Hey everybody~ this is a story about what would have happened if Adam had
never joined the Ducks. What if he had stayed on the Hawks? This story
starts out where the third mighty ducks movie starts. So if you see some
lines being repeated, I'm not copying or anything, lol. It's just repeating
itself. Sorry if I'm confusing you now, I'm kinda confusing myself. Lol,
well enjoy. Luv, ~*Emma*~
Also, right now it says drama/general, but that could change. I might add a little bit of romance or angst, not totally sure yet.
Adam Banks sat in his father's car and fidgeted around nervously. "Adam, will you relax?" his father asked reading him. "Everything's going to be fine."
"I'm not so sure. I mean, do you remember that team? What if everybody hates me?" Adam asked.
"They're not gonna hate you. That was years ago. They won't even remember you," his father, Phillip, tried to reassure him.
Adam just laughed slightly. "Yeah right, they won't remember me. God I don't wanna do this."
"Adam, listen to me. This is a very prestigious high school and they have a great hockey team. This is a excellent opportunity for you."
"I know, I know," Adam mumbled in reply. Phillip pulled up into a parking lot and parked.
"Here we are," Phillip said happily. "The Eden Hall Academy."
"I can't hardly wait," Adam muttered sarcastically.
"Now, come on. Dean Buckley is expecting you. We wouldn't want to keep him waiting," Phillip said glancing at his watch.
"Dad, we're 30 minutes early," Adam said.
"It's a good habit to learn to be places early Adam. You'll learn that someday. Now come on, let's walk around the campus."
"Dad, no," Adam objected. "I don't think they'd want us to just wander through their school."
"Come on. If you're going here, you'll need to know you're way around this place. It's huge." Adam just sighed and followed his father inside.
"Why do I even have to meet with the dean? I'm already in, I don't see the point," Adam complained.
"Knowing the dean will be beneficial in your years to come at the school, trust me Adam."
They walked around for about twenty minutes, and then they waited outside the Dean's office. He opened the door with a large smile on his face. He seemed to be a very nice man from his looks and facial expressions.
"Hello Mr. Banks. And you must be Adam. If you'll just come in my office and have a seat. Mr. Banks, you're welcome to come too."
"Dad, it's okay, I'll be out in a little while," Adam said to stop his dad form following him in. Phillip just smiled.
"I'll meet your right here, okay?"
"Okay," Adam said as he watched his dad walk off and then entered the Dean's office and looked around. It was very large, very decorated, and very professional.
"So Adam, you play hockey?" the dean asked sitting down at his desk.
"Yes sir."
"How long have you been playing?"
"About eight years."
"Wow, that's great. Well, we're holding tryouts on the first day of school. You'll either be playing for the varsity team or the junior varsity team. But from what your dad has said, I'm confident you'll make varsity." The dean continued to ask him questions. Questions mostly about the courses he wished to take and such. After about thirty minutes, he was finished. "Well, everything here looks great. I guess I'll see you again in a week when school starts," the dean said smiling.
"Thank you for meeting with me," Adam said shaking his hand.
"My pleasure," Dean Buckley said escorting Adam out. Adam saw his dad sitting on a nearby bench. "Phillip, you're son is everything you said and more."
"Thank you," he said proudly.
"So we'll see him soon and his schedule should be arriving in the mail shortly."
"Thank you for your time," Phillip said thanking him once again. The dean gave a quick wave as Adam and his dad headed off.
"You didn't even thank him," Phillip said, looking shocked.
"Dad, I did thank him. I thanked him in the office," Adam said in his defense.
"What did he ask you?" Phillip asked.
"Oh, stuff," Adam replied.
"Adam, you truly need to improve your vocabulary. Could you be a bit more specific?"
"He didn't really ask many questions, he just told me a bunch of stuff about the school. He said that I could be put on either varsity or JV, it depends. And then he was talking about classes and stuff. And then he asked me a few questions and that was it," Adam explained.
"Well, I'm glad everything went fairy well."
The Next Week
It was the first day of school. Adam entered the auditorium and looked around for a place to sit. He didn't have any friends at this school, he didn't even know anyone. He eyes searched around until he saw a group of guys with letter jackets. Assuming it had to be one of the two hockey teams, he walked over and sat down by them. A boy with brown hair turned to him. "You new here kid?"
"Yeah. My name's Adam. You guys are on the hockey team, right?"
"Yeah we are."
"Oh, well, I'm trying out today."
"Which team are you planning to be on?"
"Hopefully varsity."
"Good. I'm Scooter, and this is Cole and Riley. Guys guys," Scooter said trying to get their attention. "This is Adam, he's trying out for the team today."
"Really? So Adam, have you heard anything about this new JV team?" Riley asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Well, yes actually. The ducks, I played against them in the pee wees," Adam said and then thought about the stupidity of his statement. Why was he bringing up the pee wees?
"They got scholarships, all of em," Riley said.
"Yeah, and they're gonna ruin our school," Cole added. Just then, a girl and four boys sat in front of them. Riley tapped Cole on the shoulder and whispered what looked like, 'it's the JV team.'
