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Now the story!
Like predicted I had a very graphic nightmare after my brother locked me in the closet. I did not react well to it. It's not my fault it's just that I'm too creative and too imaginative. It all came down on me on that night. I kept seeing this hideous deformed duck trying to eat me. I know it may sound funny but it was horrifying. I screamed so loud that it must have wakened people in PuckWorld.
Anyway I ran out of my room so fast I probably broke a world record. All the other ducks were out of their bedrooms in the hallway staring at me, but I didn't care at the moment. Soon after I cared a lot, but more on that later. I started banging on WildWing's door so hard that I thought that there would definitely be a dent in the morning, but luckily there wasn't. It did seem that way though.
Finally WildWing opened the door and barreled me into a huge bear hug. He tried calming me down but I was just too upset, and I had all my nerves going. I don't know what it is about me but I have so much energy it's scary. WildWing used to bring me to doctors because of it and all they could recommend was a change in diet. Ever wonder why I eat tacos? No sugar or caffeine. Plus they're really good! Anyway I had my nerves up and that was it, I was just full of energy. I was jumping up and down and screaming so badly that WildWing actually yelled at me. "Nosedive" he said loudly, "You have to calm down, you're going to make yourself sick!"
"I-I c-can't!"
He put both his arms on my shoulders and tried keeping me down. Needless to say that didn't work so we ended up on the floor. He was about to pin me down but he remembered that it wouldn't be a good idea to do that after he had punished me in that position. So he just put me in a huge bear hug one of which I couldn't even move. He pushed my head into his chest and start soothing me down by saying it was only a dream, and it was over and that one day I would definitely be able to make a movie out of my dreams.
And this is why WildWing is the best brother ever. I've heard the women gossip about everyone in the neighborhood and I remember what they would say about Wing. They'd say that boy is prince charming. He must be one of the greatest brothers out there and it's true, he is. And see this was why I wasn't mad at him about before. He really does his best and is really a good guy. And best of all he didn't make me feel like a baby that night, unlike everyone else. People do things out of anger, but they also do things out of humiliation. So many people fail to see that, and if they had just kept their beaks shut and closed their eyes maybe we wouldn't have been in the situation we came to be in.
WildWing just holding me there like a little kid in the middle of the hallway while everyone else stared at us. He started to rock back and forth which calmed me down considerably. Finally when I stopped shaking he took me out of his arms and looked at me.
"You okay short stuff?"
"Yeah", I replied wearily.
There was snickering from everyone else and them turning their heads to laugh. Now trust me that makes you feel like crap, really badly. WildWing gave everyone one of those looks to kill, which shut them up for a while but than they started in again with their jokes.
Now teasing I can understand, as well as pulling pranks. Those two things I do often and have perfected. But hurting someone's feelings is just uncalled for. I don't do it them, and they shouldn't have done it to me. They really made me feel ridiculous. I try hard, very hard to be as mature as everyone else to an extent even though I'll never admit it. I'd like to belong with their group but they're so "adult-like". See here's my dilemma again, child or adult. It's hard figuring out the difference and it's hard trying to find an answer. Anyway I was real embarrassed when they started cackling like morons behind my back, (literally). But for that moment I tried my best to ignore them and just concentrate on reality and that the monster from my dream was not going to jump out of my closet.
WildWing felt real bad for me so he decided to give me my "feel better food". Cookies have always made me feel better no matter what the situation. I know WildWing always keeps a stash because we are both crazy about them. However when WildWing started getting calls from my teacher about my hyper behavior he cut sugar and caffeine from both my diet and his. He couldn't eat it in front of me, I mean that's just not nice! Sure we both have it occasionally but not everyday, I'd just lose it.
But cookies, that's another story. WildWing would never be able to give them up. He needs to know that they're in the house. I was so glad that Earth has cookies because if they didn't I knew WildWing would be in the kitchen all day trying to find the recipe. He loves them almost as much as me, but since he can eat them whenever he wants it's not as much as a treat for him.
"Nosedive", WildWing said, "Meet me in the kitchen okay? Get two glasses filled with milk, and two napkins okay? What type of cookies do you want?"
"Whatever you got", I replied.
