Title: More Than You'll Ever Know
Summary: All Adam's dad wants is for Adam to make pro-hockey. All Adam ever wanted was a friend. A friend to stick by him. He'd lost one before, and when she comes back, sparks fly, but not for the better.
Main Duck: Adam Banks
Rating: PG-13 for language especially in this chapter and later violence
Time frame: After D2, before and during D3 maybe after D3 if I feel like it and if you give me reviews =p
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! Especially to duckslover99, who seems to be the only one who's actually reading this. IS ANYONE OUT THERE READING MY STORY?!?! *silence* guess not…
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own 'em. I just own Jessica, Ethan, Sally, Jason, and Andrew.
This chapter: Adam gets back in touch with old friends and the Brazilian Fire Ants.
Adam
After the little show in the locker room, everything went downhill. I'm not even going to start on the dinner that we 'gave' them. The look in Charlie's eyes when he came to back to campus and I saw him outside was indescribable. All I knew was that I'd have to work 100 times as hard to get our friendship back. And hopefully, he'd listen to me when I did try. Somehow, I knew it was wishful thinking though. I retreated to my room, trying to get there before Cole. Cole stuck his head in the room about ten minutes after I did and told me he'd be back. I nodded, logging onto my screen-name on the computer. I hadn't gotten a chance to read Jesse's reply to my e-mail yet. There was another e-mail from Danny Larson that I had yet to as well. I sighed and clicked on Jesse's e-mail first.
From: Jduck99
To: cake_eater99
Subject: Hi
Hey Banksie!
Glad you decided to keep that e-mail I gave you *sniff* so honored, so honored. Anyway, congratulations on making Varsity! I hope the Ducks don't hate you. I mean, I love the Ducks, but they're like a clique, you'd know wouldn't you? So man, how is Varsity anyway? Charlie said they're all jerks who suck, but I'm not sure they're that bad. Jessica made it too? Man, that sucks!
This new town isn't that bad at all. There's no serious hockey team here; just a bunch of kids and a coach out to have fun together. It's tight over here, the kids would love you…once they got over your cake-eater preppy bastard looks! Lol…I'm just playin'. But enough about me, what about you?
If I know anyone the best, I know you. You don't sound happy, even in the e-mail. Have you opened up? Talk to me, man…well ttyl! =P
-Jesse
I sighed and wished I could be there with him instead of in this school. Clicking on the reply button, I wondered if Jesse wanted to hear my whole story or not.
From: cake_eater99
To: Jduck9
Subject: Re: Hi
Hey Jesse,
Thanks (about Varsity). Varsity isn't that bad, to tell you the truth. JV and varsity just started off bad, if you ask me. The guys are actually pretty nice, even Riley, the captain. Well, when he wants to be Riley will be nice. If you sit with them everyday and spend almost all your free time with them, you'll see they're decent guys when they're around anyone but the JV team. Except for Jessica, who's a girl and NOT decent at all. The Ducks…eh, I wouldn't know what to tell you honestly. They don't really talk to me anymore and I don't sit with them at meal times anymore.
That means I haven't exactly had much of a chance to…open up to them *sigh* I only have history and music with them and they don't talk to me at all. They're too busy planning revenge on Varsity. We have a prank war going on right now. You're lucky you're not here for that sole reason. I didn't even know about the prank we pulled on the JV until after we pulled it. I'm sure Charlie'll tall you all about our prank. I'm still not sure what it was exactly.
Well anyway, in return, they froze everything in our locker room with liquid nitrogen. Ask Charlie about that one too. But then the team came up with the bright idea to pretend to take JV out to dinner as a tradition and make them pay for it. Obviously, they didn't know and I didn't know until after I left the restaurant with Varsity. So you see, the Ducks aren't focusing on our friendship as of right now. I gotta go, room-mate…ugh!
-Adam
I quickly hit the send button as Cole walked in through the door.
"You don't sleep much, do you?" Cole asked with a smile. I shrugged.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Almost midnight."