"Ya know what? You ducks don't belong here at Eden Hall," Riley began.
Please tell me what ya think! Was this a good idea or did I just have way too much coffee? Lol, so honestly tell me. Thanks for reading!
Also, right now it says drama/general, but that could change. I might add a little bit of romance or angst, not totally sure yet.
Adam Banks sat in his father's car and fidgeted around nervously. "Adam, will you relax?" his father asked reading him. "Everything's going to be fine."
"I'm not so sure. I mean, do you remember that team? What if everybody hates me?" Adam asked.
"They're not gonna hate you. That was years ago. They won't even remember you," his father, Phillip, tried to reassure him.
Adam just laughed slightly. "Yeah right, they won't remember me. God I don't wanna do this."
"Adam, listen to me. This is a very prestigious high school and they have a great hockey team. This is a excellent opportunity for you."
"I know, I know," Adam mumbled in reply. Phillip pulled up into a parking lot and parked.
"Here we are," Phillip said happily. "The Eden Hall Academy."
"I can't hardly wait," Adam muttered sarcastically.
"Now, come on. Dean Buckley is expecting you. We wouldn't want to keep him waiting," Phillip said glancing at his watch.
"Dad, we're 30 minutes early," Adam said.
"It's a good habit to learn to be places early Adam. You'll learn that someday. Now come on, let's walk around the campus."
"Dad, no," Adam objected. "I don't think they'd want us to just wander through their school."
"Come on. If you're going here, you'll need to know you're way around this place. It's huge." Adam just sighed and followed his father inside.
"Why do I even have to meet with the dean? I'm already in, I don't see the point," Adam complained.
"Knowing the dean will be beneficial in your years to come at the school, trust me Adam."
They walked around for about twenty minutes, and then they waited outside the Dean's office. He opened the door with a large smile on his face. He seemed to be a very nice man from his looks and facial expressions.
"Hello Mr. Banks. And you must be Adam. If you'll just come in my office and have a seat. Mr. Banks, you're welcome to come too."
"Dad, it's okay, I'll be out in a little while," Adam said to stop his dad form following him in. Phillip just smiled.
"I'll meet your right here, okay?"
"Okay," Adam said as he watched his dad walk off and then entered the Dean's office and looked around. It was very large, very decorated, and very professional.
"So Adam, you play hockey?" the dean asked sitting down at his desk.
"Yes sir."
"How long have you been playing?"
"About eight years."
"Wow, that's great. Well, we're holding tryouts on the first day of school. You'll either be playing for the varsity team or the junior varsity team. But from what your dad has said, I'm confident you'll make varsity." The dean continued to ask him questions. Questions mostly about the courses he wished to take and such. After about thirty minutes, he was finished. "Well, everything here looks great. I guess I'll see you again in a week when school starts," the dean said smiling.
"Thank you for meeting with me," Adam said shaking his hand.
"My pleasure," Dean Buckley said escorting Adam out. Adam saw his dad sitting on a nearby bench. "Phillip, you're son is everything you said and more."
"Thank you," he said proudly.
"So we'll see him soon and his schedule should be arriving in the mail shortly."
"Thank you for your time," Phillip said thanking him once again. The dean gave a quick wave as Adam and his dad headed off.
"You didn't even thank him," Phillip said, looking shocked.
"Dad, I did thank him. I thanked him in the office," Adam said in his defense.
"What did he ask you?" Phillip asked.
"Oh, stuff," Adam replied.
"Adam, you truly need to improve your vocabulary. Could you be a bit more specific?"
"He didn't really ask many questions, he just told me a bunch of stuff about the school. He said that I could be put on either varsity or JV, it depends. And then he was talking about classes and stuff. And then he asked me a few questions and that was it," Adam explained.
"Well, I'm glad everything went fairy well."
The Next Week
It was the first day of school. Adam entered the auditorium and looked around for a place to sit. He didn't have any friends at this school, he didn't even know anyone. He eyes searched around until he saw a group of guys with letter jackets. Assuming it had to be one of the two hockey teams, he walked over and sat down by them. A boy with brown hair turned to him. "You new here kid?"
"Yeah. My name's Adam. You guys are on the hockey team, right?"
"Yeah we are."
"Oh, well, I'm trying out today."
"Which team are you planning to be on?"
"Hopefully varsity."
"Good. I'm Scooter, and this is Cole and Riley. Guys guys," Scooter said trying to get their attention. "This is Adam, he's trying out for the team today."
"Really? So Adam, have you heard anything about this new JV team?" Riley asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Well, yes actually. The ducks, I played against them in the pee wees," Adam said and then thought about the stupidity of his statement. Why was he bringing up the pee wees?
"They got scholarships, all of em," Riley said.
"Yeah, and they're gonna ruin our school," Cole added. Just then, a girl and four boys sat in front of them. Riley tapped Cole on the shoulder and whispered what looked like, 'it's the JV team.'
"Ya know what? You ducks don't belong here at Eden Hall," Riley began.
Please tell me what ya think! Was this a good idea or did I just have way too much coffee? Lol, so honestly tell me. Thanks for reading!