Dumb question, or answer because WildWing as an ample amount of every type of cookie, even pastry cookies. I don't really care for them because that's too sweet, and well I don't like cookies like that. They always seem to say, "I'm better than you are" they way they have those jelly swirls, or how they come in a white box. I don't know, maybe it's just me. Anyway back to my dumb question.
WildWing gave me this weird look as if to say, "I'm your brother remember?"
"Oh yeah", I said, "Just bring in everything."
Wing smiled happily. I was letting him have his little cookie feast and if Tanya asked why he gained a few more pounds he could blame it on me. He darted into his room leaving me on the floor.with "them". I stood up and just walked away. Not much else to do you know? I heard Canard say something nasty. I don't know what it was but I know it was really nasty. It was his tone of voice. I turned around and just stared at him. I don't know what his problem was. Okay see now that's a lie because I do know. WildWing and Canard were always best friends. So whenever there was a party WildWing would usually pass unless he could bring me because he wasn't leaving me alone. And there was no way in hell he was leaving me with my grandparents. So Canard resented me for that. He also resented me for intruding on their alone time together. He resented me knowing everything about him, just as much as WildWing when he didn't even like me or know me as well as I knew him.
You see when you're with your older brother and his friends it's a real good idea to keep your mouth shut until you get to know everyone. It's easy when your brother is center of attention because than you immediately are labeled better as if your brother was one of the guys that were always teased in the group. But despite Wing's popularity Canard always resented my presence, and it didn't help that I pulled as many pranks as I could think of on him. (Yeah even as kids I pulled pranks on him).
Moving on I met WildWing in the kitchen with the milk and napkins. He came in with two big brown bags filled with cookies inside. I laughed at him. You see no one's perfect and no one has no embarrassing thing, or obsession and for Wing it's cookies. We started eating them when he finally broke the ice.
"You care to talk", he asked.
"About what? My dream?"
"Not quite. I think you know what I'm talking about. Come on tell me what's eating you. I know that it's something. We finally have some private time. Tell me, I'm your brother."
"Okay", I said.
Now I was ready to pour my heart out to WildWing that very second. I was going to tell him all the mixed feelings I had been having and the loneliness I had been experiencing. Right then and there I was going to tell, and I really wished I had been given that change, would have saved a lot of agony. But I didn't; Duke walked in.
"Hey guys", he said, "Canard says to go to bed because we have an early practice and he wants everyone to be awake tomorrow."
"Tell Canard to go screw himself", said WildWing jokingly.
I never got this, but Wing and Canard's relationship often deals with them telling each other off. Canard knew that when he sent Duke in there that he was going to come back with something negative. For some reason he finds it funny and visa versa. I fail to see that humor, I'm always afraid it'll lead to a huge fight or something, but it hasn't yet.
"No" I had protested, "I don't want to upset the almighty Canard anymore, come on let's just go to bed."
I got up and left for Wing's bedroom. Seven minutes later he had come back. He had to pick up all of his cookies and clean up the mess. Wing and I had often shared a bed when we were little. Whenever I had nightmares or was upset I would sleep with Wing for it always made my problems go away. But for once that didn't work. I was tossing and turning all night, not to mention moaning in my sleep. (WildWing told me that). I had a very bad night. I wasn't worried about the dream anymore or any of the creatures I had invented when in captivity, (that's the word I use when I'm in the closet, makes Wing feel bad), but I was just trying to determine my place on the team.
This whole kid/adult thing was really getting to me. I didn't understand. I was only sixteen and other sixteen-year-olds weren't doing the things I was doing. I wasn't going to school anymore and I wasn't attending anything for my life's goal. Instead I already had a job, two in a matter of fact. I worked as a professional hockey player and agent dude person. It was very confusing. I didn't know who I was, and that scared me. All night I tried to figure it out and every time I got an answer it would easily be contradicted. I couldn't make heads or tails of myself and that really screwed me up some.
