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Laura
Ch 2
The next morning Julie and Connie were in their room, each sitting on their respective beds attempting to discuss the current state of affairs between Connie and Guy since their breakup at the beginning of the season.
"Explain this to me one more time," Julie said looking across the room at her best friend. "You decide to end it, breaking his heart, and because he won't speak to you, you won't make the first move?"
Connie let out a groan and collapsed on top of her bed. "If I speak to him, he won't move on. Guy is a lot of things, able to let go of anything is not one of them."
"He's not moving on now," Julie pointed out.
"That isn't my fault," Connie cried out angrily, sitting up and glaring at Julie. "I'm 17 Julie, I've been with him since I was nine. So I want to experience the world, is that a crime?"
Julie sighed. She knew she had no clue what Connie and Guys relationship had been like for all of that time. Eight years, most couples were lucky if they made it to one. "No. I'm sorry. I just.. I hate seeing you two like this."
Connie tilted her head downwards and started busily playing with the comforter. "Me too. Trust me."
They sat in silence for a few more moments before Julie stood and grabbed her warm winter jacket off of the back of her desk chair. "Okay, I've got to go." She paused and turned back to Connie. "You going to be alright?"
"Yeah. Where are you off to? We don't have classes today. We're hopping on a bus."
"I know." Julie gave her roommate a small smile. "I told Jesse to let Adam oversleep."
Connie's eyes widened in surprise. Julie was known to pull a stunt or two, everyone on the team was, but Julie had never gone so far out of her way to meddle, usually it was like their conversation, face to face. "Adam is going to kill you."
"Hopefully not."
"I'll pray for your soul."
"Thanks," Julie called out before shutting the door. Hopefully Connie was very, very, wrong.
~*~
Julie sprinted across campus, hoping that Adam hadn't woken up yet and pushed his way out of the door. Knowing Adam, there was a good chance that it had happened. She shook her head and thought about what she was pulling. She usually let Adam go on his own, didn't mess with his world like this, distract him a bit sure. But. something was off.
She knocked softly on the door, and it was whipped open to reveal Jesse Hall on the other side. "He's still asleep."
"I told you he was exhausted," Julie said, quietly entering the room quietly. She held back a sigh as she took a peek at her boyfriend stretched out restlessly on his bed. "Look at him Jesse, he looks so pale."
Jessie glanced at his friend and back to Julie. "Come on Cat, Cake-Eater does this all the time. He works himself to near death and doesn't admit defeat. It's one of the reasons I respect him and like him so much. You think I'd live with him if he wasn't so driven, or neat?" Jesse asked with a smirk.
Julie glanced at Jesse and she could tell that he was merely willing to humor her for the sake of his sanity. "Anyway, thanks for letting him sleep in."
"Sleep?" Adam asked, stirring, and Julie realized it was a miracle that he had slept this late. "How late is it? Shit," he swore as he took a peek at the clock and realized it was heading towards noon.
Jesse grabbed his bag and headed for the door. "I've got to go. Good luck Gaffney," he said with a smile, abandoning her with Adam, who was looking increasingly pissed.
"Julie I cannot believe you asked Jess to let me sleep in," he said angrily, pulling on pants while glaring at her. "I had things to do."
Julie had been prepared for this and was instantly on the defensive. "Like what?" she asked grabbing the shirt out of his hands. "You don't have classes, you don't have practice, you've done most of your work and seem dead set on killing yourself. So I forced you take a luxury which you wouldn't have otherwise, but you needed it."
Adam snatched the shirt back, completely shut down against anything she was going to throw at him. It was a coping mechanism he used all too often. "Thanks, but I've got to go now."
Julie dove in front of him and took him by the shoulders. He may have had a few inches on her, but she was just about as strong. "Adam. Stop for a moment, and just stand still. You don't need to go run drills."
Adam pulled back out of her grip still scowling. "That wasn't what I was going to do," he said, leaning over his desk and flipping through a notebook.
"Sure it wasn't," Julie said, rolling her eyes. "You were only going for your stick."
His head quickly shifted up to look at her. "Wasn't it you that said I should just stay on the ice until game time?" he asked angrily, straightening and reaching around her to grab the stick.
"Adam!" She reached out and grabbed him by the back of the shirt, causing him to turn around. Julie wasn't about to back down from any kind of fight, especially when she was right. Sort of. "Adam, please, just stay here with me. We can relax together."
"I'm not really in the mood." Adam stopped and sighed. He knew Julie; when she was focused on something that was it. "You were wrong."
