Disclaimer: I own nothing in this one...only the plot.

A/N: Orginally this was going to be the first chapter of a completly new fic but with school starting I won't have time to continue with it AND the other one I talked about a few chapters back. So I just edited it to fit with LITS, and there will be three parts to this. This one, one where Julie finds out Connie left Minnesota, and one where Connie goes to see Julie to tell her she's getting married missing moment from SHM. Since this was going to be it's own fic it's in Julie's point of view, it's different but I sort of like it. Plus, I like Julie way more after writing this.

You would think that I and Connie would be best friends seeing as how we're the only girls on a mostly boy hockey team. We're not. We're not even close to friends. She never talks to me; if she has to she has a look of disdain on her face. I think she hates me, but I haven't given her a reason too. I'm a nice person, aren't I? Sure, I would think that but I'm not a mean personal at all.

We found out we had to room together for the junior goodwill games and that's when I realized she didn't like me. I looked over at her when we were told and saw her frown. At that point we hadn't even talked! Whenever we were alone together for whatever reason she would just act like I wasn't even there. Like I didn't exist. She was so good at ignoring me I had to pinch myself to make sure I did exist.

At first I thought it was just because she was so used to being the only girl and I kept telling myself she would come around eventually. She never did. As I was getting use to the guys I considered talking to one of them about it. Charlie, Goldberg, Averman, Jesse, Adam and especially Guy were too close to Connie, so they were out. Dwayne and Luis were in love with her, they were out. Portman and Russ wouldn't care or understand. I was confused about what Fulton would think. He's friends with Connie but he's also was neutral to most things that went on. Maybe Ken? He'd be good to talk to.

I didn't do anything for a few weeks. The silence was killing me. I told Portman about it and he said I should just confront her about it. Ugh. He doesn't understand, Connie somewhat scares me…He told me that if I really wanted to talk to someone about it, to talk to Fulton, that he was like Gandhi or something.

After the game against Russia I decided to talk to Fulton. We only had the championship game left and I really wanted to be friends with Connie! We were all going out for ice cream after we got changed. I was usually one of the last out so I wouldn't have to go walk back with Connie in the silence. Fulton was about to leave the locker room when I came out of the girls changing room.

I grabbed my bag from the bench and hurried to catch up with him. "Hey Fulton, can I talk to you about something?" He looked at me in surprise and shrugged his shoulders, and I began, "Connie doesn't like me and for the life of me I can't figure out why."

He didn't say anything and when I glanced at him he looked like he was contemplating what to tell me. He opened his mouth and then immediately closed it.

"What is it? Fult, you can tell me." I coaxed him. He knew why. I knew it. He stopped walking and turned to look at me. "Fult?"

"Connie is Connie. That's something you've got to understand." I frowned as he continued. "You know of the original District 5 team?"

I nodded, "What does that have to do with this?" I was getting bit frustrated. Don't play games! Just get to the point!

"You heard of Tammy Duncan, right?" He asked me. Again I nodded. "She's a lot like Connie. She and Connie became close after Tammy joined the Ducks. Well when it came time to come out here and become Team USA, Tammy's mom decided to move and get Tammy and her brother Tommy back into figure skating." Fulton explained to me. He started walking again.

"I still don't understand." I say. I don't. Call me blonde if you want to but what did Tammy Duncan have to do with me?

I saw him roll his eyes, and I begin to drag my bag behind me. "Let me put it like this, Tammy and Connie were friends. Tammy moved. That hurt Connie."

I took it all in and realized why Connie was avoiding me. "She's afraid that if she gets attached to me she'll lose me too?" I asked him.

He nodded and we reached the others. They looked annoyed at us for being late.

When we got back to our hotel room Connie went straight to change into her pajamas as she usually did. I changed into mine and put my hair up in a pony tail. Connie came out and sat on her bed then leaned over to turn off her lamp.

"Connie?" She looked up surprised. I stopped trying to talk to her a few weeks ago.

"What?" Don't have to get an attitude! Jeeze…

"We can be friends, you know." I tell her, and then add, "It wouldn't kill you to talk to me."

Connie frowned. "Which one of the guys have you been talking to?"

"Fulton." I admit. I hope when I wake up he's still alive…wait I hope I'm still alive.

"Julie, please don't take it personally but I really don't think I can take losing a friend again," She smiled to herself and added, "Tammy and I were really close. If you and I become close you're just going to leave and go home in a few days."

"True. If I promise I won't ever leave you, will you be willing to be friends?" So, I would have to leave, but I really want to talk to another girl!

Connie stared at me for a minute. "Julie you're leaving in a few days after the Iceland game! I just said that!"

I tell her, "Yes but if I promise I won't ever leave you, I can leave you physically, but not mentally! Besides, I know this is going to sound corny but wouldn't it be better to have loved and lost then to never have loved?" I said laughing as I do so. I just sounded like a total idiot and made absolutely no sense doing so. Connie begins laughing too.

"You know, I think this can work." She says and I smile.

"Really? I was just saying random stuff."

"Exactly. I like that." She got up off her bed and came to me. Giving me her hand to shake she says, "Hi Julie. I'm Connie, and you're my new best friend." Only we have five days. Five days. I finally got her to open up to me and I'll be gone in a few days!

"Sounds like a plan!" I sounded a bit too exited there…I shook her hand.

Her eyes brows rose at me and she gave me a critical look. "Are you always like that?"

I tried to act like I didn't know what she was talking about. "Like what?"

Connie just smiled and turned off her lamp.

I made some progress at least.