But that wasn't the only thing. I was so lonely. I need people and I need social activities that are fun. Not hockey because that's work, but fun. Hanging out with kids my age was another factor to my problem. Sure hanging out with people who are in their twenties and thirties can have its perks but they're so much older than me. They can't relate at all. Sometimes I think people just need to be able to relate to other people about their problems, which is why friends are so important at my age. I hate how that sounds, "my age", but whatever. You see Tanya and Mallory can relate to each other and than all of the guys can to each other as well. And if Duke and Grin can't associate with Canard and Wing they can at least connect with each other. Everyone matches up so easily, but what about me? Whenever they have problems the y go to each other because they can understand. Like for instance, if Mallory has cramps from her period, (I think she gets hers like three times a month) Tanya can relate and they can talk about all of that stuff. I've heard them once or twice. One of them had really bad cramps so they started talking about how easy guys have it opposed to girls. Girls have to give birth, and do their hair, and stuff like that while we have it so easy. I beg to differ because it's us guys who have to put up with it, but moving on. The point is that everyone can talk to each other and communicate on the same grounds. I can't do that.
Sure talking to Wing is the best but Canard keeps stealing him away. Duke's not the thief it's Canard. He and I like I said have never gotten along. And now it's even worse because I can't talk to other people when he becomes all protective of Wing. They don't let me out of the house very happily either because they always say, "what if something comes up"? I don't even see why they need me! Everyone has such important tasks on the team, except me. Most people would be bummed out about that but not me because I'm younger than everyone else which gets me started on why should I even be on the team in the first place?
So you can see how I had a bad night. In the morning WildWing wasn't going to let me get away with it either. For the record I'm not a morning person, I hate mornings. I don't even have my regular voice in the morning, it's all cracked up and dry. So in the morning I did not feel like to talking to Wing about my problems, however he had other plans.
We woke up in his bed as we heard commotion being caused outside.
"Let's go", said Canard, "We have practice! Flashblade wake up!"
See what he meant to say was "Nosedive get up", but he wouldn't dare with WildWing right there. Plus he would never tell Wing what to do. WildWing happens to be a morning person and his brain fully functions in the morning unlike Canard. So if Canard wanted to be a brat he couldn't in front of Wing who would see what he was doing. Get it? Anyway WildWing stirred for a minute and than woke up.
"What's he screaming about", he asked.
"Oh he just wants us to get up for practice."
"All this for just practice?"
"Yeah", I said.
I went to get out of the bed to get dressed but I was pulled back by Wing. He's very strong okay?
"Hey short stuff hold up" he said. "I want to talk to you."
I laid back down on the pillow, arguing was futile. You have to know that when you're with Wing. He can be real compassionate but real persistent, and since he's stubborn and strong he usually get what he wants.
"About what" I asked, trying to play dumb but failing. I don't like talking in the morning it's just how I am.
"Bout last night."
"The dream? Yeah I'm okay now, thanks for caring bye!"
"Not so fast. Before Duke walked in you were going to tell me something. So tell me now."
I looked at him. It was the perfect opportunity to say something. But I couldn't do it on my own especially in the morning. If he wanted to know what was up he was going to have to be persistent, which he planned on being.
"Come on Dive", he coaxed, "I'm your brother, you tell me everything, remember?"
"Yeah I remember," I said, "Okay it's like this."
Than Canard came in, I swear I must have the worst timing ever.
"That's it! I've been calling everyone for a half hour now, move it!"
Than he examined us still in bed.
"YOU'RE NOT DRESSED?!"
I felt like screaming at him, of course we're dressed see the sweat pants on? But I knew better. He wanted us to be all laced up and ready to go, so you can imagine how mad he was when he saw we weren't. "WildWing", he screamed, "I told you two not to have a little party last night!"
"We didn't have a party", said WildWing calmly, "Calm down and we'll be right out."
"NO!"
"Excuse me", said WildWing.
"This is it! That kid (he pointed at me accusingly) has gotten away with everything these last few days!"
"This has nothing to do with Nosedive", protested WildWing, "We're just not laced up, that's it. Leave Dive out of it, because it has nothing to do with him."
"Yes it does! It has everything to do with him!"
Now everyone started to gather outside the room and stare at the growing fight. It would be any second before WildWing would begin to shout back, and I did not want to be in the middle of it. I don't like seeing WildWing angry, it scares me. Partially because he's so big, but also because he doesn't deserve it, and he's just smart enough to realize that which means he'll hold a grudge for the rest of the day. Plus if it started to get physical than I'd just be dead. They're both around six five, and muscular. I'm five three and lean, you do the math.
