Charlie smiled as he walked confidently down the hallway, running his fingers through his hair. He was on his way to Max's dorm to ask her to accompany him to the Winter Dance. He was sure that she would accept. Many girls at Eden Hall would die to go to the dance with Charlie, the captain of the Eden Hall Ducks, but he was a picky guy. He wanted a girl with looks and brains. A girly girl who wasn't too girly. Max was the perfect girl. She too loved hockey and went to all of the games to cheer on the guys. She wasn't one of those girls who showed up at games just to watch the guys, though, she sincerely liked the sport and Charlie often talked for hours on end with her about the games and how she thought the team could improve their game. He took in a deep breath as he knocked on the door of Max's dorm room. A few seconds later, the door creeked open and there stood Max. She was a small girl, about 5'2". She had dark brown hair that was shoulder lengthed at flipped out at the bottom.
"Charlie!" She squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck. He pulled her into a hug and embraced her for a few seconds before pulling away. "You wanna come in?" Charlie nodded and smiled, he followed Max inside and she closed the door.
"How are you doing, babe?" He asked, sitting down on the edge of her bed.
"I'm doing great, as usual." She smiled. "How are you?"
"I'm just fine." He replied. "So, do you have any plans for the dance this Friday?" He asked her. There was no point in beating around the bush. He knew what he wanted and he was pretty sure she did, too.
"Not yet, I was waiting for the right person to ask me." She smiled. "And he hasn't yet..." She let out a huge sigh and sat down on the bed.
"He hasn't?" Charlie smiled. "That's ashame." Max developed a shocked look on her face and punched him in the arm. Charlie laughed and was soon joined by Max. "Do you wanna go with me?" He asked her finally.
"Of course." She replied. "I'd love to."
"Great." Charlie stood up and walked towards the door. "I've got practice, so I'll see you later."
"Bye."
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Stacy sat in the Ducks' box by herself. Gordon was on the ice with the team while they practiced. They had been going for quite a while and she hoped there would be a break soon. She didn't mind watching hockey, she liked hockey, but she was alone and bored. A smile grew across her face when she heard her uncle blow his whistle and call for a fifteen minute break. The Ducks scatter into different locations talking about what was going on; the winter dance, who they were taking, etcetera.
"Hey Stace!" She hadn't noticed Dwayne approaching her and he frightened her. She blushed a little.
"Hey Dwayne! You looked great out there. Your puck handling is insane."
"Thanks a lot." He said, sitting on the boards. "How are you enjoying yourself at Eden Hall?"
"I love it here... I wish I could say the same for my sister, but she's just being a party pooper. I'm having a blast... the people are great."
"Well that's great. If you have any problems, don't be afraid to talk to Dwayne." He grinned from ear to ear.
"You're such a sweetheart!" Stacy said, brushing a strand of her hair from her face. Dwayne now took his turn at blushing.
"Thank ya darlin'. I was kinda wonderin' if you might like to... uh... if you'd like to..."
"He's trying to ask you to go to the dance with him." Dean laughed as he jumped over the boards and sat down next to Stacy. Dwayne reached over and slapped Dean in the head and Dean continued laughing.
"I'd love to go to the dance with you." Stacy grinned. She stood up and kissed Dwayne on the cheek.
"Yee haw!" Dwayne said, skating away. Stacy laughed. She was surprised as she turned to see Becky walking into the rink. Becky wanted to test her new camera. Her uncle told her there would be an all day practice. She figured she'd come test out the camera, and then go to her uncle's dark lab to develope them. Becky stepped into the box and sat beside Stacy.
"Hey sis, why do you look so happy?" She asked, adjusting one of the settings on her camera.
"Dwayne asked me to go to the dance with him."
"The cowboy?" Becky asked.
"Yeah, the cowboy." Stacy replied. Dean nudged Stacy in the side with his elbow, signaling that he wanted her to give him some privacy. Stacy smiled and laughed a little as she walked away.
"Hey..." Dean said to Becky, moving a little closer. She didn't look up from what she was doing.
"Hi."
"How's it going?"
"Fine." She replied, still adjusting the settings on her camera.
"You know..." He began. "I was kind of wondering, maybe... if you're not busy this Friday night, maybe we could..."
