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Summary: The ducks have gone their separate way right after leaving Eden Hall. This story is in Connie's point of view, when all the Ducks come back together to celebrate a wedding after 5 years apart.
"Past Faces, Future Feelings" (Connie's POV)
Chapter One:
"Oh my goodness, Connie!" yelled a person as I just stepped out of security at the Minneapolis airport. I really didn't have much of a chance to look at the person before they engulfed me in a big hug. But I guess the long blonde hair kind of gave me the idea that it was Julie.
"Hi Julie! How are you?" I asked as she started to pull away. By just looking at her I could tell that she was completely in love. I think that feeling just gives a person a little twinkle in their eyes and a rosy glow in the cheeks.
"I am so perfectly great!" She smiled. "You know I am getting married in a week!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot the reason why I came back to this place!" I laughed, although I already knew that this week would be long due to the fact everyone would be happy and smiling, and not lonely like me.
"So how's your life? Any boyfriends that I should know about?" Julie asked as we walked to her car.
"A boyfriend? What kind of silly question is that? I am not presently looking for a committed relationship."
"Connie, can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, for sure, what is it?"
"You know you aren't getting any younger, maybe you should try to find someone to settle down with." I had to giggle to myself after hearing that comment. My mother has been telling me that for the last five years, but I think her reason for saying that is due to the fact she wants grandchildren to keep her company. I respond to her by telling her to get a cat or something to keep her busy.
"Honestly, Connie, when is the last date you went on?" Oh man if these questions are starting 7 minutes into my arrival here, I am so glad I got a massage before I left because this is going to be a painfully long week.
"Actually I just went on a date last week." I found myself saying. Number one good idea to remember is: don't make up fake dates and tell them to your best friend. What is wrong with me?
"Oh really what is his name? And is he your boyfriend?" Julie asked curiously. Oh no, what have I gotten myself into. Why can't I just tell her that I don't remember the last date I went on? Oh right it's this little thing called pride.
"Oh it's Jack and he isn't my boyfriend. We just went on one date." I said matter-of-factly. Okay so Jack is really my assist and best pal in New York, who would never go out with me, but for this present moment he will just have to do.
"Well why not? What is he like? Is he your type?" Julie continued on as we entered her car.
"Well, I don't know. He is very nice, but I don't know if he is my type."
"Oh Connie, go for it! You deserve to be happy like me!" Julie continued. For some reason I began to tell her that I could actually see myself with a guy like him. I think I did this because then she wouldn't be trying to set me up with strange men all week. Now I just have to remember what I told her, because I think I may have to keep up this charade for everyone else at the wedding.
Oh man, this is going to be a long week. I have presently been in Minneapolis for 24 minutes and 23 seconds, and I am already waiting to go back to New York.
Hope you like, Review please, and tell me what you think about how things are going! - Jules
Summary: The ducks have gone their separate way right after leaving Eden Hall. This story is in Connie's point of view, when all the Ducks come back together to celebrate a wedding after 5 years apart.
"Past Faces, Future Feelings" (Connie's POV)
Chapter One:
"Oh my goodness, Connie!" yelled a person as I just stepped out of security at the Minneapolis airport. I really didn't have much of a chance to look at the person before they engulfed me in a big hug. But I guess the long blonde hair kind of gave me the idea that it was Julie.
"Hi Julie! How are you?" I asked as she started to pull away. By just looking at her I could tell that she was completely in love. I think that feeling just gives a person a little twinkle in their eyes and a rosy glow in the cheeks.
"I am so perfectly great!" She smiled. "You know I am getting married in a week!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot the reason why I came back to this place!" I laughed, although I already knew that this week would be long due to the fact everyone would be happy and smiling, and not lonely like me.
"So how's your life? Any boyfriends that I should know about?" Julie asked as we walked to her car.
"A boyfriend? What kind of silly question is that? I am not presently looking for a committed relationship."
"Connie, can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, for sure, what is it?"
"You know you aren't getting any younger, maybe you should try to find someone to settle down with." I had to giggle to myself after hearing that comment. My mother has been telling me that for the last five years, but I think her reason for saying that is due to the fact she wants grandchildren to keep her company. I respond to her by telling her to get a cat or something to keep her busy.
"Honestly, Connie, when is the last date you went on?" Oh man if these questions are starting 7 minutes into my arrival here, I am so glad I got a massage before I left because this is going to be a painfully long week.
"Actually I just went on a date last week." I found myself saying. Number one good idea to remember is: don't make up fake dates and tell them to your best friend. What is wrong with me?
"Oh really what is his name? And is he your boyfriend?" Julie asked curiously. Oh no, what have I gotten myself into. Why can't I just tell her that I don't remember the last date I went on? Oh right it's this little thing called pride.
"Oh it's Jack and he isn't my boyfriend. We just went on one date." I said matter-of-factly. Okay so Jack is really my assist and best pal in New York, who would never go out with me, but for this present moment he will just have to do.
"Well why not? What is he like? Is he your type?" Julie continued on as we entered her car.
"Well, I don't know. He is very nice, but I don't know if he is my type."
"Oh Connie, go for it! You deserve to be happy like me!" Julie continued. For some reason I began to tell her that I could actually see myself with a guy like him. I think I did this because then she wouldn't be trying to set me up with strange men all week. Now I just have to remember what I told her, because I think I may have to keep up this charade for everyone else at the wedding.
Oh man, this is going to be a long week. I have presently been in Minneapolis for 24 minutes and 23 seconds, and I am already waiting to go back to New York.
Hope you like, Review please, and tell me what you think about how things are going! - Jules