Disclaimer: The previous disclaimer applies here and also that I own Blake.
A/N: Thank you for those lovely reviews! I am still stuck on whether I should or shouldn't pair Julie up w/ someone. It's tough since I'm currently writing chapter 6! However, if I do end up pairing her w/ someone, it's dead give away that she'll be w/ one of the ducks. Either way, I know I'm going to upset someone so I'll apologize in advance if that's the case.
I actually intended on updating every week or so, but since I got such rave reviews, I'll post this up and see what happens. *Munches on box of chocolates* Thanks, Anonymous Muse!
Thank you all who reviewed: Ktbeanz, Jennifer, Banksiesbabe99, banksias- bank99 (are you two sure you're not the same people?), Anonymous Muse, brnnttebabe12, and AussieChic
Dangerous Mind
Chapter 1
It sucks but it had to end. Their summer vacations came and gone like it was just yesterday and the first day of school approach like a freighting train. One step into the Eden Hall feels like they never left in the first place. Captain Duck himself just couldn't wait to get over with his classes and step into the rink to meet his new coach. And he was pretty sure his teammates' feelings were mutual because that was all they could talk about during their summer together. Actually, the ones who went out of state still kept in touch by phone.
Charlie didn't know how he got through his classes; in fact he wasn't so sure he was awake during most of his classes. He was awake when he saw a few of the Ducks in some of his classes, but as soon as the class starts, he went back to staring into space. By the end of his final class, his nerves were working overtime. He had agreed to wait for most of the ducks by his locker and the rest at the rink since the latter group was at the other side of the building by the end of the class.
He started from his reverie when he heard his name amid the noisy hallways that always happen when the bell rings.
"Yo, captain duck!"
"What's up, Russ" Charlie high-five him and pat the others as they join the two.
"Isn't this exciting?" Averman said sarcastically as he sluggishly walked next to Charlie with a heavy heart.
"Yeah, well, we all knew this day would come so, shall we?" He gestured with his hand for them to advance to the rink and led the group there.
If the hallway were deserted of students other than the hockey players, they would realize how silent they were with an air of gloom settling amongst the players. From afar, it would seem like they were going to a funeral, with an exception of the black attire missing from the group.
Dwayne broke the silent. "I hope he's not as strict as Coach Orion." It was an innocent comment but all he gained was groans from his friends.
*~*
They met the rest of their friends on the ice in their hockey gears. Just from the look on their facial expression, they too shared the anxieties the first group had. When all the hugs and greetings had been exchanged, Charlie immediately took charge. "No signs?"
Before anyone could reply, murmurs surrounded the group and Charlie turned to see what everyone was taking about. Before him, a man close to six feet, dressed in sweat suits, and a kind expression skated towards them. His naturally messy, brown hair and matching brown eyes makes him seemed approachable and from his overall look, he could genuinely pass as a senior college student. He smiled at the group. "So these are the ducks. I heard a lot – "
Portman cut in, "You're our coach?"
"Aren't you a little young to be our coach?" Goldberg questioned with a disbelieving look plastered on his face. It must've been the same with everyone else since his reply came with a good-natured chuckle.
"Yeah, I heard of that one before. I also heard stories about each of you, like the unauthorized game you had with the varsity, but I'm going to be fair and pretend I didn't hear anything. How about we make a deal? Any detentions, trouble, or anything for that matter that happened in the past- I don't care about it." Excited gasps and whispers could be heard around the group and vanished just as quickly once he continued talking. "Let's start off with a clean slate and then you can judge for yourself, after you get to know me, what you think of me and I'll do the same to you. How does that sound?" He smiled, awaiting their replies.
After looking at the group, Charlie took the initiative to skate in front of the coach and stuck out his hand. "I'm Charlie, the captain of the team and I say you got yourself a deal."
After they shook hands, he introduced himself as Blake and the only rule he has is to treat everyone fairly and equally. "Since that is my rule, I expect everyone of you to stick by it and I will do the same. This means since I will call each of you by your first name, you can too."
