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Chapter 11
ADAM'S P.O.V
"Jules"? I said gruffly when my eyes had adjusted to the light and I had realized she wasn't laid in the bed. After laying still for a few minutes, listening for any response, I sat up and looked around. The clothes Julie had slept in where laid screwed up on top of her suitcase. A tell tale sign she had awoken and gone down to breakfast without me.
Feeling a little hurt by the fact she hadn't woken me to go with her or at least left a note of some kind telling me where she had gone, I got up and went for a nice warm shower. Whilst stood under the heated sprinkle of water, I realized that Julie might have been up a few hours but got bored of waiting for me to awake.
Being alone actually made me think about her more. The way her hair shone in the sunlight, the way her eyes twinkled with mischief whenever she was plotting revenge on any of us, mainly Portman for his sexist comments and the way she cared so much for each of us. That's it, I have to admit it sooner or later. I love her, either that or my feelings were just trying to confuse me at the moment.
After getting dressed I re-entered the bedroom, seeing Julie sat on the edge of the bed with a tray of food in her lap. She smiled warmly toward me, offering me the food.
"Thought you'd be hungry"? She watched as I took my first bite of toast.
I nodded my head stuffing another mouthful in washed down with a gulp of orange juice.
After I finished eating the toast and juice Julie had brought me, she explained to me that the ducks were wanting to be leaving soon, otherwise Goldberg would want something to eat and an extra meal would cost. Laughingly I folded my clothes up and laid them neatly in my bag then watched as Julie stuffed everything in, then zipped her dress into the hanger.
"You ready"? I asked offering to take her bag.
"Yep". She took my offer and lead us outside where the others were waiting.
I got a few comments from the likes of Averman, Russ and Goldberg. Mainly they called me a 'sly dog', 'lucky git' all because I had shared the same room as Julie. The comments soon subsided though when Julie threatened to deduct their man hoods so they'd never have the chance to share a room with a girl.
"Hey yall, lets sing 99 bottles". Dwayne shouted above the muffled conversations in the minibus we had hired to get us home.
"NO". Came 10 responses, hushing Dwayne into silence.
When we arrived back at the dorms, we slowly made our way up to our suite, getting a few looks from some of the other residents as we did so, but not really having the energy to care. Portman and Fulton somehow managed to glare back but the lack of energy caused none of the bash brothers normal behavior or should I say abnormal behavior. Before any of us had the chance, Julie pushed open her room door, revealing all the furniture stacked carelessly over the two beds and little floor space.
"What the". Julie turned sharply and glared at us as though we were naughty little school boys that had just chased all the girls with slugs, snails, spiders and snakes. We all looked at Charlie to do the explaining.
"Well, Jules it's like this". Charlie began as he was nudged forward by the rest of us. "Last night, we needed somewhere to put all the stuff, and been a you weren't coming back we thought your room". Charlie smiled slightly thinking what a good job he was doing.
"I don't care about that, what I care about is the fact that it's still there". Julie lightened a bit and a small smile crept across her face.
"We'll move it won't we fella's". Charlie turned and looked sympathetically at us. We didn't really feel up to it, but I suppose it had to be done.
"I'm going for a shower. Just move the sofa and chairs, the rest I don't care about, as long as I've got somewhere to sit". Julie sympathized with us as we all walked sluggishly to her room.
By the time she reappeared from the shower room, the TV, chairs and sofa had returned from her room and were now sat in their rightful place in the living room. We all sat around trying to keep occupied rather than fall asleep.
"Look at you guy's, go grab a shower and wake up a bit". She told us coming back in all cheery eyed. At her suggestion we all got up and headed to our respective rooms.
I was one of the last out, followed by Charlie. Julie was stood at the breakfast bar pouring herself some juice from the carton.
"What's that"? Charlie asked making me turn in my tracks wondering what he was talking about.
"What"? Julie tried her hardest to act dumb, but I for one saw through it as she nervously put the carton of juice away, something Julie very rarely did straightaway.
"That there"! Charlie retorted pointedly, taking her hand forcefully.
"Oh that, it's nothing". Julie fought for her hand back but Charlie's grip was stronger.
"Doesn't look like nothing to me, what would you say Adam"? Charlie thrust her hand further toward me, giving me a better look at the swollen purple fist. The bruise looked vicious and revealed the swelling.
"Julie is that from the other night"? I looked deeply shocked especially since none of us had noticed it before now.
"Does it matter, it's just a bruise". She yanked her arm back and managed to pull out of Charlie's grip.
"That's not just a bruise Jules, it looks like you've got your hockey gear on". I told her.
"Look, it's fine, it doesn't hurt". She replied and as if to prove her point she clenched her fist then opened it. Charlie watched her hand intently while I was more interested in the wince her eyes were begrudging us from seeing.
"You could hardly move it". Charlie argued. He was always precarious of injuries like this one.
"It hurts you doesn't it, I saw you wince". I joined in.
"Just drop it will you. I'm fine, my hands fine. Just go play doctors and nurses with someone else ok". She shouted then stormed towards her room and slammed the door.
Why was she being like this? Why couldn't she just say it hurt instead of hiding the pain? We wouldn't think any less of her because of it, hell especially after the punch that caused it. I made a mental note to ask her once she had calmed down.
Well what do you think??? PLEASE R&R!!!!!
