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NEBULA2 - I know what you mean about Portman and Fulton, though I honestly never thought of it that way. Personally I think this is one of the best stories I've written. Anyways enjoy this update because it probably won't be until next weekend that I get another chapter up. Thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
BEANER - The reason why Connie is in hospital will be explained later, I've kind of written it as a flashback sorta thing. Enjoy this update because I probably won't be able to update again until next weekend thanks to my brilliant(laughs hysterically) making me go to bloody work experience even though I don't really need to. Anyways thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!!!
DUCKS-GO-QUACK-00 - Arrrr aren't you the sweetest, I'm not meaning to sound big headed but I really love this story and think it's one of my best. Anyways enjoy this update since it will probably be next week when I manage to update again. Thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!!
CHAPTER 02
Well after my chat with CJ in the toilets, I headed back out to the ducks. Julie was looking at me a little worried, but after throwing up, I felt a lot better, though CJ's words were running through my mind 'When you go to a lot of parties like me, you put a little weight on'. I thought CJ had the perfect body, so why did she think she had to throw up to keep her weight down. Then it hit me, maybe I looked fat at the side of her. I mean I wasn't half as thin as her, she had, had guys drooling over her last night at the party, but not a single one had looked at me.
"You feel better"? Julie asked, I noticed that some of the ducks including Guy had left the table.
"Yeah, a bit". I replied, getting up from the table to head to my first class.
"Aren't you gonna finish your breakfast"? Julie pursued the uneaten toast sat on the table.
"Nah, I'm not really hungry". I lied, after emptying my stomach I was starving, but I had decided on the spot that I needed to diet.
"Hang on a sec, we're in the class, we might as well walk together". She quickly stood and emptied her tray before heading out of the room with me, only quickly saying a goodbye to the guys. "So, what film do you fancy seeing"? She prompted a conversation.
"Ah". I began.
"Don't 'Ah' Con, we made plans, I haven't seen you all summer, we have a lot of catching up to do".
"But instead of a movie, wouldn't you prefer to go to a party"? I was hoping she would agree.
"Don't you think you did enough partying last night"? She argued.
"I promised CJ that I would go". I replied.
"Fine then, you go, I'm sure I can find someone else to hang out with". She picked up her pace.
"Julie, why are you pissed at me"? I picked up her pace.
"I'm not pissed". She responded plainly.
"Then why are you walking so fast"?
"Because we're late for class". She then picked up her pace even more.
I didn't know then, that I was soon going to lose my best friend, due to constant partying and betrayal of our friendship. We had been best friends since we were 12, when apart we rang each other at least once a day, much to our parents anger, I told her everything and knew I could trust her with my life.
I was called to the Dean's office later that day, I was shaking as I made my way down the corridor. I could still hear the class 'ohh-ing and ahh- ing' as I was called over the loudspeaker. I was ashamed that on my second day I was being called to see him, AND to make it worse, it was during math. As I stood, I noticed Guy's disapproving look, even CJ had giggled as I walked past her. I sat down in the Dean's office and the stern receptionist or whatever she might be, kept looking at me over the brim of her glasses.
"The Dean will see you now". Her voice boomed at me.
I slowly and tentatively made my way into his office. I had only met him 2 maybe 3 times, and each had been brief. I was scared this would go on my permanent record and my mom would find out. Oh Lord you might as well have killed me right there, if she was going to find out.
"Ah, Miss Moreau, please sit down". He offered me the seat opposite him. "I hear from last nights dorm supervisor Mrs Taggert, that you broke your curfew and were clearly drunk. What have you got to say for yourself"? He made me feel like I was 3 years old again.
"Nothing Sir". I mumbled.
"Haven't you got an excuse? Did you not know about curfew"? He probed.
"Yes sir, I knew. I just didn't realise I was THAT late". I felt like crying.
"Where did you buy the alcohol to get drunk Miss Moreau"? It was then that the perfect excuse hit me.
"I didn't mean to drink any alcohol, I swear I was drinking punch all night. It was only supposed to be an innocent party". I whined forcing a few tears to spill. "Someone must have spiked it, but I drank a lot of it because it was SO hot". I cried a little more.
"Ok, I'll let you off, this once. But may I suggest not going to off campus parties in future". He softened.
"I won't Sir, I promise". I lied through my teeth.
"You may go back to class". He ended the conversation.