"This has everything to do with Nosedive", screamed Canard, "First he threw a party in my team's headquarters, than he blows of my game, and than he has a nightmare and wakes us all up."
He did not have to go that far, that was just mean. But aside from that notice how he keeps saying "my", instead of "our". Yeah well Wing picked that up too.
"What do you mean you're game, and you're headquarters?"
"This was my team before it was yours!"
"So what?!"
"So I didn't even want that brat on the team. This was our thing, and for once I thought that the tag-along wouldn't be tagging along! But I let him, okay Wing? I did. And now, he completely destroyed the place a few nights ago with his stupid friends, blows off a very important game without notice which by the way we lost thank you Nosedive, and now he woke everyone up last night and kept you up because he's a big baby!"
See now like I said I'm not a morning person so all of those insults we're multiplied like by times ten. I had just wakened up and I had to go down and practice but on top of that now this? Well you see that didn't work very well. It wasn't a very good combination.
"Shut up Canard", I screamed back to everyone's surprise. "Who do you think you are to treat people like this? Can you for once just chill out! And take a look at this, you stupid thing, you don't even know what you're doing! If you think I'm stupid than take a look at this. It's how early? We have all day to practice!! ALL DAY!! Do you really think it'll matter by the end of the day if we did your stupid warm ups? If you were smart you would realize something. No one's awake in the morning Canard, so you're just wasting everyone's energy, because we all know that we are going to be sluggish for the next hour or so! So chill out! And another thing you happen to need breakfast! It not only helps you lose weight but it gets your metabolism started which will give fuel hence more energy for us to put into a tedious practice. Get it? So before you start yelling at me take a look at yourself if you can bare the hideous sight and see all of the stupidities you have committed!"
I was stood up and marched out of the room, or was about to before Canard pulled me into a tight grip. He looked me straight in the eye, and than started screaming at me. Well I was already pumped up from before so I stomped on his foot. It was so funny to see him hopping around like an idiot.
"Leave me alone", I screamed, "I hate you!"
I ran out of the room passed everyone. And than Mallory had to start talking in the hallway about me with Tanya.
"Poor Canard", said Tanya.
"Nosedive is such a brat", said Mallory.
I whirled around so quickly I got head rush it's not even funny, but it passed.
"Excuse me", I screamed.
"You are such a brat Nosedive", said Mallory, "This isn't a game!"
"Well at least I'm not a bitchy tomboy! Or clueless gossiping blonde!"
The two of them stood there with their draws dropped opened.
I don't know what happened next but all I know was that in five seconds the entire team was screaming at except WildWing. They all had me up against a wall. Lucky for me WildWing came to my rescue and stood in front me.
"Leave him alone", he screamed.
"NO", shouted Canard, "This has gone to far! He's off the team!"
"GLADLY", I shouted back. I ran into my room and locked it.
And it was true. I was happy to be off his stupid team, no more hockey, and no more battles. Or was I happy? I wasn't sure, I thought I'd be relieved but this was my new life, and to take it away from me, well that wasn't right. Plus the feelings that he had won and that he had some power over me. Well I don't respond well to that. I quickly got dressed and climbed into a vent to listen to what everyone was saying.
"You can't kick him off the team Canard", said Duke, "We need him for hockey!"
"We need him for everything", shouted WildWing.
"Well than fine", pouted Canard, "But he has to be punished! I want him in his room at all times until he starts acting like us!"
"But he's only sixteen", said WildWing.
"But he's on this team isn't he", shouted Canard, "He has to act like all of us!"
"I kind of agree with Wing, Canard", said Duke, "He's a kid, not an adult."
I didn't care to hear the rest of it, they were discussing exactly what I had been struggling and the fact that they themselves didn't know, and that there wasn't a black and white answer got me real upset. So much so that I rushed to the bathroom and got sick. And that was it, the last straw.
I ran out of my room and into the hallway and decided to give another speech.
"I hate this team", I screamed, "I hate all of you! Canard you are such a loser! You don't want me on this team well good because I don't want me on it either! I'm going over to the mall Wing, see you know where I am, God forbid you don't have my pin point location! Okay bye!"
I stormed out of the hallway, down the stairs and into the garage. Than I knew what would really get them real mad. I began to smile mischievously and then it all began.
