*sigh* Everytime I get ready for a really big update ff.net starts acting screwy again....oh well...heres a really long chapter to make up for all that :o) :o) :o)
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::Averman's POV::

It was almost one in the morning, all the kids in my cabin were FINNALY asleep. I was contemplating the idea of calling Guy. I thought for a minuet. He might still be up, right? I shrugged as I pulled out my phone card and punched in the numbers.

"Please enter your card number." The automated voice commanded. I punched in more numbers. I went through the rest of the process, before finally dialing Guy's number. It rang four times before anyone picked up the phone.

"Hello?" A scratchy voice answered.

"Guy?" I asked, realizing that one o'clock in the morning might not exactly be the best time...oh well.

"Mmmmm." He groaned.

"It's me...Averman."

"What do you want?" He asked, groggily.

"I- um, well."

"Spit it out!" He demanded.

"I need your help."

"Do you KNOW what time it is?" He asked.

"Yeah, but I really really need your help."

"Fine." Guy answered, sounding more awake.

"Okay, well there's this guy and he really likes this girl but he doesn't know if the girl likes him back but he really likes her and she wants her to go out with him but he really doesn't know all that much about her, except that he likes her and that she's beautiful, and nice, and...amazing and-"

"Averman?" He asked cutting me off.

"Are you by any chance the guy in this scenario?"

"Um, well."

"Oh...My..."

I thought that he was going to continue, but after that all I heard from Guy over the phone was what sounded like someone erupting in a fit of laughter.

"Guy, this is NOT helping."

"Okay, okay, sorry...." He said, taking a few deep breaths. "Well, I guess if you don't know that much about her then you should try to get to know her better before you make a move, being friends first always helps."

"Friends first." I mumbled.

"Yeah." Guy replied.

"Okay, anything else?"

"Um, good luck man." He said with a chuckle.

"Okay, well thanks."

"Yeah, oh- and Averman? If you ever call me again at one in the morning I WILL hurt you."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"See ya."

"Bye." I said as I hung up the phone.

"What a great friend." I said jokingly to myself as I settled into bed.

:::Connie's view:::

I woke up early the next morning for some reason. I wasn't sure exactly why, but it was Friday which was open ice day at the school rink so I decided to head over there and skate around for a while. To my surprise there was already someone out on the ice when I got to the rink- Adam.

I took a seat in the bleachers for a minuet to watch him. The ice was his element, when he was practicing or playing he was such a different person to me, he was no longer what I considered to be the strong silent type, he became tough and aggressive, yet it all seemed so effortless for him.

After a while of sitting there he realized that someone was watching him and skated over to me as I began lacing up my skates.

"Hey, what are you doing here so early?" He asked.

"I might ask you the same question."

"Okay, point taken." He said as I followed him back out onto the ice.

"So um-" He started awkwardly. "Have you talked to Julie?"

I giggled. "Adam, do you like Julie?"

"Of couse I like Ju-"

"No, for real...do you LIKE her?"

"Yes." He answered quietly.

I smiled. "I know."

"Well if you knew then why did you have to ask?" Adam asked defensively.

"I just wanted to um, you know, make sure."

"Okay, anyway, now that I've spilled my guts; have you talked to her?"

"Oh...yeah." I replied, uncomfortably, not wanting to tell him what had been going on with Julie- but knowing that I could, that I could trust him, that he deserved to know.

"Well?" Adam asked.

"Well- I guess you should know that Julie is kind of having a hard time back in Maine." I told Adam reluctantly. Slowly I began to tell him most of the events that had gone on with Julie in the past two weeks. "I think you should call her." I told him. "I think that she'd like to hear from you."

"Me?"

"Yeah....you should."

:::Adam's POV:::

I sat by the phone with an old...almost expired phone card that I had hardly ever used.

"Just do it, Banks." I muttered to myself as I picked up the phone. After punching in various series of numbers I finally got Julie's mom on the phone.

"Hello?" She answered cheerfully.

"Is Julie there?" I asked.

"Sure. Just one moment." After a few seconds Julie picked up the phone.

"Hello?" She asked dully.

"Hey Julie...it's me, Adam."

"Banks?" She asked, as he voice seemed to perk up a little bit.

"How many Adams do you know?" I joked.

She giggled a little bit. "Whats up?"

"Nothing, I just thought I'd call to see how you were, how your summer was going."

"Oh, I'm okay. I mean, nothing really great has been going on but it's been nice." She said half-heartedly. From what Connie had told me she was obviously lying.

There was a strange pause before I spoke up again. The whole thing went on like that, very uncomfortable for me, but it sounded as if Julie was enjoying it.

