Disclaimer: As always, I do not own any of the Ducks. Never have, never will.

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Author's Note: Oh. I think I forgot to mention that the Ducks are in their freshman year. This fic takes place about a month after the JV/ Varsity Showdown. I've thought about the last line of the previos chapter, and have decided that, thanks to Lexani's suggestion, Julie was flattered by Portman's display of affection. Or maybe he just wants to get her in the sack...*grins evilly* Anyway, I hope you don't mind that I've decided to change the point of view from 3rd person, to stated 1st person. In other words, it'll make it easier for me to write the story if I write in 1st person POV.

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Connie's POV

I was sitting at my desk, trying to work out this tough Algebra problem, when someone came into the room. I turned around quickly, ready to chew out the person that interrupted my thinking process, when I realized it was Julie.

"Thank the Lord you're here," I started, but was, again, interrupted. Why do people keep doing that to me?

"Hey Jules," Devin O'Brian, Julie's best friend, screamed into my ear. She never says anything below the volume of a yell. Sure, she gets on my nerves, but I put up with her, for Julie's sake.

"I just heard what happened... Why?" the best friend asked with interest.

Julie bounced over to her bed and sat down. She motioned for Devin to folow suit. Devin looked at her strangely, but did as she was told.

"Okay," Julie started, but hten directed the next sentence at me, "Connie, are we bothering you? Because if we are, we can go to Dev's room..."

I cut her off, "No, Jules, it's okay. As long as you tell me what the hell is going on."

Devin glared at me through her glasses, then begged Julie to continue.

"Well," Julie started again, "At lunch, Scooter approached our table, and asked to speak to me in private.

"I followed him out into the Senior Hall, and he blurted out quickly, 'I'm sorry, Julie, but I don't think we should see each other anymore...'. I was like, 'Are you breaking up with me?' he nodded. 'Why?' I asked, and guess what he told me..."

Devin shrugged excitedly, as did I, but that gesture was a lie. I do know why Scooter broke up with Julie, I just can't bear to admit it, though. So I let her get on with the story, as my palms get sweatier with every word...

"He said..." she paused for a second. "That he's seeing someone else!"

"No..." Devin said, mouth slighty ajar with shock. "Who is she?"

"I don't know," Julie said angrily. "But the anonymous tramp is really starting to piss me off..."

I've been quiet through this whole ordeal, and I don't dare stop now. I get up as quietly as possible, trying to avoid an inquiry, but to no avail.

"Connie," Devin acknowleged suspiciously. Oh, what if she knows? "Do you have any idea who it is Scott has been seeing?"

"Uhh..." I tell myself to calm down, just answer the question. "Well, he's been seeing Julie..." Oh good one, Connie. I'm sure they don't suspect anything now. Note the sarcasm.

"No! I mean... Err...Yes, he's been seeing Julie, but..." Don't screw it up, I order myself. Then I come up with a way to get out of this... Alive... I hope. "Other than that, I have no clue who he is going out with."

Juvenile, I know, but they seem contented with my lousy explaination. I'm under too much pressure. I just hope they don't ask anymore questions. How do you stay calm when your roommate's boyfriend dumps her for another girl? No, better question. How do you stay calm when your roommate's boyfriend dumps her... for you? Aha, now you see my dilemma.

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Julie's POV

Connie's acting very strangely. I think she knows something, something that I need to know, so why won't she tell me? I look over to where Connie is sulking. I have to find out what's up with her...

Devin's going on about something of no importance to me. Right now, the only thing I'm worried about is Connie... Oh, and Dean. I'm still a little flustered over our conversation in the bathroom.

"So... What do you think Julie?"

"Huh?" I looked around for the owner of the voice that beckoned me.

Devin looked severely annoyed.

"I said," she spat. "What do you think Julie?" She spoke to me as if she was speaking to a small child. Now I'm 'severely annoyed'. I can't believe this... this... whining ninny is my best friend. I need to get a social life...

"Think about what?" I asked. Truthfully, I have no idea what she is talking about.

"The Empire State Building," she sighed sarcastically. People are too sarcastic nowadays. "Seriously, Julie, do you ever listen to anything I say?"

I wandered over to where my jacket lay and picked it up, ignoring her.

"Julie," Devin said impatiently, or, rather, she shouted it. "When I ask a question I expect an answer!"

I strolled to the door, and, as I walked out of the dorm room, said with a smirk, "No, Devin, I never listen to a word you say..."