Disclaimer: I don't own the Ducks or anyone else from the movies.
Claimer: I own Shea, Sammie, and Beccy.
Author's Note: The e-mails in this chapter are not real. I made them up.
Math class was really boring. I spaced out for awhile. Until my teacher called on me.
"How would we find x if 3 to the x power equals 14,348,907, Shea?" Mr. Walton asked.
"Divide 14,348,907 by 3." I said.
"Correct. What's x equal, Julie?" he asked.
"15." Julie replied.
Mr. Walton was about to give us an assignment when the lunch bell rang. Everybody was out of there before you could say super-cala-fraga-listics-expe-ala-docious.
I ate my lunch quickly and then ran back to my dorm room. I opened the door and was greeted with whipped cream, bananas, banana peels, and chocolate syrup.
"Hey. Whatcha starin' at?" Adam walked up behind me.
"Do you like banana splits?" I asked.
"Sure. I guess. Why?" he answered.
"Varsity got their revenge. And rather fast."
"Wow."
"Oh my God. What happened here?" Connie asked.
"Two words. Varsity, Revenge." Adam said.
"That's gonna take an army to clean up." Charlie and Julie joined us.
"Not really. My best friend Beccy's brother did that to her once. It took me, her and Sammie 4 hours, 5 garbage bags and 20 rolls of paper towels. Of course, her room is twice this size." I said
We decided to clean it up after practice. Then think about what we should do to Vardity next.
Practice went ok. Except we had to do 20 laps. By the time we were done, I was the only one with any energy left.
"Come on you guys. Get." I whined. "Shut up. You're beginning to sound like my mom." Guy said.
"And that's just scary." Russell added.
I stuck my tongue out at them and started shooting pucks toward an empty goal. This time I didn't hit anything, besides the net inside the goal. And the wall once.
"I'm bored. Let's do something." I said.
"You can do something. Like take your perky self out of here. You're giving me a headache." Portman muttered.
"Get your lazy ass off the ice right now." I said.
That did him in. He got up and started skating towards me.
"Whatcha gonna do, kid?" he asked.
"Oh nothing. Just this." I dropped my stick, backed up, and skated towards him as fast as I could. Then pushed him into the wall.
"Wow." Coach Orion said.
"Thanks brother dear. You're the one who taught me that one." I grinned.
Everybody else laughed.
"Okay. Hit the showers." Coach yelled.
"Hey Shea. What're we gonna do to the Varsity?" Connie asked.
"I dunno. I'm gonna e-mail Beccy and Sammie tonight to see if they have any ideas." I said.
4 hours later, we were done cleaning our dorm room.
None of the others' dorms were messed up.
"G'night ladies. I'm going to bed." Fulton was the last one to leave.
"'Night, Fulton. Thanks for your help." I said.
"'Night Julie, 'night Shea." Connie said
"'Night Connie, 'night Julie." I said.
"'Night Connie, 'night Shea." Julie said.
To: shedevil79@hotmail.com, 2hot4u@hotmail.com
From: numero_unodevil@hotmail.com
Subject: Ideas
Hey guys! It's me again. I need some ideas on how to get back at the Varsity. If you have any, e-mail me. If you wanna know what they did. I'm gonna tell you. 2 words: Banana Split.
I G2G to bed now. W.B.S. soon with an answer!
Love and everything,
Devil