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Chapter 9
ADAM'S P.O.V
After I finished my speech which hadn't gone as I had planned but I couldn't exactly crack a load of jokes after what Connie's Dad had said. But still, I think it went ok, I mean it could have a lot worse. Julie had helped me out a bit though when I got stuck for wording, but what the hell.
As the care taker's came in and moved all the furniture around I stood and listened to the ducks chat amongst themselves whilst Connie and Guy circulated the other guests.
"Did you bring them"? I heard Julie ask as I came back to earth.
"Yeah, I hid them under the tables in that little room where everyone put their coats and stuff". Dwayne replied.
"That's a cloakroom Dwayne". I answered. Just then someone shouted Julie and she turned and walked away, returning 5 minutes later and nearly falling over as she reached us.
"Hey Jules, if that's all it take's to get you pissed we ought to buy champagne more often". Portman laughed and winked.
"I'm not pissed you bo-zo, It's these bloody shoes". She bent her leg and pulled one of them off, then the other.
"They aren't that high". Portman argued.
"You wanna bet. I'd love to see you walk in them". She protested shoving them into his arms.
After about half an hour of listening to Portman argue with Julie about the shoes, the DJ arrived and started setting up. I was dragged away by Guy and arrived back just in time for the second part of their surprise.
"Who's going to go up and announce and stuff"? Charlie asked.
"YOU"! We all replied.
"Why me"? He protested.
"Because your captain duck". Julie argued. She definitely wasn't in the mood to argue. Charlie caved and made his way up to the stage.
"Excuse me. Erm, we as in the ducks have something to give the happy couple for their first dance". Charlie stuttered. "So Connie, Guy get up here".
Connie and Guy looked confused but as directed came up on stage and sat on the two chairs Russ and Goldberg had placed. The ducks surrounded behind them.
"We couldn't get any ice but we could". Julie said as she gave Guy his new roller blades and Luis pushed Connie's blades in her hands.
"There is no way I can skate in this dress". Connie pleaded.
"Sure there is". Julie disputed. "Your dress only just touches the floor".
"No socks". Connie excused herself again.
"Already thought of". Averman passed her a pair of socks.
"There's no getting out of it". I told her.
Finally Connie gave in and pulled her skates on. She stood and began following Guy toward the steps. Then turned to face us, her face pleading help. We sent Portman and Fulton over to lift her down the steps, and then we all followed to watch their first dance. They had chosen love is all around by Wet, Wet, Wet. They started off shakily, both nearly falling as they tried to skate and dance at the same time on the shiny wooden floor. But by the end of the song, they had gotten the hang of it and looked quite good. Not Olympic figure skater style but still not bad. After helping them off with the skates, we sat at a table together, watching Guy and Connie circulate amongst the guests that were now turning up for the evening party. Coach Bombay and Orion among them.
"Excuse me, Miss Gaffney"? One of the hotel staff headed her way.
"Yeah". She turned mid conversation with Coach Bombay and myself. Personally I thought she was a little bit tipsy after all she had, had nearly 6 glasses of champagne.
"How many rooms are you wanting"? The young girl asked politely.
"Er, 1 single, 2 bunk and single and two twin". She reeled off.
"I'll just go and sort it out". She replied and wandered off.
5 minutes later the same girl returned, holding a hand full of keys.
"Miss Gaffney, I'm sorry we haven't got a spare single but we can offer you a double for the same price and one of the bunk and single is unavailable but we are able to replace it with a twin". She replied.
"Yeah that's fine". Julie answered. At first I thought something odd was happening about the rooms but put it to the back of my mind.
As the night wore on, we each had a dance with Julie who was being run ragged by guests who didn't want to disrupt Connie and Guy. Just after Connie and Guy took off for their honeymoon, guests started disappearing and even the ducks were beginning to retire to their rooms. Julie handed each group a key as they wished to go to their rooms, trying to make clear who was with who but giving up towards the end.
We however had to stay until everyone had gone. Which took a little longer than expected, been as one or two of the guests had, had rather too much to drink. We were both ready to sleep. While waiting for them, I stood tensely next to Julie.
