A/N: Sorry this took sooooo long. Been crazy recently. Classes, I mean
who thought in college you had to go? Sheesh. Also, my beloved hometown
team, the Syracuse Orangemen won the NCAA National Championship so I've
been bouncing around about that. And then I went and lost the sheet I'd
written this story on. Also don't know how long it is from Minnesota to
Maryland.so, ya.
I decided not to write about the game or have Adam's mom talk to him yet. I'll probably do that in the next chapter. Not sure where I want to go with that yet.
Sorry it's so short
Chapter 6
Adam felt Jack's head hit his shoulder. He smiled at his little brother. They had been on the road for six hours now. Adam wanted to sleep but he couldn't. His mind was still back in Minnesota. He looked out the window and remembered his last few minutes at home.
~Flashback~
Adam shoved the last bag into the trunk and slammed it shut. "That's everything."
"Hopefully," Kyle said, leaning against the car. He then pointed at something behind Adam. "Hey, kid, look."
Adam started to turn. A voice called out from just up the street. "Hey! Cake-eater!"
Adam smiled. "Hey Jesse. Scooter. What are you guys doing here?"
"Wanted to say goodbye and give you this." Jesse handed him a box. "Everyone else was gonna come but Charlie called this practice or whatever. They didn't want to make him more upset so. . ."
"Its okay, Jess. Charlie's mom told mine they were gonna come." Adam placed the box on the trunk of the car and opened it. Inside was a jersey. It was the same one they had worn at the Goodwill Games. Adam pulled it out and let it unfold. He noticed the difference between this one and his old one. This jersey was covered in signatures. Every duck, past and present, had signed it. Even Karp, Peter, Tammy, Tommy, and Terry had signed it. Varsity had gotten a hold of it too, apparently. Adam glanced at Scooter and gave him a puzzled look. All of Scooter's talk about his Duck friends and he had known about this?
Scooter noticed Adam's look. "This clown," he gave Jesse a playful shove, "came up to us after you and Kyle left the game yesterday. Since most of Varsity was there, we all signed it."
"Thanks guys. This is great." Adam knew now that, no matter what, most of the Ducks would remain his friends.
"Don't worry about Charlie. He'll get over it. He's just being . . . Charlie."
Adam smiled. "Thanks again, Jesse. For everything." He gave Jesse a quick hug..
"Adam, hurry up. We have to get going," called his father.
"Ok, Dad. I guess I gotta go. Maybe I'll see you guys."
"Yeah, maybe," Jesse smiled. "Cake-eater."
Adam smiled slightly, as Scooter leaned in and whispered in his ear. "I guess even us smart guys are wrong. They don't seem that bad. Especially Jesse."
"Yeah."
"See you around, kid." Scooter slapped his shoulder. He and Jesse watched as Adam placed the jersey back in the box and get in the car.
As they drove away, Adam glanced back and waved at his friends, well two of them at least. He knew there were more and that thought would get him through his move.
~End Flashback~
Adam struggled to keep his eyes open but it didn't work. He slowly drifted off to sleep, thinking of where he was headed and what he had left behind.
Sara glanced back at her sons. Kyle was listening to his c.d. player and the other three were sleeping. She looked at Adam. She really hoped her suspensions were wrong. They'd have to have a talk but not now. He had too much on his mind. We'll talk, she thought. I haven't talked to him in a long time she remembered to herself, I've lost touch with him. Well, that will have to change.
And she vowed that it would.
I decided not to write about the game or have Adam's mom talk to him yet. I'll probably do that in the next chapter. Not sure where I want to go with that yet.
Sorry it's so short
Chapter 6
Adam felt Jack's head hit his shoulder. He smiled at his little brother. They had been on the road for six hours now. Adam wanted to sleep but he couldn't. His mind was still back in Minnesota. He looked out the window and remembered his last few minutes at home.
~Flashback~
Adam shoved the last bag into the trunk and slammed it shut. "That's everything."
"Hopefully," Kyle said, leaning against the car. He then pointed at something behind Adam. "Hey, kid, look."
Adam started to turn. A voice called out from just up the street. "Hey! Cake-eater!"
Adam smiled. "Hey Jesse. Scooter. What are you guys doing here?"
"Wanted to say goodbye and give you this." Jesse handed him a box. "Everyone else was gonna come but Charlie called this practice or whatever. They didn't want to make him more upset so. . ."
"Its okay, Jess. Charlie's mom told mine they were gonna come." Adam placed the box on the trunk of the car and opened it. Inside was a jersey. It was the same one they had worn at the Goodwill Games. Adam pulled it out and let it unfold. He noticed the difference between this one and his old one. This jersey was covered in signatures. Every duck, past and present, had signed it. Even Karp, Peter, Tammy, Tommy, and Terry had signed it. Varsity had gotten a hold of it too, apparently. Adam glanced at Scooter and gave him a puzzled look. All of Scooter's talk about his Duck friends and he had known about this?
Scooter noticed Adam's look. "This clown," he gave Jesse a playful shove, "came up to us after you and Kyle left the game yesterday. Since most of Varsity was there, we all signed it."
"Thanks guys. This is great." Adam knew now that, no matter what, most of the Ducks would remain his friends.
"Don't worry about Charlie. He'll get over it. He's just being . . . Charlie."
Adam smiled. "Thanks again, Jesse. For everything." He gave Jesse a quick hug..
"Adam, hurry up. We have to get going," called his father.
"Ok, Dad. I guess I gotta go. Maybe I'll see you guys."
"Yeah, maybe," Jesse smiled. "Cake-eater."
Adam smiled slightly, as Scooter leaned in and whispered in his ear. "I guess even us smart guys are wrong. They don't seem that bad. Especially Jesse."
"Yeah."
"See you around, kid." Scooter slapped his shoulder. He and Jesse watched as Adam placed the jersey back in the box and get in the car.
As they drove away, Adam glanced back and waved at his friends, well two of them at least. He knew there were more and that thought would get him through his move.
~End Flashback~
Adam struggled to keep his eyes open but it didn't work. He slowly drifted off to sleep, thinking of where he was headed and what he had left behind.
Sara glanced back at her sons. Kyle was listening to his c.d. player and the other three were sleeping. She looked at Adam. She really hoped her suspensions were wrong. They'd have to have a talk but not now. He had too much on his mind. We'll talk, she thought. I haven't talked to him in a long time she remembered to herself, I've lost touch with him. Well, that will have to change.
And she vowed that it would.