I have to admit, that I was pretty darn pleased with myself. I had enjoyed myself last night, and gotten away with being late back and being as pissed as a fart, I couldn't wait to tell CJ. I managed to get through the rest of the day without getting into any trouble. I was questioned by the ducks as to why the Dean wanted to see me, I was even asked by Fulton about where I managed to get as drunk as I did. I told them all about how I hadn't intentionally gotten drunk but my drinks had been spiked, they bought it hook, line and sinker, but none where too pleased when Julie just 'happened to mention' that I was going out to another party that night.
Well my constant partying went on for a month or so, I had however managed not to be caught by the dorm supervisor again, after learning I could climb the drain pipe that just happened to be outside mine and Julies room. Julie however remained dead set against my going out, of which caused us to have many arguments that pushed her closer to the team and me further away. As you could probably guess my lack of concentration on the ice and bad playing did nothing but get me doing laps practise after practise. I was soon skipping every other practise and found myself continually sat on the bench in games. Coach Orion was far from impressed with me and we often had chats which ended in us both arguing with each other. I'm pretty surprised that I didn't manage to get myself thrown off the team.
My weight another big part of my life at the moment. The nights I didn't actually go out partying, I would get to bed early only to wake up at the crack of dawn to go running and then returning for breakfast to throw it all up again. I was proud of my new ability. I would eat my meals as usual, even wolfing down food, then dash off excusing myself with excuses such as I had homework or I was meeting with my new best friend CJ, of which I was more than likely doing neither, it was purely so I could run to the bathroom to throw up. Something I believed I had mastered since I now no longer had to stick my fingers down my throat to do.
I was drowning inside and spiralling out of control. Guy and I weren't on talking terms, but every so often, few words of resentment and cruelty were thrown at each other, mainly started by me. Not a single guy in this prepsville had looked twice at me, and to make it worse, Guy had millions of girls hanging from his arms. It pained me even more when I realised, Scooter, the varsity goalie had taken an interest in Julie. I began thinking that I was still too fat and began dieting even harder, only eating the healthiest of foods and eating little of them.
CJ and I soon stopped hanging together, probably due to my hideous jealousy of her, I often felt like the 3rd wheel when around her, what with her endless lists of boyfriends and my totally empty one. With CJ and partying out of the way, I actually started getting my mind back on hockey, much to Coach Orion's joy. I began pushing myself so hard during the games, that I made even Adam look as though he didn't push himself.
The game before we played varsity, I headed into mine and Julie's changing room with Julie close behind. I was still panting from the game, but I had managed to pass it off as exhilaration of our win, whilst on the ice and it had gone un-noticed, it didn't unfortunately go un-noticed by Julie.
"You ok"? Julie looked at me as she began taking her pads off.
"Yeah fine, I just played hard". I batted her comment away.
"You sure". She looked at me suspiciously, as I began taking my pads off.
"Yeah". I answered.
When I had got my pads off, I realized that my sweats I always wore underneath were wet through with sweat, of course this didn't go un-noticed by Julie. She commented on it and I snapped that it was just because I had played hard. I knew she hadn't bought my excuse but she dropped it all the same.
We made our way back to the dorms, and I went straight to bed, where I slept until the following morning, where practise was at 5am. The practise was gruelling and I found myself competing with myself to keep up. It was at the end of the practise that Coach Orion gave us back our Duck's jerseys. It brought a renewed spirit back to us and we were soon acting like we used to back in our team USA ducks days. After practise we went our separate ways, some of us, including me, went back to bed as it was a Saturday, the others went for breakfast and hung out together, I presume. I spent the biggest part of my weekend in bed, only exiting to go and have something to eat, even though I didn't know why I bothered since I only threw it back up.
Sunday afternoon was our big match against the varsity, I was slightly nervous about playing them. Sure we'd worked hard on certain skills that would definitely help us, but in the words of Coach Orion 'the way the wiped our faces in the dirt last time was no fluke' or something to that effect. We put our pads on in silence and entered the main part of the ice arena.
"This is for Hans". Charlie told us as we stepped onto the ice, forming a circle where we touched the ice in respect for Hans.