"I'm sorry alright. Wrong thing for the right reasons." She turned back to him and laid a hand on his . "I'm not allowed to worry about you?"
"I.." Adam sighed and closed his hand over hers. "It's just this game is key alright. I'll relax afterwards."
"Playoffs are afterwards."
"Look, in a less than two months hockey season will be all over," he said before twisting his hand under hers and pulling her into him and holding her close.
Julie brought her arms around him fighting the urge to sigh. With Adam it was always 'I'll let things slide a bit tomorrow.' "And you'll get drafted," she told him glumly.
Adam smiled at Julie's faith in him, as if it had already happened. "If I'm lucky."
"No you'll make it alright. You're the best."
"Thanks." He pushed himself out of her arms. "But--"
"And if you're so tense now, how the hell do expect to be prepared for the game?" Julie asked playfully, yet again blocking his pathway to the door. "Part of the game is being able to go with the flow."
Adam closed his eyes and sighed, taking a moment to tell himself that he appreciated tenacity in a girl. "Fine. How much _relaxing_ is required?" he asked grabbing her hand and sitting down on the bed.
"You know the rules," Julie said, pushing him back on the and straddling as she climbed on top of him. She smiled and touched her lips to his.
Adam wrinkled his nose at her, when she pulled away. "Sucky rules."
"You love it, and me. It's called keeping the mystery alive."
"Why is it only you can get me to do these things?"
"I told you, you love me."
~*~
The door swung open and Jesse peaked his head inside. There were a two options with the current quiet, Adam and Julie were, well at this point it would be had, or Adam was busy being simmering. Julie was no where in sight and Adam was sitting at his desk, his back towards the door. "Looks like the cat familiar is gone."
"Don't start with me," Adam snapped while in the process of taping up his stick, not even turning around to look at his roommate. "I'm still pissed with you."
"Look man-"
"Taking orders from my girlfriend are you now?" Adam asked angrily, turning and standing, stick still in hand. He'd thought the anger was gone when Julie had gotten him out of it. Apparently not. "The two of your aren't my keepers."
"No, but she was worried, and vocalized it. Do you know how rare that is?" Jesse asked. Yeah he knew, Julie wasn't one of those people who would share her problems or problems she thought other people were having. "I let it go as a woman's intuition thing and did it because otherwise she'd probably camp out in our room and force you to stay on that bed. If I were you I'd talk her out of her clothes while she was at but God knows you've tried that plenty of times haven't you Cake-Eater?"
"You think you could do any better?" Adam charged.
A lightning grin streaked across Jesse's face. "I could try."
"I'd kill you first."
"One roommate going to jail for killing his roommate is enough."
"Hmm?"
Jesse let out an annoyed sigh, taking a seat on his bed and pulling his duffle out from underneath. "Charlie has moved on from just complaining to threatening Guy's life. I spent the past two hours being annoyed by Charlie about how annoying it is to live with Guy."
Adam rolled his eyes. "Wonderful."
"Exactly. When the hell did the original team go to hell?"
"Didn't know I was an original."
Jesse gave his friend a curious look before shaking his head like Adam was crazy. "You proved yourself years ago man. You've taken several hits for the team, and I'm not going to let you ruin that record by not being able to show."
Adam merely raised an eyebrow at his old friend. It pleased him that Jesse had come to Eden Hall for high school. Not to mention it had saved him rooming troubles when he and Charlie weren't exactly on the best of terms. "Scared of getting hit around?"
"The way you do? Hell yeah."
The two laughed amicably. "Good to know what I'm used for," Adam said, snagging the bag of pretzels Jesse had dropped his desk.
"You also have this habit of scoring points Cake-eater. What can I say?" Jesse said with a shrug. "You're an all around guy. If only you could score against your girl," he said, placing a hand over his heart and make it sound like the greatest tragedy.
"Shut up."
Jesse only continued to grin at him. "You're completely whipped."
Adam merely quirked an eyebrow, rechecking his bag for the last time. "You have a problem with that?"
"Nope, no problems," Jesse said, putting his hands up. "It's just cute."
"I'm not that bad."
"You're right. I could have an urge to shoot you in your sleep because of your obsessiveness. The team would never forgive me. Besides as far as girls go, you lucked out."
Adam had just snatched the picture of him and Julie that sat next to his bed and took a moment to stare at it. "I did."
"Alright, time to go," Jesse said standing and grabbing his duffle. "You can stare at that picture when you're not able to sneak Julie into the hotel room, okay?"