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Now the story!
Like predicted I had a very graphic nightmare after my brother locked me in the closet. I did not react well to it. It's not my fault it's just that I'm too creative and too imaginative. It all came down on me on that night. I kept seeing this hideous deformed duck trying to eat me. I know it may sound funny but it was horrifying. I screamed so loud that it must have wakened people in PuckWorld.
Anyway I ran out of my room so fast I probably broke a world record. All the other ducks were out of their bedrooms in the hallway staring at me, but I didn't care at the moment. Soon after I cared a lot, but more on that later. I started banging on WildWing's door so hard that I thought that there would definitely be a dent in the morning, but luckily there wasn't. It did seem that way though.
Finally WildWing opened the door and barreled me into a huge bear hug. He tried calming me down but I was just too upset, and I had all my nerves going. I don't know what it is about me but I have so much energy it's scary. WildWing used to bring me to doctors because of it and all they could recommend was a change in diet. Ever wonder why I eat tacos? No sugar or caffeine. Plus they're really good! Anyway I had my nerves up and that was it, I was just full of energy. I was jumping up and down and screaming so badly that WildWing actually yelled at me. "Nosedive" he said loudly, "You have to calm down, you're going to make yourself sick!"
"I-I c-can't!"
He put both his arms on my shoulders and tried keeping me down. Needless to say that didn't work so we ended up on the floor. He was about to pin me down but he remembered that it wouldn't be a good idea to do that after he had punished me in that position. So he just put me in a huge bear hug one of which I couldn't even move. He pushed my head into his chest and start soothing me down by saying it was only a dream, and it was over and that one day I would definitely be able to make a movie out of my dreams.
And this is why WildWing is the best brother ever. I've heard the women gossip about everyone in the neighborhood and I remember what they would say about Wing. They'd say that boy is prince charming. He must be one of the greatest brothers out there and it's true, he is. And see this was why I wasn't mad at him about before. He really does his best and is really a good guy. And best of all he didn't make me feel like a baby that night, unlike everyone else. People do things out of anger, but they also do things out of humiliation. So many people fail to see that, and if they had just kept their beaks shut and closed their eyes maybe we wouldn't have been in the situation we came to be in.
WildWing just holding me there like a little kid in the middle of the hallway while everyone else stared at us. He started to rock back and forth which calmed me down considerably. Finally when I stopped shaking he took me out of his arms and looked at me.
"You okay short stuff?"
"Yeah", I replied wearily.
There was snickering from everyone else and them turning their heads to laugh. Now trust me that makes you feel like crap, really badly. WildWing gave everyone one of those looks to kill, which shut them up for a while but than they started in again with their jokes.
Now teasing I can understand, as well as pulling pranks. Those two things I do often and have perfected. But hurting someone's feelings is just uncalled for. I don't do it them, and they shouldn't have done it to me. They really made me feel ridiculous. I try hard, very hard to be as mature as everyone else to an extent even though I'll never admit it. I'd like to belong with their group but they're so "adult-like". See here's my dilemma again, child or adult. It's hard figuring out the difference and it's hard trying to find an answer. Anyway I was real embarrassed when they started cackling like morons behind my back, (literally). But for that moment I tried my best to ignore them and just concentrate on reality and that the monster from my dream was not going to jump out of my closet.
WildWing felt real bad for me so he decided to give me my "feel better food". Cookies have always made me feel better no matter what the situation. I know WildWing always keeps a stash because we are both crazy about them. However when WildWing started getting calls from my teacher about my hyper behavior he cut sugar and caffeine from both my diet and his. He couldn't eat it in front of me, I mean that's just not nice! Sure we both have it occasionally but not everyday, I'd just lose it.
But cookies, that's another story. WildWing would never be able to give them up. He needs to know that they're in the house. I was so glad that Earth has cookies because if they didn't I knew WildWing would be in the kitchen all day trying to find the recipe. He loves them almost as much as me, but since he can eat them whenever he wants it's not as much as a treat for him.
"Nosedive", WildWing said, "Meet me in the kitchen okay? Get two glasses filled with milk, and two napkins okay? What type of cookies do you want?"
"Whatever you got", I replied.
