Kayla Bennet took a deep breath, as she turned the corner to the duck's hall way of the boys' dorm. The brown carpet, and beige walls looked more drab, and uninviting than usual. Slowly, she approached dorm room number 218, a familiar one, obviously, because it was Adam's.
"Calm down!" She told herself, quietly, as she knocked quietly on the door.
A few moments after that, Kayla heard someone inside the room, unlatching the dead bolt, and twisting the door knob open, and there stood Adam Banks on the other side of the door, his face firmly set in a serious expression.
"Hey." He greeted her, in monotone.
"Hey, yourself." She replied.
"Come in." He offered, shutting the door behind her.
"What did you want to talk about?" Kayla asked, taking a seat on Portman's bed.
Adam looked down, and then back into Kayla's bright green eyes. "I just wanted to tell you-" Adam paused to take a breath. "That I'm in love with you."
Kayla's eyes widened. Had those words really just come out of Adam Banks' mouth? Tears brimmed in Kayla's eyes as she thought back over her memories of Adam. A few months ago she would have done anything to hear him say those words, but now- things were different.
"Adam-"
"God, Kayla please! Don't do this!" Adam moaned. "Please just say that you love me back, can't you just do that?" He begged. ?It hurt so much for me to say that. You're the first girl I've felt this way about since-"
"Since Star?" Kayla asked, cutting him off. "That's all I am to you! A way to get over Star! Adam, listen to me. I'm a person too! I have my own life, and I've told people before, you included, but I'll say it again. I feel like I'm living her life! I've got her room, her friends, and you! And you want to know what? I don't want it- any of it."
"Kayla please-"
"Adam!" She yelled back.
Adam was taken aback, he had never heard the meek girl even raise her voice before. "Look, I can't do this right now. I've got a game. I'll see you later, and we can sort all of this out. Later, Kayla." He told her, grabbing his bag, and heading to the ice rink.
So there Kayla stood, in the middle of Adam Banks' empty room, alone. She felt numb, almost, like crying. However, no tears would come. She decided the only thing to do was to walk back to her dorm. Maybe Nicci, Kat, and Mari Anne would have some of their words of wisdom.
"Hey,guys." Kayla said, stopping short as she entered her room. There stood her three friends, with their hair tied up in pony tails held by purple, white, and green ribbon. They were dressed in Eden Hall t-shirts, and jeans, and to top it all of, were in the middle of painting their faces.
"Hey Kay!" Nicci exclaimed. "Come on, get ready for the game! It's going to be awesome."
"You're kidding." She mumbled.
"Come on!" Kat exclaimed. "Where's your school spirit?"
"I don't think I'm going to the game tonight, you guys."
"Now you're kidding." Mari Anne interjected. "This is going to be huge. It's the Kennedy Prep School Armadillos verses the Eden Hall Mighty Ducks! Were going to dominate!"
Kayla shrugged, sitting down on her bed. "I just- I don't feel well." She explained.
"Do you need to go to the nurse?" Kat asked, sitting down beside her.
"No. I'm just going to turn in early. You all have fun." She smiled.
"Okay, but you seriously don't know what your missing. They have the best center in the whole state- well you know, besides Banks. Are you sure you don't wanna go?" Mari Anne went on.
"Leave her alone! Come on lets go, were gonna miss the first face off!" Nicci grumbled, pulling her friend out of the room. "Feel better, Kayla!" She yelled back to her room mate.
It was then that Kayla let her tears fall. She wanted Dwayne to like her, and she really did want to go to the game that night, but it would have been too hard to see Adam so soon. After a few more minuets, Kayla cried herself into a dreamless sleep.
Halfway across campus, the first period had just ended, and the ducks were up 1-0 over Kennedy Prep School.
"Good work, Ducks." Orion praised his team the back in the locker room. "Keep playing hard- no more stupid penalties, all right, Cowboy?" He asked.
Dwayne nodded, still feeling stupid about tripping number 43 during the last minuet of the period. His head hadn't been where it needed to be. He had been searching in the stands for Kayla. He thought that surly she would have made it to this game.
Adam Banks sat across from Dwayne. He was pretending to listen to Coach Orian, when in reality he was trying to mentally push aside the pain in his ankle, he hadn't had time to wrap it before the game, because he had been in his dorm room talking to Kayla.
After Coach Orion's pep talk in the locker room, Adam took his place at center ice for the face off, Charlie was on his right, and Guy to his left, with the bash brothers on defense. The first period had been tough, and Adam was wondering how long he was going to last this period.
Kennedy high won the face off, and starting moving into their zone. Charlie stole the puck and started out on a break away. Adam, and the rest of the ducks Close behind him. At the duck's blue line Banks was knocked off balance by a Kennedy defenseman, he felt his weight awkwardly shift onto his ankle, after that all he heard as he hit the ice was a crack, followed by a mind numbing pain. Life couldn't get worse.
