:::Connie's POV:::
After the hockey game I decided to skate to Charlie's, along with Guy, and Fulton. We were tired, and just wanted to go back and watch a movie, and get something to eat.
"Adam's game was off today." Charlie noted.
"Yeah, I noticed that." I shrugged. I had come to the conclusion that he was kind of wrapped up in his thoughts with Julie. I mean, I knew how much he really did like her now. I wished that I could tap the phone line or something to hear what they talked about during their conversations. It would be so...fun! However, I wasn't about to volunteer that information to Guy, Charlie, and Fulton. It was a confidence that Adam had shared with me, and I wasn't about to break it. That would be wrong...
"Actually, I think it's his wrist." Fulton jumped in, interrupting me from my thoughts.
"No way!" Charlie exclaimed. "We should keep an eye on him, you know how he tries to conceal these things."
We all nodded.
Hanging out at Charlie's that night was fun. We just watched some movies, and ate junk food until about ten o'clock at night.
"Wow, I didn't realize how late it is. My mom'll be worried." Fulton said. "See you guys tomorrow." He said. We had booked the ice at Eden Hall, sort of an early practice, without a coach. It was going to be different, that was for sure.
"We should get home Cons, I'll skate with you." Guy offered.
"I'm a big girl, Guy. I think I can find my own way home."
He shook his head. "Come on, please? It's late. I don't want you to go alone."
I looked to Charlie for support. He would be on my side for sure, right?
"Just let him take you home."
I sighed at Charlie. I couldn't believe that he was on Guy's side. Wait a second, was he trying to get us back together? Had they talked about this, I mean really talked, as in `guy talk'? Was the team ganging up against me? Woah, now I was getting really paranoid about this.
"Come on, Connie. See you later, Charlie."
"So what do you think everybody else is doing right now?" Guy asked as we started out on our way back to her house.
"I don't know." She sighed. "It's getting late. Their probably turning into bed. Unless their all out partying."
Guy nodded. "Wow, look at those stars." He said pointing to the stars. He said, as we were skating through the old park, not far from my house.
I looked up to the sky. They were a lot brighter than they had been in a while.
"Aren't they beautiful?" Guy asked.
"Guy stop it." I sighed.
"What?" He asked, raising his voice.
"Stop trying to `whoo me'."
"Do what? I'm not trying to-"
"I'm not getting back together with you!"
"Connie I-"
"Save it."
:::Guy's POV:::
What had just happened here? I hadn't done anything except point out that the stars looked brighter than usual. Could we ever just be friend again? Summer sucks....
:::Adam's POV:::
The next morning I had to get up early. I knew that we had the ice at six that morning. We wanted to get an early practice in, partly so we could practice getting up for school practices, and partly because it was the only time that we could have the ice. Most of the time during the week was scheduled for free skate. A lot of the varsity liked to hang out then, and some other random kids, and sometimes the figure skaters used it.
When I got to the rink I noticed that everyone was kind of giving me strange looks, then again, what else was new.
I noticed that everyone was laying off me during the game too.
"Hey, Charlie, whats up? Seems like everybody's holding back or something." I asked during a water break.
Charlie shrugged. "How's the wrist?" He asked.
Now it made sense. "Fine!" I answered, truthfully.
"Adam, come on, for real." Charlie coaxed.
"I'm serious!"
Charlie just shook his head. "Your bad at lying, Adam."
I groaned, inwardly. Why wasn't anyone believing me? What had lead them to think that something was wrong in the first place? Didn't anyone trust me anymore? I was with Guy...summer sucks.
:::Julie's POV:::
I talked to Adam the afternoon after the duck's unofficial practice. When I hung up the phone my mother was right there.
"Who was that?" She asked.
"Nobody." I replied, glancing back down at the magazine that I had been flipping through earlier.
"Julie!" My mother insisted.
"Adam." I replied.
"Julie, you know what your father said about calling-"
"He called me!" I protested.
My mother just shook her head and walked again. I couldn't stand that. They still didn't understand how much I needed the phone connection to Minnesota. Why didn't my parent's get it? Did they even care? You know what. I'm with Guy...and Adam...summer sucks.
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Dumm deee dumm....yeah, I'm pretty much running dry with inspiration for this fic...basically just trying to end it as quickly and painlessly as possible, and move on to the sequal.....yay! :o) Soooo...anybody have any ideas? Anything ya'll wanna see? Review...let me know.....talk to me! ;o) lol laterz! -kat
After the hockey game I decided to skate to Charlie's, along with Guy, and Fulton. We were tired, and just wanted to go back and watch a movie, and get something to eat.