"You wanna dance"? I asked as the DJ put a slow song on as he packed the main part of his belongings.
"Sure". She replied as she stepped closer, put her left hand on my upper arm and took my right hand.
The dance was amazing, it was like there was just the two of us in the whole world. After the first few seconds Julie put both her arms around my neck and leaned in closer, resting her head on my shoulder. My arms encircled around her waist as I felt her warm body touch mine. This was like heaven. It was at that precise second, I realized my feelings for Julie were more than just friendship. I was so engorged in the dance, that I didn't even realize when the drunken guests had left. When the song ended, Julie stepped backwards and smiled at me. Oh that smile, it made my knee's melt every time.
"Thanks for the dance". She said, I'm sure I saw her blush slightly.
"Anytime. So you ready for bed"? I replied.
"Yeah".
"Hey Jules, you got my room key"? I asked as we began walking towards the direction of all the rooms we had been given.
"ER, yeah". She reached into the little bag she had been carrying. Pulling out only one key, then going in search of her own. She only had one.
"One of the others might have got it". I replied logically.
"Well Charlie and Goldberg had one of the twin rooms, Fulton and Portman had one, Dwayne and Averman had a twin and the bunk and single went to". She stopped.
"It's ok, I'll just go and get another room no biggy". I answered seeing her face change to guilt.
We both walked to the reception where a big burly woman sat behind a computer tapping away at the keys on the keyboard. She was obviously busy enough to not notice as we stood at the desk like a pair of ornaments.
"Excuse me, but do can I get a room please"? I asked finally realizing she wasn't ever going to notice us.
"I'm sorry Sir, we are all booked up for tonight, we have had 3 weddings". Her voice boomed, but she didn't once look up at us.
"Well, I was the best man at one of them". I continued arguing.
"It wouldn't matter if you were the Pope I wouldn't be able to offer you a room, we are fully booked". The receptionists voice answered me sternly, still not looking at me.
Well, What do you think Adam should do??? PLEASE R&R!!!!
Chapter 9
ADAM'S P.O.V
After I finished my speech which hadn't gone as I had planned but I couldn't exactly crack a load of jokes after what Connie's Dad had said. But still, I think it went ok, I mean it could have a lot worse. Julie had helped me out a bit though when I got stuck for wording, but what the hell.
As the care taker's came in and moved all the furniture around I stood and listened to the ducks chat amongst themselves whilst Connie and Guy circulated the other guests.
"Did you bring them"? I heard Julie ask as I came back to earth.
"Yeah, I hid them under the tables in that little room where everyone put their coats and stuff". Dwayne replied.
"That's a cloakroom Dwayne". I answered. Just then someone shouted Julie and she turned and walked away, returning 5 minutes later and nearly falling over as she reached us.
"Hey Jules, if that's all it take's to get you pissed we ought to buy champagne more often". Portman laughed and winked.
"I'm not pissed you bo-zo, It's these bloody shoes". She bent her leg and pulled one of them off, then the other.
"They aren't that high". Portman argued.
"You wanna bet. I'd love to see you walk in them". She protested shoving them into his arms.
After about half an hour of listening to Portman argue with Julie about the shoes, the DJ arrived and started setting up. I was dragged away by Guy and arrived back just in time for the second part of their surprise.
"Who's going to go up and announce and stuff"? Charlie asked.
"YOU"! We all replied.
"Why me"? He protested.
"Because your captain duck". Julie argued. She definitely wasn't in the mood to argue. Charlie caved and made his way up to the stage.
"Excuse me. Erm, we as in the ducks have something to give the happy couple for their first dance". Charlie stuttered. "So Connie, Guy get up here".
Connie and Guy looked confused but as directed came up on stage and sat on the two chairs Russ and Goldberg had placed. The ducks surrounded behind them.
"We couldn't get any ice but we could". Julie said as she gave Guy his new roller blades and Luis pushed Connie's blades in her hands.
"There is no way I can skate in this dress". Connie pleaded.
"Sure there is". Julie disputed. "Your dress only just touches the floor".
