Rating: PG-13 for coarse language (in this chapter)

Disclaimers: See Chapter 1

Author's Notes: It's a short chapter, but you should get a bit of insight into Katie's life before Eden Hall.

Chapter 3

"Is that all you're eating??" Charlie stared at Katie's tray.

"Yeah," she shrugged.

"Hey, Fulton!" Portman called across the cafeteria.

As the rest of the Ducks straggled in, Charlie introduced each of them to Katie. She already knew who everyone was, Charlie had told her about them in his letters and emails.

"Hi," she smiled at everyone.

Katie was almost finished eating when she spotted a girl coming towards the table.

"Charlie, look out," Guy whispered across the table.

"Oh crap," Charlie groaned.

It was this statement that made Katie eye the girl warily as she approached the table.

"Hey Charlie!" She chirped. "I was thinking that maybe we could do something tonight... if you know what I mean. " She giggled.

"Linda, how many times do I have to explain it to you," Charlie exasperated. "We are finished. Over. The end. No more. That's it. OK? I don't like you anymore, and I don't wanna go out with you again."

Linda stood there, her eyes flashing with anger. "Charlie, what is your problem? What's wrong with me? We were together, we were having so much fun! Don't you remember that?"

Katie could see Charlie getting seriously pissed off.

"Linda, we broke up like four months ago. Four months! Why can't you accept that?"

Linda moved to slap Charlie across the face, but standing quickly, Katie grabbed both her wrists.

Linda immediately turned on her. "What is your problem?"

"What the fuck is YOUR problem?" Katie's voice was hard and cold. "Four months, and you're still whinging about it?" Katie shook her head in disgust. "God, you're even more pathetic than he said. Now my brother taught me how to break a person's arm with one hand, so unless you want me to do it to you, I advise you to fuck off back to whatever hole you crawled out of, and don't come anywhere near him again. Do we understand each other?" Katie easily stared Linda down and Linda scurried off.

Katie sat down.

"Whoa," was all anyone could say.

"Hey was that true?" Fulton asked her.

"Which part?"

"That your brother taught you to break a person's arm with one hand."

Katie shrugged. "Yeah. Taught me by doing it to me, but yeah. It's not that hard. Especially when you're as pathetic as she is."

"Your brother broke your arm?" Charlie asked her.

"Only 'cause 'father' told him to. It was punishment."

"What for?" He asked her gently, but inside he was fuming. Her father got her brother to break her arm? What a fucking asshole!

Katie pushed her tray away. "Can we not talk about this please? I mean, surely you have better things to talk about than my father." She smiled weakly at them. "Hey, when do I get to see you play?"