Chapter 11
ADAM'S P.O.V
"Jules"? I said gruffly when my eyes had adjusted to the light and I had realized she wasn't laid in the bed. After laying still for a few minutes, listening for any response, I sat up and looked around. The clothes Julie had slept in where laid screwed up on top of her suitcase. A tell tale sign she had awoken and gone down to breakfast without me.
Feeling a little hurt by the fact she hadn't woken me to go with her or at least left a note of some kind telling me where she had gone, I got up and went for a nice warm shower. Whilst stood under the heated sprinkle of water, I realized that Julie might have been up a few hours but got bored of waiting for me to awake.
Being alone actually made me think about her more. The way her hair shone in the sunlight, the way her eyes twinkled with mischief whenever she was plotting revenge on any of us, mainly Portman for his sexist comments and the way she cared so much for each of us. That's it, I have to admit it sooner or later. I love her, either that or my feelings were just trying to confuse me at the moment.
After getting dressed I re-entered the bedroom, seeing Julie sat on the edge of the bed with a tray of food in her lap. She smiled warmly toward me, offering me the food.
"Thought you'd be hungry"? She watched as I took my first bite of toast.
I nodded my head stuffing another mouthful in washed down with a gulp of orange juice.
After I finished eating the toast and juice Julie had brought me, she explained to me that the ducks were wanting to be leaving soon, otherwise Goldberg would want something to eat and an extra meal would cost. Laughingly I folded my clothes up and laid them neatly in my bag then watched as Julie stuffed everything in, then zipped her dress into the hanger.
"You ready"? I asked offering to take her bag.
"Yep". She took my offer and lead us outside where the others were waiting.
I got a few comments from the likes of Averman, Russ and Goldberg. Mainly they called me a 'sly dog', 'lucky git' all because I had shared the same room as Julie. The comments soon subsided though when Julie threatened to deduct their man hoods so they'd never have the chance to share a room with a girl.
"Hey yall, lets sing 99 bottles". Dwayne shouted above the muffled conversations in the minibus we had hired to get us home.
"NO". Came 10 responses, hushing Dwayne into silence.
When we arrived back at the dorms, we slowly made our way up to our suite, getting a few looks from some of the other residents as we did so, but not really having the energy to care. Portman and Fulton somehow managed to glare back but the lack of energy caused none of the bash brothers normal behavior or should I say abnormal behavior. Before any of us had the chance, Julie pushed open her room door, revealing all the furniture stacked carelessly over the two beds and little floor space.
"What the". Julie turned sharply and glared at us as though we were naughty little school boys that had just chased all the girls with slugs, snails, spiders and snakes. We all looked at Charlie to do the explaining.
"Well, Jules it's like this". Charlie began as he was nudged forward by the rest of us. "Last night, we needed somewhere to put all the stuff, and been a you weren't coming back we thought your room". Charlie smiled slightly thinking what a good job he was doing.
"I don't care about that, what I care about is the fact that it's still there". Julie lightened a bit and a small smile crept across her face.
"We'll move it won't we fella's". Charlie turned and looked sympathetically at us. We didn't really feel up to it, but I suppose it had to be done.
"I'm going for a shower. Just move the sofa and chairs, the rest I don't care about, as long as I've got somewhere to sit". Julie sympathized with us as we all walked sluggishly to her room.
By the time she reappeared from the shower room, the TV, chairs and sofa had returned from her room and were now sat in their rightful place in the living room. We all sat around trying to keep occupied rather than fall asleep.
"Look at you guy's, go grab a shower and wake up a bit". She told us coming back in all cheery eyed. At her suggestion we all got up and headed to our respective rooms.
I was one of the last out, followed by Charlie. Julie was stood at the breakfast bar pouring herself some juice from the carton.
"What's that"? Charlie asked making me turn in my tracks wondering what he was talking about.
"What"? Julie tried her hardest to act dumb, but I for one saw through it as she nervously put the carton of juice away, something Julie very rarely did straightaway.
"That there"! Charlie retorted pointedly, taking her hand forcefully.
"Oh that, it's nothing". Julie fought for her hand back but Charlie's grip was stronger.
"Doesn't look like nothing to me, what would you say Adam"? Charlie thrust her hand further toward me, giving me a better look at the swollen purple fist. The bruise looked vicious and revealed the swelling.
"Julie is that from the other night"? I looked deeply shocked especially since none of us had noticed it before now.
"Does it matter, it's just a bruise". She yanked her arm back and managed to pull out of Charlie's grip.
"That's not just a bruise Jules, it looks like you've got your hockey gear on". I told her.
"Look, it's fine, it doesn't hurt". She replied and as if to prove her point she clenched her fist then opened it. Charlie watched her hand intently while I was more interested in the wince her eyes were begrudging us from seeing.
"You could hardly move it". Charlie argued. He was always precarious of injuries like this one.
"It hurts you doesn't it, I saw you wince". I joined in.
"Just drop it will you. I'm fine, my hands fine. Just go play doctors and nurses with someone else ok". She shouted then stormed towards her room and slammed the door.
Why was she being like this? Why couldn't she just say it hurt instead of hiding the pain? We wouldn't think any less of her because of it, hell especially after the punch that caused it. I made a mental note to ask her once she had calmed down.
Well what do you think??? PLEASE R&R!!!!!