"No socks". Connie excused herself again.
"Already thought of". Averman passed her a pair of socks.
"There's no getting out of it". I told her.
Finally Connie gave in and pulled her skates on. She stood and began following Guy toward the steps. Then turned to face us, her face pleading help. We sent Portman and Fulton over to lift her down the steps, and then we all followed to watch their first dance. They had chosen love is all around by Wet, Wet, Wet. They started off shakily, both nearly falling as they tried to skate and dance at the same time on the shiny wooden floor. But by the end of the song, they had gotten the hang of it and looked quite good. Not Olympic figure skater style but still not bad. After helping them off with the skates, we sat at a table together, watching Guy and Connie circulate amongst the guests that were now turning up for the evening party. Coach Bombay and Orion among them.
"Excuse me, Miss Gaffney"? One of the hotel staff headed her way.
"Yeah". She turned mid conversation with Coach Bombay and myself. Personally I thought she was a little bit tipsy after all she had, had nearly 6 glasses of champagne.
"How many rooms are you wanting"? The young girl asked politely.
"Er, 1 single, 2 bunk and single and two twin". She reeled off.
"I'll just go and sort it out". She replied and wandered off.
5 minutes later the same girl returned, holding a hand full of keys.
"Miss Gaffney, I'm sorry we haven't got a spare single but we can offer you a double for the same price and one of the bunk and single is unavailable but we are able to replace it with a twin". She replied.
"Yeah that's fine". Julie answered. At first I thought something odd was happening about the rooms but put it to the back of my mind.
As the night wore on, we each had a dance with Julie who was being run ragged by guests who didn't want to disrupt Connie and Guy. Just after Connie and Guy took off for their honeymoon, guests started disappearing and even the ducks were beginning to retire to their rooms. Julie handed each group a key as they wished to go to their rooms, trying to make clear who was with who but giving up towards the end.
We however had to stay until everyone had gone. Which took a little longer than expected, been as one or two of the guests had, had rather too much to drink. We were both ready to sleep. While waiting for them, I stood tensely next to Julie.
"You wanna dance"? I asked as the DJ put a slow song on as he packed the main part of his belongings.
"Sure". She replied as she stepped closer, put her left hand on my upper arm and took my right hand.
The dance was amazing, it was like there was just the two of us in the whole world. After the first few seconds Julie put both her arms around my neck and leaned in closer, resting her head on my shoulder. My arms encircled around her waist as I felt her warm body touch mine. This was like heaven. It was at that precise second, I realized my feelings for Julie were more than just friendship. I was so engorged in the dance, that I didn't even realize when the drunken guests had left. When the song ended, Julie stepped backwards and smiled at me. Oh that smile, it made my knee's melt every time.
"Thanks for the dance". She said, I'm sure I saw her blush slightly.
"Anytime. So you ready for bed"? I replied.
"Yeah".
"Hey Jules, you got my room key"? I asked as we began walking towards the direction of all the rooms we had been given.
"ER, yeah". She reached into the little bag she had been carrying. Pulling out only one key, then going in search of her own. She only had one.
"One of the others might have got it". I replied logically.
"Well Charlie and Goldberg had one of the twin rooms, Fulton and Portman had one, Dwayne and Averman had a twin and the bunk and single went to". She stopped.
"It's ok, I'll just go and get another room no biggy". I answered seeing her face change to guilt.
We both walked to the reception where a big burly woman sat behind a computer tapping away at the keys on the keyboard. She was obviously busy enough to not notice as we stood at the desk like a pair of ornaments.
"Excuse me, but do can I get a room please"? I asked finally realizing she wasn't ever going to notice us.
"I'm sorry Sir, we are all booked up for tonight, we have had 3 weddings". Her voice boomed, but she didn't once look up at us.
"Well, I was the best man at one of them". I continued arguing.
"It wouldn't matter if you were the Pope I wouldn't be able to offer you a room, we are fully booked". The receptionists voice answered me sternly, still not looking at me.
Well, What do you think Adam should do??? PLEASE R&R!!!!