"I already have a date to the dance." She interupted him, standing up and looking through her lens, adjusting the focus.
"What?!" He asked, his tone of half anger and half confusion.
"Guy already asked me." She replied, she walked away and began to snap a few practice pictures. Dean skated out onto the ice and over to Guy who was talking with Dwayne.
"You're an asshole!" Dean pushed Guy backwards onto the ice and stormed away. Everybody turned to look at Guy, except Becky who continued snapping pictures.
"Charlie!" She squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck. He pulled her into a hug and embraced her for a few seconds before pulling away. "You wanna come in?" Charlie nodded and smiled, he followed Max inside and she closed the door.
"How are you doing, babe?" He asked, sitting down on the edge of her bed.
"I'm doing great, as usual." She smiled. "How are you?"
"I'm just fine." He replied. "So, do you have any plans for the dance this Friday?" He asked her. There was no point in beating around the bush. He knew what he wanted and he was pretty sure she did, too.
"Not yet, I was waiting for the right person to ask me." She smiled. "And he hasn't yet..." She let out a huge sigh and sat down on the bed.
"He hasn't?" Charlie smiled. "That's ashame." Max developed a shocked look on her face and punched him in the arm. Charlie laughed and was soon joined by Max. "Do you wanna go with me?" He asked her finally.
"Of course." She replied. "I'd love to."
"Great." Charlie stood up and walked towards the door. "I've got practice, so I'll see you later."
"Bye."
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Stacy sat in the Ducks' box by herself. Gordon was on the ice with the team while they practiced. They had been going for quite a while and she hoped there would be a break soon. She didn't mind watching hockey, she liked hockey, but she was alone and bored. A smile grew across her face when she heard her uncle blow his whistle and call for a fifteen minute break. The Ducks scatter into different locations talking about what was going on; the winter dance, who they were taking, etcetera.
"Hey Stace!" She hadn't noticed Dwayne approaching her and he frightened her. She blushed a little.
"Hey Dwayne! You looked great out there. Your puck handling is insane."
"Thanks a lot." He said, sitting on the boards. "How are you enjoying yourself at Eden Hall?"
"I love it here... I wish I could say the same for my sister, but she's just being a party pooper. I'm having a blast... the people are great."
"Well that's great. If you have any problems, don't be afraid to talk to Dwayne." He grinned from ear to ear.
"You're such a sweetheart!" Stacy said, brushing a strand of her hair from her face. Dwayne now took his turn at blushing.
"Thank ya darlin'. I was kinda wonderin' if you might like to... uh... if you'd like to..."
"He's trying to ask you to go to the dance with him." Dean laughed as he jumped over the boards and sat down next to Stacy. Dwayne reached over and slapped Dean in the head and Dean continued laughing.
"I'd love to go to the dance with you." Stacy grinned. She stood up and kissed Dwayne on the cheek.
"Yee haw!" Dwayne said, skating away. Stacy laughed. She was surprised as she turned to see Becky walking into the rink. Becky wanted to test her new camera. Her uncle told her there would be an all day practice. She figured she'd come test out the camera, and then go to her uncle's dark lab to develope them. Becky stepped into the box and sat beside Stacy.
"Hey sis, why do you look so happy?" She asked, adjusting one of the settings on her camera.
"Dwayne asked me to go to the dance with him."
"The cowboy?" Becky asked.
"Yeah, the cowboy." Stacy replied. Dean nudged Stacy in the side with his elbow, signaling that he wanted her to give him some privacy. Stacy smiled and laughed a little as she walked away.
"Hey..." Dean said to Becky, moving a little closer. She didn't look up from what she was doing.
"Hi."
"How's it going?"
"Fine." She replied, still adjusting the settings on her camera.
"You know..." He began. "I was kind of wondering, maybe... if you're not busy this Friday night, maybe we could..."
"I already have a date to the dance." She interupted him, standing up and looking through her lens, adjusting the focus.
"What?!" He asked, his tone of half anger and half confusion.
"Guy already asked me." She replied, she walked away and began to snap a few practice pictures. Dean skated out onto the ice and over to Guy who was talking with Dwayne.
"You're an asshole!" Dean pushed Guy backwards onto the ice and stormed away. Everybody turned to look at Guy, except Becky who continued snapping pictures.