Rating: PG-13 for coarse language

Disclaimers: See Chapter 1

Author's Notes: Wow I'm so excited! I got three reviews already! Haha I'm not used to getting so many so soon. Anyway thank you to C-chan, WeBuiltThisCityOnRockAndRoll and Natasha - you guys are awesome! Also, I forget to mention this before, this is set in 1999? Anyway when the Ducks were about 17 years old (going from the third movie) and in their second- last year. They are the Varsity hockey team.

Chapter 2: Katie watched as her father signed the forms. The headmaster smiled at her.

"The next class starts in 5 minutes, I can take you there now if you'd like."

Katie shrugged. "Sure."

The headmaster smiled again. "Here is your timetable," he said, handing her a piece of paper. "Now if you'd like to follow me," he turned to Katie's father, "Mr Gold, if you would like to wait here, we'll just be a minute."

Katie's father nodded curtly, and Katie followed the headmaster out of his office and into the corridor.

They walked in silence until the headmaster stopped outside a classroom.

"This is it," he gestured to the doot. "Your Maths lessons will be held in this room, with Mrs Bryant."

Katie smiled. "Thanks."

Once again, he smiled at her. 'What's his deal?' Katie thought. He was freaking her out with all the smiling.

Th bell rang. "Ah yes. If you'd like to go in, the rest of the class should join you soon." He smiled one last time, turned on his heel and strolled back the way they had come.

Katie entered the classroom and sat somewhere near the middle. It only took a few minutes for other students to start straggling in.

She looked up suddenly as someone dropped into the seat next to her. She turned to face them, only to find herself staring into the grinning face of Charlie. She lightly punched him in the shoulder.

"What was that for?" he gasped.

"You scared me!" she laughed. The expression on Charlie's face was priceless... a mix of shock, confusion, and a lot of amusement. But the look quickly turned to one of boredom when the teacher entered the room.

"That's Mrs Bryant. She's evil," Charlie whispered to Katie. And just to prove his statement, Mrs Bryant turned on him.

"Mr Conway, care to share?"

Katie inwardly groaned. Mrs Bryant's voice was so similar to her father's, it was going to kill her.

"Depends on what I'm sharing," Charlie smirked.

"Whatever it was that you were telling Miss..." Mrs Bryant looked at her. "Who are you?"

"Katie Gold, first day ma'am," she responded.

Mrs Bryant opened her mouth as the door opened and a cute guy walked in.

"Hey," he nodded at the teacher.

"Late again, Mr Portman. What's your excuse this time?"

Portman grinned as he sat on the other side of Charlie. "Teacher held me back. Problem with that?"

Mrs Bryant just rolled her eyes and turned her back to the class. Charlie and Portman slammed fists.

"Good one," Charlie whispered.

"Copy these down and finish them by next lesson. I will be checking, so make sure they are done," Mrs Bryant snapped, glaring around the class.

10 minutes before the bell was due to go, Charlie glanced at Katie's work, adn was surprised to say the least. He could see about 5 pages of writing... some sort of story, from what he could tell.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked her.

"Writing," sshe replied.

"What about the questions?" Charlie was confused.

"What about them? I finished twenty minutes ago Charles." She grinned at him.

Shaking his head in amazement, Charlie turned his attention back to his work, eternally grateful when the lesson ended.

"Man, that was hell!" Portman exclaimed as soon as they were out in the corridor. "Talk about boring!"

Katie agreed. "Tell me about it!"

Charlie scoffed. "What are you talking about? You finished way early!"

She shrugged, "So? It was a cinch."

Charlie just shook his head at her. "Oh yeah, Portman this is Katie Gold, Katie this is Dean Portman." He introduced them. "Katie's an old friend of mine, she lived next door to me for like 6 months a few years ago. We kept in touch."

"Nice to meet you," Katie smiled at Portman.

"You too babe," Portman replied, looking her over, so obviously flirting with her.

"You're eating with us, ok?" Charlie cut in.

"Yeah sure, Charles." She grinned at him.

"Don't even consider it." Charlie warned Portman.