Averman skated next to him, place his hand on the shoulder nearest him and with his most serious face said, "Okay, Blake." The team erupted in giggles. It was obvious that this new adjustment was awkward since he was the only teacher that allowed the students to call him by his first name. Blake turned to him. "And you are?"
Sensing that he probably got in trouble with the coach on his first day, he replied, "The name's Dwayne."
A "hey" could be heard in the background, revealing his fib so he settled with a low, "Averman" while skating back to the group.
"Averman. Don't worry, you're not in trouble yet." He went around the group, asking for their name and the position they played. "Okay, let's get started," he began. He looked around in confusion, while the ducks started skating away. "Wait, where are you going? I haven't begun to tell you what to do yet."
"But we know you want us to warm up and do laps," Guy told him. Then it was his turn to be confused. "Don't you?"
A smile spread on Blake's face. "Actually, if you would've let me finish, I was going to ask you to change and treat you to pizza. My treat."
The crowd erupted in some confused whispers, others excited chats, and the rink escalated in volume until Charlie quieted them down. "That's a nice offer, but coach, we have a game in less than four weeks."
"Charlie, if you want to win, I have to gain the team's trust first, which is why I'm taking you guys out so that we can get to know each other better," he stated matter of fact. "And you guys just show me that you don't trust my ability as a coach," he held his hand up to quiet any counter replies. "And that's alright. If I win your trusts, you guys won't question any of my instructions because it will be clear that all my judgments are for the better of the team." After a moment of silent to let his speech sink in, he continued, "So after you guys get changed, meet me in the faculty's parking lot and I'll drive you there. Class dismissed."
The team dispersed into their locker room and excited chatters could be heard throughout the hallways. "Man, what was I worrying about?" Russ yelled so that he could be heard amongst the chatters.
"Yeah, he seems pretty cool," Julie added.
Goldberg joined in, "Anyone who treats me in a free pizza is alright in my book, but he's going to regret this."
The group erupted into fits of laughter knowing what he meant. One by one, the group left the room with a smile plastered on their face. This was going to be a great hockey semester.
A/N: You know what to do. If you don't know what to write but liked it, then say that. It doesn't need to be elaborate and in full details. Just something so that I know I'm not wasting my time writing this.
A/N: Thank you for those lovely reviews! I am still stuck on whether I should or shouldn't pair Julie up w/ someone. It's tough since I'm currently writing chapter 6! However, if I do end up pairing her w/ someone, it's dead give away that she'll be w/ one of the ducks. Either way, I know I'm going to upset someone so I'll apologize in advance if that's the case.
I actually intended on updating every week or so, but since I got such rave reviews, I'll post this up and see what happens. *Munches on box of chocolates* Thanks, Anonymous Muse!
Thank you all who reviewed: Ktbeanz, Jennifer, Banksiesbabe99, banksias- bank99 (are you two sure you're not the same people?), Anonymous Muse, brnnttebabe12, and AussieChic
Dangerous Mind
Chapter 1
It sucks but it had to end. Their summer vacations came and gone like it was just yesterday and the first day of school approach like a freighting train. One step into the Eden Hall feels like they never left in the first place. Captain Duck himself just couldn't wait to get over with his classes and step into the rink to meet his new coach. And he was pretty sure his teammates' feelings were mutual because that was all they could talk about during their summer together. Actually, the ones who went out of state still kept in touch by phone.
Charlie didn't know how he got through his classes; in fact he wasn't so sure he was awake during most of his classes. He was awake when he saw a few of the Ducks in some of his classes, but as soon as the class starts, he went back to staring into space. By the end of his final class, his nerves were working overtime. He had agreed to wait for most of the ducks by his locker and the rest at the rink since the latter group was at the other side of the building by the end of the class.
He started from his reverie when he heard his name amid the noisy hallways that always happen when the bell rings.
"Yo, captain duck!"
"What's up, Russ" Charlie high-five him and pat the others as they join the two.
"Isn't this exciting?" Averman said sarcastically as he sluggishly walked next to Charlie with a heavy heart.
"Yeah, well, we all knew this day would come so, shall we?" He gestured with his hand for them to advance to the rink and led the group there.