"Calm down!" She told herself, quietly, as she knocked quietly on the door.
A few moments after that, Kayla heard someone inside the room, unlatching the dead bolt, and twisting the door knob open, and there stood Adam Banks on the other side of the door, his face firmly set in a serious expression.
"Hey." He greeted her, in monotone.
"Hey, yourself." She replied.
"Come in." He offered, shutting the door behind her.
"What did you want to talk about?" Kayla asked, taking a seat on Portman's bed.
Adam looked down, and then back into Kayla's bright green eyes. "I just wanted to tell you-" Adam paused to take a breath. "That I'm in love with you."
Kayla's eyes widened. Had those words really just come out of Adam Banks' mouth? Tears brimmed in Kayla's eyes as she thought back over her memories of Adam. A few months ago she would have done anything to hear him say those words, but now- things were different.
"Adam-"
"God, Kayla please! Don't do this!" Adam moaned. "Please just say that you love me back, can't you just do that?" He begged. ?It hurt so much for me to say that. You're the first girl I've felt this way about since-"
"Since Star?" Kayla asked, cutting him off. "That's all I am to you! A way to get over Star! Adam, listen to me. I'm a person too! I have my own life, and I've told people before, you included, but I'll say it again. I feel like I'm living her life! I've got her room, her friends, and you! And you want to know what? I don't want it- any of it."
"Kayla please-"
"Adam!" She yelled back.
Adam was taken aback, he had never heard the meek girl even raise her voice before. "Look, I can't do this right now. I've got a game. I'll see you later, and we can sort all of this out. Later, Kayla." He told her, grabbing his bag, and heading to the ice rink.
So there Kayla stood, in the middle of Adam Banks' empty room, alone. She felt numb, almost, like crying. However, no tears would come. She decided the only thing to do was to walk back to her dorm. Maybe Nicci, Kat, and Mari Anne would have some of their words of wisdom.
"Hey,guys." Kayla said, stopping short as she entered her room. There stood her three friends, with their hair tied up in pony tails held by purple, white, and green ribbon. They were dressed in Eden Hall t-shirts, and jeans, and to top it all of, were in the middle of painting their faces.
"Hey Kay!" Nicci exclaimed. "Come on, get ready for the game! It's going to be awesome."
"You're kidding." She mumbled.
"Come on!" Kat exclaimed. "Where's your school spirit?"
"I don't think I'm going to the game tonight, you guys."
"Now you're kidding." Mari Anne interjected. "This is going to be huge. It's the Kennedy Prep School Armadillos verses the Eden Hall Mighty Ducks! Were going to dominate!"
Kayla shrugged, sitting down on her bed. "I just- I don't feel well." She explained.
"Do you need to go to the nurse?" Kat asked, sitting down beside her.
"No. I'm just going to turn in early. You all have fun." She smiled.
"Okay, but you seriously don't know what your missing. They have the best center in the whole state- well you know, besides Banks. Are you sure you don't wanna go?" Mari Anne went on.
"Leave her alone! Come on lets go, were gonna miss the first face off!" Nicci grumbled, pulling her friend out of the room. "Feel better, Kayla!" She yelled back to her room mate.
It was then that Kayla let her tears fall. She wanted Dwayne to like her, and she really did want to go to the game that night, but it would have been too hard to see Adam so soon. After a few more minuets, Kayla cried herself into a dreamless sleep.
Halfway across campus, the first period had just ended, and the ducks were up 1-0 over Kennedy Prep School.
"Good work, Ducks." Orion praised his team the back in the locker room. "Keep playing hard- no more stupid penalties, all right, Cowboy?" He asked.
Dwayne nodded, still feeling stupid about tripping number 43 during the last minuet of the period. His head hadn't been where it needed to be. He had been searching in the stands for Kayla. He thought that surly she would have made it to this game.
Adam Banks sat across from Dwayne. He was pretending to listen to Coach Orian, when in reality he was trying to mentally push aside the pain in his ankle, he hadn't had time to wrap it before the game, because he had been in his dorm room talking to Kayla.
After Coach Orion's pep talk in the locker room, Adam took his place at center ice for the face off, Charlie was on his right, and Guy to his left, with the bash brothers on defense. The first period had been tough, and Adam was wondering how long he was going to last this period.
Kennedy high won the face off, and starting moving into their zone. Charlie stole the puck and started out on a break away. Adam, and the rest of the ducks Close behind him. At the duck's blue line Banks was knocked off balance by a Kennedy defenseman, he felt his weight awkwardly shift onto his ankle, after that all he heard as he hit the ice was a crack, followed by a mind numbing pain. Life couldn't get worse.