The game was brutal and I can't ever remember playing as hard as I did, I even found myself working TOGETHER with Guy, the first time in a long time. When Guy got checked into the boards I know my heart skipped a beat, but I pushed the thought aside and continued keeping my head in the game even though the arrival of Portman and his strip tease didn't help. When we won we spent time together on the ice celebrating, even more so with the added surprise Coach Bombay had added. I couldn't help but notice when Scooter skated up to Julie and pecked her on the cheek. I was overcome with jealousy, of which I scolded myself for. Just before we separated to get changed we all decided to go out for pizza in celebration of our win.
At the pizza place, I purposely sat at the end of the booth, mainly so after eating I could go to the bathroom and because Guy was sat at the back. We ate up and began chatting about the win, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. On my return I heard slight murmurings coming from the booth. I hid myself for a moment listening to the conversation between them.
"She looks so thin and fragile, has she been dieting or something". Adam whispered.
"I don't know, but I'm worried, after practise on Saturday morning, she could hardly catch her breath in the changing rooms and when she took her pads off she was wet through with sweat". Julie joined in.
"Yeah but we all worked really hard that practise, it's understandable". Fulton countered.
"Yeah but I worked just as hard as you guys and I have more and thicker padding than you guys, and I was no where near Connie's state". Julie returned.
"I agree with Julie, there's something up, she pushes herself even more than Adam and he pushes himself more than humanly possible". Charlie retorted, laughing a little at the Adam part.
"Talking behind my back huh? Nice to know exactly what you think about me". I snapped as I stepped around the corner of the booth and grabbed my jacket, before heading to the exit.
"Wait, Con, we're just worried about you". Julie began to follow, then the others.
"Well don't bother, if you were so worried why didn't you talk to me first before talking about me behind my back". I spat angrily. "Oh and here's what I owe for the pizza". I slammed a note down on the counter then left.
"Connie, wait up, let us explain". Charlie and the others followed.
"Forget it. Don't even come near me. I don't ever want to speak to you again. Oh and I quit the team". I snapped walking even faster.
When I got round the corner, I began to run, I ran all the way back to the dorms, before jumping on my bed and crying into my pillow. 15 minutes Julie came in and sat beside me. I jumped away from her. I felt betrayed by who I classed as my best friend, huh, I didn't realise that she was being my best friend there and then, it was me that had stopped being her best friend.
So what do you think?? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NEBULA2 - I know what you mean about Portman and Fulton, though I honestly never thought of it that way. Personally I think this is one of the best stories I've written. Anyways enjoy this update because it probably won't be until next weekend that I get another chapter up. Thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
BEANER - The reason why Connie is in hospital will be explained later, I've kind of written it as a flashback sorta thing. Enjoy this update because I probably won't be able to update again until next weekend thanks to my brilliant(laughs hysterically) making me go to bloody work experience even though I don't really need to. Anyways thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!!!
DUCKS-GO-QUACK-00 - Arrrr aren't you the sweetest, I'm not meaning to sound big headed but I really love this story and think it's one of my best. Anyways enjoy this update since it will probably be next week when I manage to update again. Thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!!
CHAPTER 02
Well after my chat with CJ in the toilets, I headed back out to the ducks. Julie was looking at me a little worried, but after throwing up, I felt a lot better, though CJ's words were running through my mind 'When you go to a lot of parties like me, you put a little weight on'. I thought CJ had the perfect body, so why did she think she had to throw up to keep her weight down. Then it hit me, maybe I looked fat at the side of her. I mean I wasn't half as thin as her, she had, had guys drooling over her last night at the party, but not a single one had looked at me.
"You feel better"? Julie asked, I noticed that some of the ducks including Guy had left the table.
"Yeah, a bit". I replied, getting up from the table to head to my first class.
"Aren't you gonna finish your breakfast"? Julie pursued the uneaten toast sat on the table.
"Nah, I'm not really hungry". I lied, after emptying my stomach I was starving, but I had decided on the spot that I needed to diet.
"Hang on a sec, we're in the class, we might as well walk together". She quickly stood and emptied her tray before heading out of the room with me, only quickly saying a goodbye to the guys. "So, what film do you fancy seeing"? She prompted a conversation.
"Ah". I began.
"Don't 'Ah' Con, we made plans, I haven't seen you all summer, we have a lot of catching up to do".
"But instead of a movie, wouldn't you prefer to go to a party"? I was hoping she would agree.
"Don't you think you did enough partying last night"? She argued.
"I promised CJ that I would go". I replied.