"So, do you think you'll call back, maybe next week?" She asked.

"Sure, I mean- if you want me to."

"Yeah, that'd be great."

"Great." I said, breathing a sigh of relief. Did this mean that she liked me?

"All right, well I'll talk to you then."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I was in heaven...

:::Luis' POV:::

I could summarize my summer so far in two words: doing nothing. I had talked to my dad a few weeks before I had left home. He told me that he was going to be in New York on business for the first two weeks I was home, but when we got home we were going to have the best time ever. He promised to take me to baseball games, and that we would go fishing, and tons of other stuff--- I couldn't wait! He was supposed to be coming home today, so when I heard a car pull up into the driveway I jumped to go see if it was him. There was a limo in the driveway, and I smiled as my father got out of it. There was someone else with him, a woman that I had never seen before. She looked young, she had to be about thirty. My dad was almost forty-two, what didn't seem right about this picture? Were they going out? My mind was rushing, filling with questions.

"Hey son!" My dad said as he walked into the house and put his arms around me.

"Hola mi padre." I replied in Spanish.

"Long time no see, aye?" He said smiling. "Let me look at you, have you grown?"

I shrugged. "Maybe an inch."

"Oh, Luis I have some very exciting news for you. This is Carmen," He said in reference to the tall, beautiful blond now standing next to him. "she and I have been dating since you left for school, and we have decided to get married."

"Get married?" I asked.

"Yes, the wedding is next week. I know it sounds sudden but we've been dating all year, and this just seemed like the right time. Our honeymoon is the next five or six weeks in the Bahamas. Were renting a house there, on the beach. Doesn't it sound magical?"

I stood there idly, not knowing what to say. More than anything I was mad at my dad. He had promised so many things for us to do TOGETHER this summer, and now this Carmen girl had ruined it all. He was getting married? I couldn't believe it!

"Luis, say something...please?" My father asked.

"­Yo no se que pensar! ­Estoy muy enojado a t£, mi Padre! Yo say-" I ripped off in Spanish, I knew that would make him mad. I guess that's what I wanted.

"­Luis! ­Hablarlo en ingl‚s!" My father commanded.

I rolled my eyes.

"Do not show your father such disrespect!" He ordered.

I shook my head. "I owe you nothing." I grumbled, luckily my father didn't hear that comment. "So where am I supposed to stay while your gone?" I asked, expectant the worst.

"You will stay here, with your Aunt Estrella"

"I have to go live with loca ti  Estrella?!" I asked, this was even worse. The woman was a nut.

"Luis, your aunt is a wonderful woman."

"Pa, she talks to her potted plants!" I yelled.

"This is too much! The LEAST you could do would be to send me back to Minneapolis, at least there people CARE about me!" I exclaimed, and with that I bolted up the stairs to my room.

-...back in the living room...-

"I can't believe that." Carols Mendoza sighed.

"He's just upset. It'll get better." Carmen reasoned.

"Ha- you don't know my son!" Carols paused. "I need to be alone." He said, walking out onto the balcony.

Carmen knew what she had to do...she had to talk to Luis.

:::back 2 Luis' POV:::

I laid on my bed with a pillow over my head. I wished that I could go back to Minnesota. I thought that last year had been the worst time ever, but going back there would be heaven compared to this.

"Knock knock." I heard a voice from the outside. It was HER...the evil Carmen. "Can I come in?" She asked.

"Sure." I groaned, here we go....this would be interesting...

"Hi, I'm Carmen. We really didn't get a chance to say anything to each other so I thought that we could talk a bit."

"Oh." I replied simply.

"You know, I'm surprised that your father hasn't really mentioned much about you."

"I'm not." I said. "He thinks that because I go to bording school for the year he can forget that I exist."

"I'm sorry." She said. Strangely enough it sounded genuine. "Why did you go to boarding school?"

"My hockey team got a scholarship."

"Oh, you play hockey?"

I nodded.

"That sounds like a lot of fun, I bet your good at it, huh?" She asked.

"I guess." I replied.

Before I knew it we were talking and laughing and having a great time. Carmen was going to make a really cool step-mom....and as for dad, well time would tell.....

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U asked for Luis....so there ya go...he's all depressed too- lol, sorry! I'm so negative....but I like the whole Julie and Adam, I don't really know where that's gonna go yet....but- I do have some more stuff planned for Averman, and maybe for Guy & Connie....but enough about MY plans....what do YOU wanna see?! PLEASE review!!!!!! (that is if ff.net will Let you!!!!!!" grrrrr) oh yeah...and feel free to correct my Spanish becuase I was too lazy to look any of it up- and my Spanish isn't all that great...I did get straight A's last year though- go me hehehe.