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responsible for them!!!
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Chapter 1: Too Good To Be True
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"Bye, Charlie. I'll see you next week. Tell the others, and if they have any questions, tell them to give me a call."
"You bet! Bye Coach! And thanks again." Charlie said excitedly as he dropped the phone back on its receiver. He couldn't believe this. He could NOT believe this.
He threw a shirt on, sprinted out the door, through his front yard, and let himself into the house across the street.
"Connie? I got some big news!!!" He called out as he shut the door behind him.
"Hey Charlie, what's up?" Connie questioned as she walked out of her bedroom. Her and Charlie had been friends since they were in diapers, and she knew that when he said he had big news, he definitely was about to share something earth shattering. The last big news he had was that Jesse was moving back to Minnesota and was going to be making full use of his scholarship to Eden Hall.
"You are never going to believe this! I could barely even believe it. I just talked to Bombay and guess what!"
Connie always hated guessing. "What, Charlie, I have no idea."
"Okay, well you suck at guessing, but anyway, Bombay just bought this monster house in some little ocean-side town in New Jersey. It's called Avon or something like that. But anyway, he invited all the Ducks down for a month. But here's the best part. He's going to pay for everything! For all of us! He's going to fly us there and back, he'll pay for all the food we eat and everything."
Connie couldn't believe it. "Are you kidding me? All the Ducks? Even the non-Minnesota ones? No WAY! You better not be joking, Charlie Conway, or I'll kick your butt."
But judging by how excited he was, and how fast he was talking, she had a feeling that this wasn't a joke. And she knew that he knew that she really COULD kick his butt.
"No, Cons, I am totally and completely serious. All of us. Even Julie and Portman and all them. Can you believe this? How awesome is Bombay?" Charlie shook his head. He was still in shock. He had always loved Bombay, but this was amazing, even for him.
The Ducks from Minnesota were poor. There was really no point in denying that. They didn't live in a great neighborhood, and none of them had big houses. And because none of them had a lot of money, they didn't often leave Minnesota. In fact, Charlie had never, ever left his home state, except when they went to the Goodwill Games. So needless to say, the prospect of flying all the way to New Jersey was exhilarating for him.
"This is incredible. Have you told the others?" Connie asked.
"Nope, you're the first. Let's go make like the gospels and spread the good news." Charlie said, laughing at his own joke.
Connie rolled her eyes. She decided to write that terrible joke off to the fact that he was extremely excited. "I'll let that one slide, Spazway," she said as they walked out the door.
Again, Connie was reminded of the perks of having most of her friends in close proximity. Although both her and Charlie could drive, their families didn't have enough money for extra cars. Connie's parents and Charlie's mom drove their cars to work, so anywhere they wanted to go, they had to be able to get there by foot or rollerblades.
As they walked down her driveway, Connie smiled. A month with her closest friends in the world . . . and a beach . . . and a huge house . . . what more could a girl ask for?
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Chapter 1: Too Good To Be True
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"Bye, Charlie. I'll see you next week. Tell the others, and if they have any questions, tell them to give me a call."
"You bet! Bye Coach! And thanks again." Charlie said excitedly as he dropped the phone back on its receiver. He couldn't believe this. He could NOT believe this.
He threw a shirt on, sprinted out the door, through his front yard, and let himself into the house across the street.
"Connie? I got some big news!!!" He called out as he shut the door behind him.
"Hey Charlie, what's up?" Connie questioned as she walked out of her bedroom. Her and Charlie had been friends since they were in diapers, and she knew that when he said he had big news, he definitely was about to share something earth shattering. The last big news he had was that Jesse was moving back to Minnesota and was going to be making full use of his scholarship to Eden Hall.
"You are never going to believe this! I could barely even believe it. I just talked to Bombay and guess what!"
Connie always hated guessing. "What, Charlie, I have no idea."
"Okay, well you suck at guessing, but anyway, Bombay just bought this monster house in some little ocean-side town in New Jersey. It's called Avon or something like that. But anyway, he invited all the Ducks down for a month. But here's the best part. He's going to pay for everything! For all of us! He's going to fly us there and back, he'll pay for all the food we eat and everything."
Connie couldn't believe it. "Are you kidding me? All the Ducks? Even the non-Minnesota ones? No WAY! You better not be joking, Charlie Conway, or I'll kick your butt."
But judging by how excited he was, and how fast he was talking, she had a feeling that this wasn't a joke. And she knew that he knew that she really COULD kick his butt.
"No, Cons, I am totally and completely serious. All of us. Even Julie and Portman and all them. Can you believe this? How awesome is Bombay?" Charlie shook his head. He was still in shock. He had always loved Bombay, but this was amazing, even for him.
The Ducks from Minnesota were poor. There was really no point in denying that. They didn't live in a great neighborhood, and none of them had big houses. And because none of them had a lot of money, they didn't often leave Minnesota. In fact, Charlie had never, ever left his home state, except when they went to the Goodwill Games. So needless to say, the prospect of flying all the way to New Jersey was exhilarating for him.
"This is incredible. Have you told the others?" Connie asked.
"Nope, you're the first. Let's go make like the gospels and spread the good news." Charlie said, laughing at his own joke.
Connie rolled her eyes. She decided to write that terrible joke off to the fact that he was extremely excited. "I'll let that one slide, Spazway," she said as they walked out the door.
Again, Connie was reminded of the perks of having most of her friends in close proximity. Although both her and Charlie could drive, their families didn't have enough money for extra cars. Connie's parents and Charlie's mom drove their cars to work, so anywhere they wanted to go, they had to be able to get there by foot or rollerblades.
As they walked down her driveway, Connie smiled. A month with her closest friends in the world . . . and a beach . . . and a huge house . . . what more could a girl ask for?