"Fine then, you go, I'm sure I can find someone else to hang out with". She picked up her pace.
"Julie, why are you pissed at me"? I picked up her pace.
"I'm not pissed". She responded plainly.
"Then why are you walking so fast"?
"Because we're late for class". She then picked up her pace even more.
I didn't know then, that I was soon going to lose my best friend, due to constant partying and betrayal of our friendship. We had been best friends since we were 12, when apart we rang each other at least once a day, much to our parents anger, I told her everything and knew I could trust her with my life.
I was called to the Dean's office later that day, I was shaking as I made my way down the corridor. I could still hear the class 'ohh-ing and ahh- ing' as I was called over the loudspeaker. I was ashamed that on my second day I was being called to see him, AND to make it worse, it was during math. As I stood, I noticed Guy's disapproving look, even CJ had giggled as I walked past her. I sat down in the Dean's office and the stern receptionist or whatever she might be, kept looking at me over the brim of her glasses.
"The Dean will see you now". Her voice boomed at me.
I slowly and tentatively made my way into his office. I had only met him 2 maybe 3 times, and each had been brief. I was scared this would go on my permanent record and my mom would find out. Oh Lord you might as well have killed me right there, if she was going to find out.
"Ah, Miss Moreau, please sit down". He offered me the seat opposite him. "I hear from last nights dorm supervisor Mrs Taggert, that you broke your curfew and were clearly drunk. What have you got to say for yourself"? He made me feel like I was 3 years old again.
"Nothing Sir". I mumbled.
"Haven't you got an excuse? Did you not know about curfew"? He probed.
"Yes sir, I knew. I just didn't realise I was THAT late". I felt like crying.
"Where did you buy the alcohol to get drunk Miss Moreau"? It was then that the perfect excuse hit me.
"I didn't mean to drink any alcohol, I swear I was drinking punch all night. It was only supposed to be an innocent party". I whined forcing a few tears to spill. "Someone must have spiked it, but I drank a lot of it because it was SO hot". I cried a little more.
"Ok, I'll let you off, this once. But may I suggest not going to off campus parties in future". He softened.
"I won't Sir, I promise". I lied through my teeth.
"You may go back to class". He ended the conversation.
I have to admit, that I was pretty darn pleased with myself. I had enjoyed myself last night, and gotten away with being late back and being as pissed as a fart, I couldn't wait to tell CJ. I managed to get through the rest of the day without getting into any trouble. I was questioned by the ducks as to why the Dean wanted to see me, I was even asked by Fulton about where I managed to get as drunk as I did. I told them all about how I hadn't intentionally gotten drunk but my drinks had been spiked, they bought it hook, line and sinker, but none where too pleased when Julie just 'happened to mention' that I was going out to another party that night.
Well my constant partying went on for a month or so, I had however managed not to be caught by the dorm supervisor again, after learning I could climb the drain pipe that just happened to be outside mine and Julies room. Julie however remained dead set against my going out, of which caused us to have many arguments that pushed her closer to the team and me further away. As you could probably guess my lack of concentration on the ice and bad playing did nothing but get me doing laps practise after practise. I was soon skipping every other practise and found myself continually sat on the bench in games. Coach Orion was far from impressed with me and we often had chats which ended in us both arguing with each other. I'm pretty surprised that I didn't manage to get myself thrown off the team.
My weight another big part of my life at the moment. The nights I didn't actually go out partying, I would get to bed early only to wake up at the crack of dawn to go running and then returning for breakfast to throw it all up again. I was proud of my new ability. I would eat my meals as usual, even wolfing down food, then dash off excusing myself with excuses such as I had homework or I was meeting with my new best friend CJ, of which I was more than likely doing neither, it was purely so I could run to the bathroom to throw up. Something I believed I had mastered since I now no longer had to stick my fingers down my throat to do.
I was drowning inside and spiralling out of control. Guy and I weren't on talking terms, but every so often, few words of resentment and cruelty were thrown at each other, mainly started by me. Not a single guy in this prepsville had looked twice at me, and to make it worse, Guy had millions of girls hanging from his arms. It pained me even more when I realised, Scooter, the varsity goalie had taken an interest in Julie. I began thinking that I was still too fat and began dieting even harder, only eating the healthiest of foods and eating little of them.