Hope you enjoy. Keep replying, they mean the world to me.
Laura
Ch 2
The next morning Julie and Connie were in their room, each sitting on their respective beds attempting to discuss the current state of affairs between Connie and Guy since their breakup at the beginning of the season.
"Explain this to me one more time," Julie said looking across the room at her best friend. "You decide to end it, breaking his heart, and because he won't speak to you, you won't make the first move?"
Connie let out a groan and collapsed on top of her bed. "If I speak to him, he won't move on. Guy is a lot of things, able to let go of anything is not one of them."
"He's not moving on now," Julie pointed out.
"That isn't my fault," Connie cried out angrily, sitting up and glaring at Julie. "I'm 17 Julie, I've been with him since I was nine. So I want to experience the world, is that a crime?"
Julie sighed. She knew she had no clue what Connie and Guys relationship had been like for all of that time. Eight years, most couples were lucky if they made it to one. "No. I'm sorry. I just.. I hate seeing you two like this."
Connie tilted her head downwards and started busily playing with the comforter. "Me too. Trust me."
They sat in silence for a few more moments before Julie stood and grabbed her warm winter jacket off of the back of her desk chair. "Okay, I've got to go." She paused and turned back to Connie. "You going to be alright?"
"Yeah. Where are you off to? We don't have classes today. We're hopping on a bus."
"I know." Julie gave her roommate a small smile. "I told Jesse to let Adam oversleep."
Connie's eyes widened in surprise. Julie was known to pull a stunt or two, everyone on the team was, but Julie had never gone so far out of her way to meddle, usually it was like their conversation, face to face. "Adam is going to kill you."
"Hopefully not."
"I'll pray for your soul."
"Thanks," Julie called out before shutting the door. Hopefully Connie was very, very, wrong.
~*~
Julie sprinted across campus, hoping that Adam hadn't woken up yet and pushed his way out of the door. Knowing Adam, there was a good chance that it had happened. She shook her head and thought about what she was pulling. She usually let Adam go on his own, didn't mess with his world like this, distract him a bit sure. But. something was off.
She knocked softly on the door, and it was whipped open to reveal Jesse Hall on the other side. "He's still asleep."
"I told you he was exhausted," Julie said, quietly entering the room quietly. She held back a sigh as she took a peek at her boyfriend stretched out restlessly on his bed. "Look at him Jesse, he looks so pale."
Jessie glanced at his friend and back to Julie. "Come on Cat, Cake-Eater does this all the time. He works himself to near death and doesn't admit defeat. It's one of the reasons I respect him and like him so much. You think I'd live with him if he wasn't so driven, or neat?" Jesse asked with a smirk.
Julie glanced at Jesse and she could tell that he was merely willing to humor her for the sake of his sanity. "Anyway, thanks for letting him sleep in."
"Sleep?" Adam asked, stirring, and Julie realized it was a miracle that he had slept this late. "How late is it? Shit," he swore as he took a peek at the clock and realized it was heading towards noon.
Jesse grabbed his bag and headed for the door. "I've got to go. Good luck Gaffney," he said with a smile, abandoning her with Adam, who was looking increasingly pissed.
"Julie I cannot believe you asked Jess to let me sleep in," he said angrily, pulling on pants while glaring at her. "I had things to do."
Julie had been prepared for this and was instantly on the defensive. "Like what?" she asked grabbing the shirt out of his hands. "You don't have classes, you don't have practice, you've done most of your work and seem dead set on killing yourself. So I forced you take a luxury which you wouldn't have otherwise, but you needed it."
Adam snatched the shirt back, completely shut down against anything she was going to throw at him. It was a coping mechanism he used all too often. "Thanks, but I've got to go now."
Julie dove in front of him and took him by the shoulders. He may have had a few inches on her, but she was just about as strong. "Adam. Stop for a moment, and just stand still. You don't need to go run drills."
Adam pulled back out of her grip still scowling. "That wasn't what I was going to do," he said, leaning over his desk and flipping through a notebook.
"Sure it wasn't," Julie said, rolling her eyes. "You were only going for your stick."
His head quickly shifted up to look at her. "Wasn't it you that said I should just stay on the ice until game time?" he asked angrily, straightening and reaching around her to grab the stick.
"Adam!" She reached out and grabbed him by the back of the shirt, causing him to turn around. Julie wasn't about to back down from any kind of fight, especially when she was right. Sort of. "Adam, please, just stay here with me. We can relax together."
"I'm not really in the mood." Adam stopped and sighed. He knew Julie; when she was focused on something that was it. "You were wrong."