If the hallway were deserted of students other than the hockey players, they would realize how silent they were with an air of gloom settling amongst the players. From afar, it would seem like they were going to a funeral, with an exception of the black attire missing from the group.
Dwayne broke the silent. "I hope he's not as strict as Coach Orion." It was an innocent comment but all he gained was groans from his friends.
*~*
They met the rest of their friends on the ice in their hockey gears. Just from the look on their facial expression, they too shared the anxieties the first group had. When all the hugs and greetings had been exchanged, Charlie immediately took charge. "No signs?"
Before anyone could reply, murmurs surrounded the group and Charlie turned to see what everyone was taking about. Before him, a man close to six feet, dressed in sweat suits, and a kind expression skated towards them. His naturally messy, brown hair and matching brown eyes makes him seemed approachable and from his overall look, he could genuinely pass as a senior college student. He smiled at the group. "So these are the ducks. I heard a lot – "
Portman cut in, "You're our coach?"
"Aren't you a little young to be our coach?" Goldberg questioned with a disbelieving look plastered on his face. It must've been the same with everyone else since his reply came with a good-natured chuckle.
"Yeah, I heard of that one before. I also heard stories about each of you, like the unauthorized game you had with the varsity, but I'm going to be fair and pretend I didn't hear anything. How about we make a deal? Any detentions, trouble, or anything for that matter that happened in the past- I don't care about it." Excited gasps and whispers could be heard around the group and vanished just as quickly once he continued talking. "Let's start off with a clean slate and then you can judge for yourself, after you get to know me, what you think of me and I'll do the same to you. How does that sound?" He smiled, awaiting their replies.
After looking at the group, Charlie took the initiative to skate in front of the coach and stuck out his hand. "I'm Charlie, the captain of the team and I say you got yourself a deal."
After they shook hands, he introduced himself as Blake and the only rule he has is to treat everyone fairly and equally. "Since that is my rule, I expect everyone of you to stick by it and I will do the same. This means since I will call each of you by your first name, you can too."
Averman skated next to him, place his hand on the shoulder nearest him and with his most serious face said, "Okay, Blake." The team erupted in giggles. It was obvious that this new adjustment was awkward since he was the only teacher that allowed the students to call him by his first name. Blake turned to him. "And you are?"
Sensing that he probably got in trouble with the coach on his first day, he replied, "The name's Dwayne."
A "hey" could be heard in the background, revealing his fib so he settled with a low, "Averman" while skating back to the group.
"Averman. Don't worry, you're not in trouble yet." He went around the group, asking for their name and the position they played. "Okay, let's get started," he began. He looked around in confusion, while the ducks started skating away. "Wait, where are you going? I haven't begun to tell you what to do yet."
"But we know you want us to warm up and do laps," Guy told him. Then it was his turn to be confused. "Don't you?"
A smile spread on Blake's face. "Actually, if you would've let me finish, I was going to ask you to change and treat you to pizza. My treat."
The crowd erupted in some confused whispers, others excited chats, and the rink escalated in volume until Charlie quieted them down. "That's a nice offer, but coach, we have a game in less than four weeks."
"Charlie, if you want to win, I have to gain the team's trust first, which is why I'm taking you guys out so that we can get to know each other better," he stated matter of fact. "And you guys just show me that you don't trust my ability as a coach," he held his hand up to quiet any counter replies. "And that's alright. If I win your trusts, you guys won't question any of my instructions because it will be clear that all my judgments are for the better of the team." After a moment of silent to let his speech sink in, he continued, "So after you guys get changed, meet me in the faculty's parking lot and I'll drive you there. Class dismissed."
The team dispersed into their locker room and excited chatters could be heard throughout the hallways. "Man, what was I worrying about?" Russ yelled so that he could be heard amongst the chatters.
"Yeah, he seems pretty cool," Julie added.
Goldberg joined in, "Anyone who treats me in a free pizza is alright in my book, but he's going to regret this."
The group erupted into fits of laughter knowing what he meant. One by one, the group left the room with a smile plastered on their face. This was going to be a great hockey semester.
A/N: You know what to do. If you don't know what to write but liked it, then say that. It doesn't need to be elaborate and in full details. Just something so that I know I'm not wasting my time writing this.