Dumb question, or answer because WildWing as an ample amount of every type of cookie, even pastry cookies. I don't really care for them because that's too sweet, and well I don't like cookies like that. They always seem to say, "I'm better than you are" they way they have those jelly swirls, or how they come in a white box. I don't know, maybe it's just me. Anyway back to my dumb question.
WildWing gave me this weird look as if to say, "I'm your brother remember?"
"Oh yeah", I said, "Just bring in everything."
Wing smiled happily. I was letting him have his little cookie feast and if Tanya asked why he gained a few more pounds he could blame it on me. He darted into his room leaving me on the floor.with "them". I stood up and just walked away. Not much else to do you know? I heard Canard say something nasty. I don't know what it was but I know it was really nasty. It was his tone of voice. I turned around and just stared at him. I don't know what his problem was. Okay see now that's a lie because I do know. WildWing and Canard were always best friends. So whenever there was a party WildWing would usually pass unless he could bring me because he wasn't leaving me alone. And there was no way in hell he was leaving me with my grandparents. So Canard resented me for that. He also resented me for intruding on their alone time together. He resented me knowing everything about him, just as much as WildWing when he didn't even like me or know me as well as I knew him.
You see when you're with your older brother and his friends it's a real good idea to keep your mouth shut until you get to know everyone. It's easy when your brother is center of attention because than you immediately are labeled better as if your brother was one of the guys that were always teased in the group. But despite Wing's popularity Canard always resented my presence, and it didn't help that I pulled as many pranks as I could think of on him. (Yeah even as kids I pulled pranks on him).
Moving on I met WildWing in the kitchen with the milk and napkins. He came in with two big brown bags filled with cookies inside. I laughed at him. You see no one's perfect and no one has no embarrassing thing, or obsession and for Wing it's cookies. We started eating them when he finally broke the ice.
"You care to talk", he asked.
"About what? My dream?"
"Not quite. I think you know what I'm talking about. Come on tell me what's eating you. I know that it's something. We finally have some private time. Tell me, I'm your brother."
"Okay", I said.
Now I was ready to pour my heart out to WildWing that very second. I was going to tell him all the mixed feelings I had been having and the loneliness I had been experiencing. Right then and there I was going to tell, and I really wished I had been given that change, would have saved a lot of agony. But I didn't; Duke walked in.
"Hey guys", he said, "Canard says to go to bed because we have an early practice and he wants everyone to be awake tomorrow."
"Tell Canard to go screw himself", said WildWing jokingly.
I never got this, but Wing and Canard's relationship often deals with them telling each other off. Canard knew that when he sent Duke in there that he was going to come back with something negative. For some reason he finds it funny and visa versa. I fail to see that humor, I'm always afraid it'll lead to a huge fight or something, but it hasn't yet.
"No" I had protested, "I don't want to upset the almighty Canard anymore, come on let's just go to bed."
I got up and left for Wing's bedroom. Seven minutes later he had come back. He had to pick up all of his cookies and clean up the mess. Wing and I had often shared a bed when we were little. Whenever I had nightmares or was upset I would sleep with Wing for it always made my problems go away. But for once that didn't work. I was tossing and turning all night, not to mention moaning in my sleep. (WildWing told me that). I had a very bad night. I wasn't worried about the dream anymore or any of the creatures I had invented when in captivity, (that's the word I use when I'm in the closet, makes Wing feel bad), but I was just trying to determine my place on the team.
This whole kid/adult thing was really getting to me. I didn't understand. I was only sixteen and other sixteen-year-olds weren't doing the things I was doing. I wasn't going to school anymore and I wasn't attending anything for my life's goal. Instead I already had a job, two in a matter of fact. I worked as a professional hockey player and agent dude person. It was very confusing. I didn't know who I was, and that scared me. All night I tried to figure it out and every time I got an answer it would easily be contradicted. I couldn't make heads or tails of myself and that really screwed me up some.
