~* Short chapter but I was hoping to get the chance to work on some of my other stories.*~
Meredith was surprised to find Fulton standing out side of the main building looking for her the next morning. She'd been almost certain that after the conversation they'd had the day before she'd wouldn't hear from him again, ever.
"Hi Fulton, what are you doing out here?" She shuffled her backpack around on her shoulders as she walked to him
"Waiting for you." He answered simply
"Really, why? Shouldn't you be off with your friends quacking or something?"
"No, we only quack at games." Fulton gave her a lopsided grin and opened the door for her
"You know Reed, I don't get you in the slightest." Meredith declared and she passed by him to enter the foyer
"I'm a very complex person, music, food, sleep, hockey and the occasional horror movie."
"I'm serious, I see no reason for you to be so nice to me."
"Easy, outside of the Ducks I have no friends and you look like you have less then that."
"Yeah, well thanks for making an effort, no one else has." Just as she said that a random student shoved her from behind sending her binder flying. To make matters worse when it hit the floor it opened on impact, papers went everywhere, not just her homework either, her drawings scattered too.
"Stay out of my way scrub." They guy spat looking down from his high horse long enough to notice Meredith in a frenzy trying to gather her things, yet didn't offer to help.
"Hey watch where you're going jerk." Fulton hissed at the offender, who as captain of the wrestling team and a senior, may have stood a pretty good chance against the then sophomore enforcer
"Bring it on Bash Brother." The arrogant senior challenged
"Fulton let him go, just help me pick up my stuff please." Meredith looked up at the two large and irate boys that were standing toe to tow, nostrils flaring like that of an angry bull. It would've been comical if the circumstances were different, if she wasn't the reason for it basically.
The hockey player knelt down to assist the girl in the retrieving of the strewn sketches and class work. Thus allowing the other testosterone charged male to leave, of course he made sure to step on Meredith's hand in the process. He never could've forgiven himself if he missed out on that opportunity. Meredith winced but contained her yelp 'Show no pain' she told herself
"Is that all of them?" Fulton handed her the stack he'd collected, some now wrinkled or torn, one with a large footprint in the center. Meredith thumbed through and nodded glad to see all her artwork returned, especially so for the Eden Hell picture. If that hadn't gotten back safely, if a member of the staff saw that she'd be dead meat. The flames alone would have warranted not only expulsion but a life time of therapy as well.
"Why aren't they so mean to you guy? None of you are loaded are you?" She asked quietly, following him toward the cafeteria for a quick breakfast
"Banks is, Ken and Julie are pretty well off to, just not as much as Banks. Honestly I think the reason is this is a hockey school and we're the hockey team. Besides it's not like everybody welcomed us with open arms." He noted as they passed a wall with last years newspaper clippings tacked to it. The season hadn't started yet so they hadn't taken the old ones down and there was one shot of Riley and Cole's faces after the Ducks won the JV/ Varsity showdown. It was priceless. "Come on I'll introduce you to the team." he led her over to the usual table where his friends were deep in there usual gossip .a
"Guys this is Meredith, Meredith that's Ken, Russ, Goldberg, Averman, Dwayne, my fellow Bash Brother Portman, you know Charlie, Julie, her best friend Scooter**, Banks, Guy, Connie and Luis. Where's the Quackaddicts?" The Quackaddicts were a group of four girls that showed up at Eden Hall one day the year before and never left. Two of them were complete experts on all things Ducky and the other two were obsessed with Charlie and Luis. Some how they managed to weasel their way into the group but they fit in alright and were normally around, when they weren't hanging out at Nicole (the only one that actually live in Minnesota) 's house and arguing over who had the hottest guy.
"I think they're trying to get Kit to not roll her eyes for a day." Scooter informed him taking a bite of his own bagel.
"We were and now we're here." Confirmed Cat, the hyper but fun loving British girl
"Okay, Quackaddicts this is Meredith Rice, that's Maryann Lima, she's Portman's girlfriend but give her a week, she's been bouncing between him and Banks since last year." That caused a tall girl with short black hair to give him a narrowed eyed glare as he continued " The curly haired one is Kitten, she's dating Scooter, then Cat, the one with the English accent she's Charlie's."
"I don't belong to Charlie." The girl stated ruefully
"Yeah sure Cat and next to her is Nicole, 'I hate being called Nicci so I'm changing my name to Lise' Roberts. She's not really going out with Luis they're just boinking."
The last comment caused Averman to laugh so hard milk shot out of his nose and pegged Julie right in the forehead.
"Umm nice to meet all of you." Meredith wasn't shy by any means, she just wasn't used to people and with the way she'd been treated since she started there who could blame her for being stand offish
"So how do you like Eden Hall so far?" Connie queried cheerfully, spreading jam evenly over her toast
"Do you want the truth of should I lie?"
"That bad huh?" Portman asked slipping around his girlfriend who was still giving the other BB a death stare
"I'm not exactly well liked."
"Neither are we, you fell in with the right crowd." Averman joked pushing his glasses up on his nose.
"Yeah, well it was nice meeting you all, but I'm really hungry, I'm gonna get to class." She forced a smile and retreated from the dining hall only to be tripped into a locker in the hallway. Eden Hall was rough.
~* The Quackaddicts will not be appearing in this often. I just wanted to work my friends and I into this story some how. Don't worry, I'll be getting back to the seriousness and angst I always have as a staple in my stories, for the next chapter.*~
** for this story Julie and Scooter dated for two weeks the year before then decided it was better they were friends
Meredith was surprised to find Fulton standing out side of the main building looking for her the next morning. She'd been almost certain that after the conversation they'd had the day before she'd wouldn't hear from him again, ever.