"I'm sorry alright. Wrong thing for the right reasons." She turned back to him and laid a hand on his . "I'm not allowed to worry about you?"
"I.." Adam sighed and closed his hand over hers. "It's just this game is key alright. I'll relax afterwards."
"Playoffs are afterwards."
"Look, in a less than two months hockey season will be all over," he said before twisting his hand under hers and pulling her into him and holding her close.
Julie brought her arms around him fighting the urge to sigh. With Adam it was always 'I'll let things slide a bit tomorrow.' "And you'll get drafted," she told him glumly.
Adam smiled at Julie's faith in him, as if it had already happened. "If I'm lucky."
"No you'll make it alright. You're the best."
"Thanks." He pushed himself out of her arms. "But--"
"And if you're so tense now, how the hell do expect to be prepared for the game?" Julie asked playfully, yet again blocking his pathway to the door. "Part of the game is being able to go with the flow."
Adam closed his eyes and sighed, taking a moment to tell himself that he appreciated tenacity in a girl. "Fine. How much _relaxing_ is required?" he asked grabbing her hand and sitting down on the bed.
"You know the rules," Julie said, pushing him back on the and straddling as she climbed on top of him. She smiled and touched her lips to his.
Adam wrinkled his nose at her, when she pulled away. "Sucky rules."
"You love it, and me. It's called keeping the mystery alive."
"Why is it only you can get me to do these things?"
"I told you, you love me."
~*~
The door swung open and Jesse peaked his head inside. There were a two options with the current quiet, Adam and Julie were, well at this point it would be had, or Adam was busy being simmering. Julie was no where in sight and Adam was sitting at his desk, his back towards the door. "Looks like the cat familiar is gone."
"Don't start with me," Adam snapped while in the process of taping up his stick, not even turning around to look at his roommate. "I'm still pissed with you."
"Look man-"
"Taking orders from my girlfriend are you now?" Adam asked angrily, turning and standing, stick still in hand. He'd thought the anger was gone when Julie had gotten him out of it. Apparently not. "The two of your aren't my keepers."
"No, but she was worried, and vocalized it. Do you know how rare that is?" Jesse asked. Yeah he knew, Julie wasn't one of those people who would share her problems or problems she thought other people were having. "I let it go as a woman's intuition thing and did it because otherwise she'd probably camp out in our room and force you to stay on that bed. If I were you I'd talk her out of her clothes while she was at but God knows you've tried that plenty of times haven't you Cake-Eater?"
"You think you could do any better?" Adam charged.
A lightning grin streaked across Jesse's face. "I could try."
"I'd kill you first."
"One roommate going to jail for killing his roommate is enough."
"Hmm?"
Jesse let out an annoyed sigh, taking a seat on his bed and pulling his duffle out from underneath. "Charlie has moved on from just complaining to threatening Guy's life. I spent the past two hours being annoyed by Charlie about how annoying it is to live with Guy."
Adam rolled his eyes. "Wonderful."
"Exactly. When the hell did the original team go to hell?"
"Didn't know I was an original."
Jesse gave his friend a curious look before shaking his head like Adam was crazy. "You proved yourself years ago man. You've taken several hits for the team, and I'm not going to let you ruin that record by not being able to show."
Adam merely raised an eyebrow at his old friend. It pleased him that Jesse had come to Eden Hall for high school. Not to mention it had saved him rooming troubles when he and Charlie weren't exactly on the best of terms. "Scared of getting hit around?"
"The way you do? Hell yeah."
The two laughed amicably. "Good to know what I'm used for," Adam said, snagging the bag of pretzels Jesse had dropped his desk.
"You also have this habit of scoring points Cake-eater. What can I say?" Jesse said with a shrug. "You're an all around guy. If only you could score against your girl," he said, placing a hand over his heart and make it sound like the greatest tragedy.
"Shut up."
Jesse only continued to grin at him. "You're completely whipped."
Adam merely quirked an eyebrow, rechecking his bag for the last time. "You have a problem with that?"
"Nope, no problems," Jesse said, putting his hands up. "It's just cute."
"I'm not that bad."
"You're right. I could have an urge to shoot you in your sleep because of your obsessiveness. The team would never forgive me. Besides as far as girls go, you lucked out."
Adam had just snatched the picture of him and Julie that sat next to his bed and took a moment to stare at it. "I did."
"Alright, time to go," Jesse said standing and grabbing his duffle. "You can stare at that picture when you're not able to sneak Julie into the hotel room, okay?"