CJ and I soon stopped hanging together, probably due to my hideous jealousy of her, I often felt like the 3rd wheel when around her, what with her endless lists of boyfriends and my totally empty one. With CJ and partying out of the way, I actually started getting my mind back on hockey, much to Coach Orion's joy. I began pushing myself so hard during the games, that I made even Adam look as though he didn't push himself.
The game before we played varsity, I headed into mine and Julie's changing room with Julie close behind. I was still panting from the game, but I had managed to pass it off as exhilaration of our win, whilst on the ice and it had gone un-noticed, it didn't unfortunately go un-noticed by Julie.
"You ok"? Julie looked at me as she began taking her pads off.
"Yeah fine, I just played hard". I batted her comment away.
"You sure". She looked at me suspiciously, as I began taking my pads off.
"Yeah". I answered.
When I had got my pads off, I realized that my sweats I always wore underneath were wet through with sweat, of course this didn't go un-noticed by Julie. She commented on it and I snapped that it was just because I had played hard. I knew she hadn't bought my excuse but she dropped it all the same.
We made our way back to the dorms, and I went straight to bed, where I slept until the following morning, where practise was at 5am. The practise was gruelling and I found myself competing with myself to keep up. It was at the end of the practise that Coach Orion gave us back our Duck's jerseys. It brought a renewed spirit back to us and we were soon acting like we used to back in our team USA ducks days. After practise we went our separate ways, some of us, including me, went back to bed as it was a Saturday, the others went for breakfast and hung out together, I presume. I spent the biggest part of my weekend in bed, only exiting to go and have something to eat, even though I didn't know why I bothered since I only threw it back up.
Sunday afternoon was our big match against the varsity, I was slightly nervous about playing them. Sure we'd worked hard on certain skills that would definitely help us, but in the words of Coach Orion 'the way the wiped our faces in the dirt last time was no fluke' or something to that effect. We put our pads on in silence and entered the main part of the ice arena.
"This is for Hans". Charlie told us as we stepped onto the ice, forming a circle where we touched the ice in respect for Hans.
The game was brutal and I can't ever remember playing as hard as I did, I even found myself working TOGETHER with Guy, the first time in a long time. When Guy got checked into the boards I know my heart skipped a beat, but I pushed the thought aside and continued keeping my head in the game even though the arrival of Portman and his strip tease didn't help. When we won we spent time together on the ice celebrating, even more so with the added surprise Coach Bombay had added. I couldn't help but notice when Scooter skated up to Julie and pecked her on the cheek. I was overcome with jealousy, of which I scolded myself for. Just before we separated to get changed we all decided to go out for pizza in celebration of our win.
At the pizza place, I purposely sat at the end of the booth, mainly so after eating I could go to the bathroom and because Guy was sat at the back. We ate up and began chatting about the win, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. On my return I heard slight murmurings coming from the booth. I hid myself for a moment listening to the conversation between them.
"She looks so thin and fragile, has she been dieting or something". Adam whispered.
"I don't know, but I'm worried, after practise on Saturday morning, she could hardly catch her breath in the changing rooms and when she took her pads off she was wet through with sweat". Julie joined in.
"Yeah but we all worked really hard that practise, it's understandable". Fulton countered.
"Yeah but I worked just as hard as you guys and I have more and thicker padding than you guys, and I was no where near Connie's state". Julie returned.
"I agree with Julie, there's something up, she pushes herself even more than Adam and he pushes himself more than humanly possible". Charlie retorted, laughing a little at the Adam part.
"Talking behind my back huh? Nice to know exactly what you think about me". I snapped as I stepped around the corner of the booth and grabbed my jacket, before heading to the exit.
"Wait, Con, we're just worried about you". Julie began to follow, then the others.
"Well don't bother, if you were so worried why didn't you talk to me first before talking about me behind my back". I spat angrily. "Oh and here's what I owe for the pizza". I slammed a note down on the counter then left.
"Connie, wait up, let us explain". Charlie and the others followed.
"Forget it. Don't even come near me. I don't ever want to speak to you again. Oh and I quit the team". I snapped walking even faster.
When I got round the corner, I began to run, I ran all the way back to the dorms, before jumping on my bed and crying into my pillow. 15 minutes Julie came in and sat beside me. I jumped away from her. I felt betrayed by who I classed as my best friend, huh, I didn't realise that she was being my best friend there and then, it was me that had stopped being her best friend.
So what do you think?? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!