"You don't sleep much either."
"Nah, don't need it."
"Did you do your homework?"
"Yeah…I think." I rolled my eyes and opened Danny's e-mail from his new address.
From: LadiesMan64
To: cake_eater99
Subject: What's up?
Hey Adam,
Like my new screen-name? I got sick of Hawkpuck64…well I'm not a Hawk anymore…thank the lord!
I had to smile at that. We used to all have Hawk screen-names, being the egotistical guys we were. Mine used to be centerhawk99, stupid, I know.
Anyway, how are you man? It's so boring here!! Congrats on Varsity, I knew you'd make it! Remember Aaron King?
Did I ever! He'd totally taken McGill's side as soon as I became a Duck. He completely disregarded our friendship almost immediately!
I know he was rotten to you, but he's changed a lot…for the better. He goes here along with Shane Ryder. Everyone else either goes to another private school near you friend Jesse's school or they actually go to Jesse's school.
Hey, Jessica told me about the big blow-up between you two. I'm not taking sides, I told this too, because I'm not about to lose a friend here. Are you alright though? If you need to talk, I'm here. Just don't kill yourself over this situation, it's not worth it. Later!
-Danny
I hesitated before replying to him. I knew that he and Jessica were close so I didn't want to say anything incredibly bad about her. Cole had already left again so I was free to bitch about anything I wanted to. But in the time it took to think about what to write, I didn't notice the many Brazilian Fire Ants that had been let into my room…until they bit me.
"AHH!!!" I screamed, jumping out of my chair. Since I was barefoot, I had a hard time getting to my door without that sinking feeling I squashed a few. I shook my door knob while trying to get a few off of my face. I tripped and fell with a huge bang as a few ants got into my hair. The door swung open and I scrambled out, meeting the rest of the team scratching and screaming as well. I looked up and saw the JV team laughing hysterically at us…at me. Charlie stopped for a second, meeting my glance with ice cold anger before breaking out in a hysterical fit of laughter as I shook a few more ants out of my hair, diving for the hallway bathroom. Riley had challenged JV to an unofficial match the next morning.
After we all cleaned ourselves up, we headed back to our dorms for another hour and a half of sleep. But Cole was outsider, withering and tied up. If Riley wasn't there, I would have burst out laughing. WE eventually got him untied and when I stood up, my breath stopped. The entire team followed my gaze and Jessica turned white as a sheet.
"Hey Jessie, baby…can we talk?" Zak Hill stepped forward.
"I-I don't have anything to say to you,' she replied coldly. I couldn't help but smile triumphantly. They didn't last! I was right! And Jessica was single now…I stopped myself there.
"But I do! Jess, I love you. Please…just hear me out," he actually looked sincere.
"Why can't you say it in front of these guys?"
"I need time to talk to you alone, please?"
Jessica sighed, "Fine. Just give me a minute to get my jacket and stuff."
"We won't be long, you don't need it. Besides, it's not cold," he smiled sweetly at her. Too sweetly. Jess bit her lip and pasted a smile on her face, "Okay then…"
"Great! Hey Banks, what's up?"
"H-hey…" I stammered. I had a bad feeling about this guy. Zak took Jess by the arm and led her outside. She cast a look over her shoulder, as if she was almost…afraid and pleading for help.
"Does anyone else have a bad feeling about him?" Riley asked after watching them leave.
"Yeah…let's go follow them," Scooter suggested.
"What do you think Adam?" They all turned to me. I shrugged, "I don't know."
"Adam," Try Brown, who had witnessed a fair share of arguments, turned to me, "This isn't about some stupid argument or fight between the two of you anymore. This guy looks and seems really dangerous!"
"Yes, it is," I snapped, "This is what our fight was…is about! Zak Hill! Of course he's dangerous!"
"Well then, what do you say?" Riley asked.
"Fine, let's go," I grumbled.
After a few minutes of walking, we heard an all too familiar scream. It was Jessica.