But that wasn't the only thing. I was so lonely. I need people and I need social activities that are fun. Not hockey because that's work, but fun. Hanging out with kids my age was another factor to my problem. Sure hanging out with people who are in their twenties and thirties can have its perks but they're so much older than me. They can't relate at all. Sometimes I think people just need to be able to relate to other people about their problems, which is why friends are so important at my age. I hate how that sounds, "my age", but whatever. You see Tanya and Mallory can relate to each other and than all of the guys can to each other as well. And if Duke and Grin can't associate with Canard and Wing they can at least connect with each other. Everyone matches up so easily, but what about me? Whenever they have problems the y go to each other because they can understand. Like for instance, if Mallory has cramps from her period, (I think she gets hers like three times a month) Tanya can relate and they can talk about all of that stuff. I've heard them once or twice. One of them had really bad cramps so they started talking about how easy guys have it opposed to girls. Girls have to give birth, and do their hair, and stuff like that while we have it so easy. I beg to differ because it's us guys who have to put up with it, but moving on. The point is that everyone can talk to each other and communicate on the same grounds. I can't do that.
Sure talking to Wing is the best but Canard keeps stealing him away. Duke's not the thief it's Canard. He and I like I said have never gotten along. And now it's even worse because I can't talk to other people when he becomes all protective of Wing. They don't let me out of the house very happily either because they always say, "what if something comes up"? I don't even see why they need me! Everyone has such important tasks on the team, except me. Most people would be bummed out about that but not me because I'm younger than everyone else which gets me started on why should I even be on the team in the first place?
So you can see how I had a bad night. In the morning WildWing wasn't going to let me get away with it either. For the record I'm not a morning person, I hate mornings. I don't even have my regular voice in the morning, it's all cracked up and dry. So in the morning I did not feel like to talking to Wing about my problems, however he had other plans.
We woke up in his bed as we heard commotion being caused outside.
"Let's go", said Canard, "We have practice! Flashblade wake up!"
See what he meant to say was "Nosedive get up", but he wouldn't dare with WildWing right there. Plus he would never tell Wing what to do. WildWing happens to be a morning person and his brain fully functions in the morning unlike Canard. So if Canard wanted to be a brat he couldn't in front of Wing who would see what he was doing. Get it? Anyway WildWing stirred for a minute and than woke up.
"What's he screaming about", he asked.
"Oh he just wants us to get up for practice."
"All this for just practice?"
"Yeah", I said.
I went to get out of the bed to get dressed but I was pulled back by Wing. He's very strong okay?
"Hey short stuff hold up" he said. "I want to talk to you."
I laid back down on the pillow, arguing was futile. You have to know that when you're with Wing. He can be real compassionate but real persistent, and since he's stubborn and strong he usually get what he wants.
"About what" I asked, trying to play dumb but failing. I don't like talking in the morning it's just how I am.
"Bout last night."
"The dream? Yeah I'm okay now, thanks for caring bye!"
"Not so fast. Before Duke walked in you were going to tell me something. So tell me now."
I looked at him. It was the perfect opportunity to say something. But I couldn't do it on my own especially in the morning. If he wanted to know what was up he was going to have to be persistent, which he planned on being.
"Come on Dive", he coaxed, "I'm your brother, you tell me everything, remember?"
"Yeah I remember," I said, "Okay it's like this."
Than Canard came in, I swear I must have the worst timing ever.
"That's it! I've been calling everyone for a half hour now, move it!"
Than he examined us still in bed.
"YOU'RE NOT DRESSED?!"
I felt like screaming at him, of course we're dressed see the sweat pants on? But I knew better. He wanted us to be all laced up and ready to go, so you can imagine how mad he was when he saw we weren't. "WildWing", he screamed, "I told you two not to have a little party last night!"
"We didn't have a party", said WildWing calmly, "Calm down and we'll be right out."
"NO!"
"Excuse me", said WildWing.
"This is it! That kid (he pointed at me accusingly) has gotten away with everything these last few days!"
"This has nothing to do with Nosedive", protested WildWing, "We're just not laced up, that's it. Leave Dive out of it, because it has nothing to do with him."
"Yes it does! It has everything to do with him!"
Now everyone started to gather outside the room and stare at the growing fight. It would be any second before WildWing would begin to shout back, and I did not want to be in the middle of it. I don't like seeing WildWing angry, it scares me. Partially because he's so big, but also because he doesn't deserve it, and he's just smart enough to realize that which means he'll hold a grudge for the rest of the day. Plus if it started to get physical than I'd just be dead. They're both around six five, and muscular. I'm five three and lean, you do the math.
