Title: Too Young

Summary: It's sophomore year at Eden Hall and #99 Adam Banks is in love. Kelsey is the total opposite from Adam and everyone has their doubts about them. But when a tragedy takes place, everyone gets a taste of exactly how much in love they were.

Rating: PG-13 for some language

Author's Note: REVIEW PLEASE!! I'm horrible at romances, but please give this a shot.

Warning: There is reference to a gay couple in here so if you are extremely homophobic, please do not read even though this story mainly revolves around Adam and his girlfriend.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except for Kelsey, Dylan, and Nicole.

Guy

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            Ever since the JV-Varsity showdown freshmen year, Orien had been pretty lenient with us. Though he trained us hard, we still had a few practices a week where he'd play games with us. We actually played a game of Round-up one time. Everyone seemed to be really happy, especially now that there wasn't a real JV/Varsity feud. Adam seemed relatively content as well. He'd decided that he'd switch to Varsity after the first game. Of course, it took a little persuading from us. On the first Friday night of the school year, we were playing a game against the Blake Bears again and Coach was giving us the pep talk before the whistle. Banks was staring into the stands. Charlie and I exchanged glances.

            "Uh…Banks?" Charlie tapped him on the shoulder.

            "What?!" he snapped out of his daze.

            "Look we already told you," I sighed, "Don't worry about the scouts. You're amazing as it is!" He looked confused. This was new. Charlie shook his head and patted him on the back. We got out onto the ice and, of course, Banks was starting. As we did a warm-up lap around the rink, Adam must've caught someone's eye because he smiled and waved. Charlie looked up into the stands, trying to follow his gaze and looked a bit shocked when he saw what Adam was looking at. I looked into the stands and there was a girl waving and smiling at Adam. It wasn't that Banks wasn't good looking because he had a lot of girls chasing after him. It was just that he didn't come on as the type who would actively invite girls to go watch him play hockey. I don't remember him ever having a girlfriend. Ever.

            We won the game by one point, 11-10. It was like what had happened the first time we played the Bears except this time, Charlie didn't dive to make that final goal and our defense really shaped up. After Orien congratulated us and told us how proud o us he was, we started badgering Adam. Turns out Charlie and I weren't the only ones who noticed he had a girl in the stands.

            "So who was that, Banksie?" Fulton asked, slapping our star center on the back.

            "What are you talking about?" he nonchantly threw his stick into the open locker.

            "Oh come on!" Connie exclaimed, "Don't tell me you don't know who we're talking about! Who was that girl you were intently having telepathic conversations with?!"

            Banksie rolled his eyes, "Just a girl that I met at the park. She said she'd never been to a hockey game before so I invited her. It's not big deal guys." There were a whistles and cat-calls at his last comment, mostly from Averman and Russ. Adam shook his head and retreated out the door. I followed him out since I'd already finished. Outside, a girl with auburn colored hair was waiting for him. The girl from the stands.

            "Hey," he smiled at her, "Did you like the game or did you think it was football on ice?"

            She laughed, "I didn't understand it much. But it was pretty exciting even though I didn't get the terms. Man, the guy sitting behind me was being a total asshole to you guys. He kept on laughing every time you screwed up and he didn't clap for you guys when you made a goal. He was wearing the Eden Hall letter jacket though."

            "Cole," Adam told her simply, "He's part of Varsity. As of right now, he may be the only part of Varsity that doesn't like us too much. The rest of them were decent, right?"

            "Yeah. You played great though! You know, you're the same number as the guy I was telling you about yesterday."

            I heard Adam hesitate for a minute, "Yeah," he finally responded.

            "So do you want to hang-out or something?" she asked him after a little pause. I smiled to myself, willing him to say yes. All he had to do was say yes. He didn't say anything for a minute and I started to get edgy. If he didn't open his mouth soon, I'd have to jump in and talk for him.

            "Hey Banksie," Charlie expertly came to his rescue, though he had no idea that he had. Adam looked up, blushing furiously.

            "Hey Charlie, hey Guy."

            "Sorry, Banksie forgets his manners sometimes. I'm Charlie Conway, captain of the team." He practically batted his eyelashes at the girl. Adam playfully shoved him out of the way.

            "Aww, Adam is a perfect gentleman…not that I'd know or anything," the girl laughed, "So you're the prick captain of the team?" she asked him.

            "Prick?"

            "Sorry. It's a stereotype. I was joking…you know. Hahaha?"

            Charlie nodded, confused. Adam chose this time to butt in. Very smart on his part.

            "Guys, this is Kelsey Henderson. Kelsey, this is Guy Germaine and you already know Charlie Conway."

          "Very nice to meet you," she smiled before turned back to Banks, "So do you want to go and hang-out? Dylan says we need more people to play touch football."

            "At this hour?" Adam asked unbelievingly, "Besides…I don't play football."

            "Well you play football on ice, don't you?" she teased. Adam rolled his eyes. I pushed him forward towards her, practically demanding that he go. It was about time Banksie got some girl action. Reluctantly, he nodded and let himself be dragged away by Kelsey. I laughed lightly, turning back to Charlie who was not as joyous as I was about Banksie getting a girl.

            "What?" I asked him, confused.

            "You just let him go like that?" he demanded.

            "Yeah…come on Charlie. He's finally got a girl!"

            "So? It's that girl."

            "What's wrong with that girl? You already have a girlfriend if you don't remember that, Charlie!"

            "It's just that…oh never mind." He stalked away. I watched him leave, half angry, half upset. Angry because Charlie couldn't accept the fact that, for once in his life, it was someone else's turn to have the glory. Upset because Charlie was mad at me. It didn't make any sense to me. And I didn't try to make sense out of it.

Thanks for the great reviews:

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