into her. She landed on her back with a thud.

"Great job, Dive. You knocked her over."

Esme looked and saw a white duck standing next to the young duck that knocked her over. He looked at her. He gave her an apologetic smile and held his hand out to her.

"Sorry about that."

She shook her head and smiled. She took the white mallard's hand and he helped her stand up.

"It's okay."

His eyes locked with her's.

Wildwing couldn't believe he had a beautiful duck in front of him with light violet eyes. He had never met a duck with violet eyes. She looked away from him and that caused him to snap back to reality. He looked at his baby brother.

"Nosedive,"

He put a hand on his baby brother's shoulder.

"Is there something you want to tell her?"

The young mallard's cheeks turned scarlet red.

"Oh, yeah, right."

He looked back at the beautiful, caramel feathered, violet eyed duck.

"Sorry for almost running you over."

She shook her and smiled at the young mallard.

"It's okay. I'm still in one piece."

Nosedive smiled. He didn't know that girls like her would be so calm about people running into them.

Esme thought the young, blonde mallard was like her little brother, but when she looked at the white duck, she felt her heart slam against her ribcage. She knew exactly who he was. He was the school's hockey team goalie. That was Puckworld's national sport. They didn't care about any other sport. She looked at her wrist watch. Her eyes widen. She promised her mom that she would babysit her brother right after school. She grabbed her bag out of her locker and slammed her locker shut. She looked at the two mallards.

"Well, I better get going. My mom needs me to babysit my brother. Nice talking to you guys."

She walked away from the two mallards.

Nosedive looked at his older brother as soon as the beautiful duck was gone.

"Wing,"

The older mallard looked at his baby brother.

"Yeah?"

"You didn't even get her name."

"You're right."

Wildwing moved away from his brother and chased after the beautiful duck.

Wildwing walked out of the school and the beautiful duck was on the steps of the school, lacing up her skates.

"Hey,"

She looked over her shoulder at him. She smiled at him.

"Hey,"

"Uh,"

Wildwing started to nervously rub the back of his head.

"Well, I never did get your name."

She put her boots in her bag and stood up. She looked at the white mallard.

"Esme. My name's Esme."

He held his hand out to her.

"I'm Wildwing."

She shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Wildwing."

"You too."

She looked at her watch. She couldn't believe the time.

"I really have to go."

He gave her a small nod.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

"Maybe."

The smile on her face told him that he would see her. She secured her bag and he watched her skate away.

Nosedive walked out of the school and saw his brother.

"Wing,"

Wildwing looked at his baby brother.

"Yeah,"

"You need to breath. You haven't breathed ever since you've seen her."

Wildwing's cheeks flushed red. Nosedive shook his head. He didn't understand the things that had to do with older mallard feelings. At least not yet.

DarkAlice0342: So, there's the first chapter for this story…I hope ya'll liked it

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