"Hi Fulton, what are you doing out here?" She shuffled her backpack around on her shoulders as she walked to him
"Waiting for you." He answered simply
"Really, why? Shouldn't you be off with your friends quacking or something?"
"No, we only quack at games." Fulton gave her a lopsided grin and opened the door for her
"You know Reed, I don't get you in the slightest." Meredith declared and she passed by him to enter the foyer
"I'm a very complex person, music, food, sleep, hockey and the occasional horror movie."
"I'm serious, I see no reason for you to be so nice to me."
"Easy, outside of the Ducks I have no friends and you look like you have less then that."
"Yeah, well thanks for making an effort, no one else has." Just as she said that a random student shoved her from behind sending her binder flying. To make matters worse when it hit the floor it opened on impact, papers went everywhere, not just her homework either, her drawings scattered too.
"Stay out of my way scrub." They guy spat looking down from his high horse long enough to notice Meredith in a frenzy trying to gather her things, yet didn't offer to help.
"Hey watch where you're going jerk." Fulton hissed at the offender, who as captain of the wrestling team and a senior, may have stood a pretty good chance against the then sophomore enforcer
"Bring it on Bash Brother." The arrogant senior challenged
"Fulton let him go, just help me pick up my stuff please." Meredith looked up at the two large and irate boys that were standing toe to tow, nostrils flaring like that of an angry bull. It would've been comical if the circumstances were different, if she wasn't the reason for it basically.
The hockey player knelt down to assist the girl in the retrieving of the strewn sketches and class work. Thus allowing the other testosterone charged male to leave, of course he made sure to step on Meredith's hand in the process. He never could've forgiven himself if he missed out on that opportunity. Meredith winced but contained her yelp 'Show no pain' she told herself
"Is that all of them?" Fulton handed her the stack he'd collected, some now wrinkled or torn, one with a large footprint in the center. Meredith thumbed through and nodded glad to see all her artwork returned, especially so for the Eden Hell picture. If that hadn't gotten back safely, if a member of the staff saw that she'd be dead meat. The flames alone would have warranted not only expulsion but a life time of therapy as well.
"Why aren't they so mean to you guy? None of you are loaded are you?" She asked quietly, following him toward the cafeteria for a quick breakfast
"Banks is, Ken and Julie are pretty well off to, just not as much as Banks. Honestly I think the reason is this is a hockey school and we're the hockey team. Besides it's not like everybody welcomed us with open arms." He noted as they passed a wall with last years newspaper clippings tacked to it. The season hadn't started yet so they hadn't taken the old ones down and there was one shot of Riley and Cole's faces after the Ducks won the JV/ Varsity showdown. It was priceless. "Come on I'll introduce you to the team." he led her over to the usual table where his friends were deep in there usual gossip .a
"Guys this is Meredith, Meredith that's Ken, Russ, Goldberg, Averman, Dwayne, my fellow Bash Brother Portman, you know Charlie, Julie, her best friend Scooter**, Banks, Guy, Connie and Luis. Where's the Quackaddicts?" The Quackaddicts were a group of four girls that showed up at Eden Hall one day the year before and never left. Two of them were complete experts on all things Ducky and the other two were obsessed with Charlie and Luis. Some how they managed to weasel their way into the group but they fit in alright and were normally around, when they weren't hanging out at Nicole (the only one that actually live in Minnesota) 's house and arguing over who had the hottest guy.
"I think they're trying to get Kit to not roll her eyes for a day." Scooter informed him taking a bite of his own bagel.
"We were and now we're here." Confirmed Cat, the hyper but fun loving British girl
"Okay, Quackaddicts this is Meredith Rice, that's Maryann Lima, she's Portman's girlfriend but give her a week, she's been bouncing between him and Banks since last year." That caused a tall girl with short black hair to give him a narrowed eyed glare as he continued " The curly haired one is Kitten, she's dating Scooter, then Cat, the one with the English accent she's Charlie's."
"I don't belong to Charlie." The girl stated ruefully
"Yeah sure Cat and next to her is Nicole, 'I hate being called Nicci so I'm changing my name to Lise' Roberts. She's not really going out with Luis they're just boinking."
The last comment caused Averman to laugh so hard milk shot out of his nose and pegged Julie right in the forehead.
"Umm nice to meet all of you." Meredith wasn't shy by any means, she just wasn't used to people and with the way she'd been treated since she started there who could blame her for being stand offish
"So how do you like Eden Hall so far?" Connie queried cheerfully, spreading jam evenly over her toast
"Do you want the truth of should I lie?"
"That bad huh?" Portman asked slipping around his girlfriend who was still giving the other BB a death stare
"I'm not exactly well liked."
"Neither are we, you fell in with the right crowd." Averman joked pushing his glasses up on his nose.
"Yeah, well it was nice meeting you all, but I'm really hungry, I'm gonna get to class." She forced a smile and retreated from the dining hall only to be tripped into a locker in the hallway. Eden Hall was rough.
~* The Quackaddicts will not be appearing in this often. I just wanted to work my friends and I into this story some how. Don't worry, I'll be getting back to the seriousness and angst I always have as a staple in my stories, for the next chapter.*~
** for this story Julie and Scooter dated for two weeks the year before then decided it was better they were friends