"This has everything to do with Nosedive", screamed Canard, "First he threw a party in my team's headquarters, than he blows of my game, and than he has a nightmare and wakes us all up."
He did not have to go that far, that was just mean. But aside from that notice how he keeps saying "my", instead of "our". Yeah well Wing picked that up too.
"What do you mean you're game, and you're headquarters?"
"This was my team before it was yours!"
"So what?!"
"So I didn't even want that brat on the team. This was our thing, and for once I thought that the tag-along wouldn't be tagging along! But I let him, okay Wing? I did. And now, he completely destroyed the place a few nights ago with his stupid friends, blows off a very important game without notice which by the way we lost thank you Nosedive, and now he woke everyone up last night and kept you up because he's a big baby!"
See now like I said I'm not a morning person so all of those insults we're multiplied like by times ten. I had just wakened up and I had to go down and practice but on top of that now this? Well you see that didn't work very well. It wasn't a very good combination.
"Shut up Canard", I screamed back to everyone's surprise. "Who do you think you are to treat people like this? Can you for once just chill out! And take a look at this, you stupid thing, you don't even know what you're doing! If you think I'm stupid than take a look at this. It's how early? We have all day to practice!! ALL DAY!! Do you really think it'll matter by the end of the day if we did your stupid warm ups? If you were smart you would realize something. No one's awake in the morning Canard, so you're just wasting everyone's energy, because we all know that we are going to be sluggish for the next hour or so! So chill out! And another thing you happen to need breakfast! It not only helps you lose weight but it gets your metabolism started which will give fuel hence more energy for us to put into a tedious practice. Get it? So before you start yelling at me take a look at yourself if you can bare the hideous sight and see all of the stupidities you have committed!"
I was stood up and marched out of the room, or was about to before Canard pulled me into a tight grip. He looked me straight in the eye, and than started screaming at me. Well I was already pumped up from before so I stomped on his foot. It was so funny to see him hopping around like an idiot.
"Leave me alone", I screamed, "I hate you!"
I ran out of the room passed everyone. And than Mallory had to start talking in the hallway about me with Tanya.
"Poor Canard", said Tanya.
"Nosedive is such a brat", said Mallory.
I whirled around so quickly I got head rush it's not even funny, but it passed.
"Excuse me", I screamed.
"You are such a brat Nosedive", said Mallory, "This isn't a game!"
"Well at least I'm not a bitchy tomboy! Or clueless gossiping blonde!"
The two of them stood there with their draws dropped opened.
I don't know what happened next but all I know was that in five seconds the entire team was screaming at except WildWing. They all had me up against a wall. Lucky for me WildWing came to my rescue and stood in front me.
"Leave him alone", he screamed.
"NO", shouted Canard, "This has gone to far! He's off the team!"
"GLADLY", I shouted back. I ran into my room and locked it.
And it was true. I was happy to be off his stupid team, no more hockey, and no more battles. Or was I happy? I wasn't sure, I thought I'd be relieved but this was my new life, and to take it away from me, well that wasn't right. Plus the feelings that he had won and that he had some power over me. Well I don't respond well to that. I quickly got dressed and climbed into a vent to listen to what everyone was saying.
"You can't kick him off the team Canard", said Duke, "We need him for hockey!"
"We need him for everything", shouted WildWing.
"Well than fine", pouted Canard, "But he has to be punished! I want him in his room at all times until he starts acting like us!"
"But he's only sixteen", said WildWing.
"But he's on this team isn't he", shouted Canard, "He has to act like all of us!"
"I kind of agree with Wing, Canard", said Duke, "He's a kid, not an adult."
I didn't care to hear the rest of it, they were discussing exactly what I had been struggling and the fact that they themselves didn't know, and that there wasn't a black and white answer got me real upset. So much so that I rushed to the bathroom and got sick. And that was it, the last straw.
I ran out of my room and into the hallway and decided to give another speech.
"I hate this team", I screamed, "I hate all of you! Canard you are such a loser! You don't want me on this team well good because I don't want me on it either! I'm going over to the mall Wing, see you know where I am, God forbid you don't have my pin point location! Okay bye!"
I stormed out of the hallway, down the stairs and into the garage. Than I knew what would really get them real mad. I began to smile mischievously and then it all began.