"Adam's game was off today." Charlie noted.
"Yeah, I noticed that." I shrugged. I had come to the conclusion that he was kind of wrapped up in his thoughts with Julie. I mean, I knew how much he really did like her now. I wished that I could tap the phone line or something to hear what they talked about during their conversations. It would be so...fun! However, I wasn't about to volunteer that information to Guy, Charlie, and Fulton. It was a confidence that Adam had shared with me, and I wasn't about to break it. That would be wrong...
"Actually, I think it's his wrist." Fulton jumped in, interrupting me from my thoughts.
"No way!" Charlie exclaimed. "We should keep an eye on him, you know how he tries to conceal these things."
We all nodded.
Hanging out at Charlie's that night was fun. We just watched some movies, and ate junk food until about ten o'clock at night.
"Wow, I didn't realize how late it is. My mom'll be worried." Fulton said. "See you guys tomorrow." He said. We had booked the ice at Eden Hall, sort of an early practice, without a coach. It was going to be different, that was for sure.
"We should get home Cons, I'll skate with you." Guy offered.
"I'm a big girl, Guy. I think I can find my own way home."
He shook his head. "Come on, please? It's late. I don't want you to go alone."
I looked to Charlie for support. He would be on my side for sure, right?
"Just let him take you home."
I sighed at Charlie. I couldn't believe that he was on Guy's side. Wait a second, was he trying to get us back together? Had they talked about this, I mean really talked, as in `guy talk'? Was the team ganging up against me? Woah, now I was getting really paranoid about this.
"Come on, Connie. See you later, Charlie."
"So what do you think everybody else is doing right now?" Guy asked as we started out on our way back to her house.
"I don't know." She sighed. "It's getting late. Their probably turning into bed. Unless their all out partying."
Guy nodded. "Wow, look at those stars." He said pointing to the stars. He said, as we were skating through the old park, not far from my house.
I looked up to the sky. They were a lot brighter than they had been in a while.
"Aren't they beautiful?" Guy asked.
"Guy stop it." I sighed.
"What?" He asked, raising his voice.
"Stop trying to `whoo me'."
"Do what? I'm not trying to-"
"I'm not getting back together with you!"
"Connie I-"
"Save it."
:::Guy's POV:::
What had just happened here? I hadn't done anything except point out that the stars looked brighter than usual. Could we ever just be friend again? Summer sucks....
:::Adam's POV:::
The next morning I had to get up early. I knew that we had the ice at six that morning. We wanted to get an early practice in, partly so we could practice getting up for school practices, and partly because it was the only time that we could have the ice. Most of the time during the week was scheduled for free skate. A lot of the varsity liked to hang out then, and some other random kids, and sometimes the figure skaters used it.
When I got to the rink I noticed that everyone was kind of giving me strange looks, then again, what else was new.
I noticed that everyone was laying off me during the game too.
"Hey, Charlie, whats up? Seems like everybody's holding back or something." I asked during a water break.
Charlie shrugged. "How's the wrist?" He asked.
Now it made sense. "Fine!" I answered, truthfully.
"Adam, come on, for real." Charlie coaxed.
"I'm serious!"
Charlie just shook his head. "Your bad at lying, Adam."
I groaned, inwardly. Why wasn't anyone believing me? What had lead them to think that something was wrong in the first place? Didn't anyone trust me anymore? I was with Guy...summer sucks.
:::Julie's POV:::
I talked to Adam the afternoon after the duck's unofficial practice. When I hung up the phone my mother was right there.
"Who was that?" She asked.
"Nobody." I replied, glancing back down at the magazine that I had been flipping through earlier.
"Julie!" My mother insisted.
"Adam." I replied.
"Julie, you know what your father said about calling-"
"He called me!" I protested.
My mother just shook her head and walked again. I couldn't stand that. They still didn't understand how much I needed the phone connection to Minnesota. Why didn't my parent's get it? Did they even care? You know what. I'm with Guy...and Adam...summer sucks.
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Dumm deee dumm....yeah, I'm pretty much running dry with inspiration for this fic...basically just trying to end it as quickly and painlessly as possible, and move on to the sequal.....yay! :o) Soooo...anybody have any ideas? Anything ya'll wanna see? Review...let me know.....talk to me! ;o) lol laterz! -kat