Charlie looked over at me as we rounded the corner to Josie's dorm. I saw
a knowing smile creep over his lips and he turned to look at the door that
we stood in front of.
I eyed him carefully. "What?"
He shrugged and smirked. "Nothing . . . just nothing."
"You have the same look on your face when you shrunk all of the Varsity's jerseys before a big game last year. What have you done, or what are you going to do?"
He shook his head. "Nothing!" He frowned at me. "I thought it was innocent until proven guilty!"
I frowned at him back. "No when it comes to a person who has a record like yours." I turned back to the door and knocked swiftly eying Charlie, who was still a few inches shorter than me.
The door opened quickly to reveal Erica wearing a large grin until she saw me. She scowled immediately. "Jerk!" She yelped slapping my left cheek and slamming the door in our faces.
My hand immediately went to my cheek. "Jesus!" I yelped. "How many times to I have to be slapped or punched this week!"
Charlie snorted. "I'm guessing an ex-girlfriend or something?"
I rolled my eyes. "As if. That was the girl my father set me up on a 'date' with." I turned towards the door again and knocked again.
She opened the door still wearing a scowl. "What do you want; jerk!"
I took a quick step back. "I want to talk to Josie."
"Fine." She snapped. "Well I'm going out. I hope you like tomorrows school newspaper." She stepped out of the door, coat in hand and stomped down the hall leaving the door ajar.
Charlie shrugged and opened the door and stepped in behind me. I looked around. There were boxes everywhere. Josie still hadn't unpacked? I blinked nervously. "Josie! Josie, are you in here?"
She stepped out of the washroom, her face covered in tears. Her chin quivered slightly as she wrapped her arms around my neck and began crying. "I . . . d-d- don't w-w-want. . ." She stuttered as I squeezed her tightly. "M-my dad, n-no you."
I frowned. "Josie calm down. What happened?"
She took a deep breath. "I went home after my dad checked me out, and I f- fell asleep. I woke up here this morning and found t-that letter." She said pointing to her night stand beside her bed on the left.
Charlie walked over as I continued to calm Josie down and picked up the letter, an official looking paper and began to read it aloud. "Dear parents/guardians of Miss Joslyn Anne Best, Congratulations, your child has been accepted to St. Maria Goretti School for Girls in Minneapolis, Minnesota. We expect her to be attending during the second semester. . ." Charlie looked up at me. "Dude. . ."
I stared Josie in the eye. "Why didn't you tell me Eden Hall was a temporary thing?"
She shook her head violently, sniffing. "I didn't. . . I didn't know."
Charlie sat down on the bed awe struck. He shook his head as he tried to make sense of it. "I wouldn't worry Josie. It's Minneapolis. You just hop a bus and you're here, or Adam could."
She shook her head again. She walked out of my grasp and grabbed a paper off the desk. "Rule one of St. Maria Goretti school for Girls: No male visitors unless related."
Charlie shrugged. "Then you can visit here. We don't have any funky rules like that!"
"Rule two: No leaving the grounds without a chaperone. Rule three: Suitable chaperones are a) a teacher, or b) a family member." She said continuing.
Charlie frowned and tore the paper from her hands. "Fuck man. And I thought Eden Hall was bad."
Josie wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "And guess who goes to the brother school, St. Stephen's School for Boys?"
Charlie jumped up. "Kieran Culkin!"
Josie and I shot a look at him. "Where did that come from?" I asked suspiciously.
He shrugged and blushed. "I thought this would be the time for random shouting." He shook his head. "Obviously not. Go on, Continue."
I could help but laugh at him. "Oh . . . Kay. Who?"
"William."
I gaped at her. "Ok, this is getting worse. So let me guess, only guys from that school are aloud into you're school whenever they bloody well feel like it?"
She shook her head. "No, but they sneak over on Friday nights. William told me so a while back."
Charlie frowned. "Two questions: Who is William? And are the girls at this school hot, because I'm starting think I may want to go to this school. You know, Catholic School girls, little skirts. . ."
I ignored him. "I could get my dad to talk to yours. My dad seems to be on an 'I'm going to be a good father' fix or something. I wouldn't mind using it on you."
She bit her lip. "I doubt it. My father is pretty set on me going to a girl's school; especially since he doesn't like you anymore."
"I didn't do anything! Why am I blamed?!"
"Actually, Banks you should go. My dad could come in here at any minute and the last thing I need is you in my room without Erica's supervision." She said quickly guiding me towards the door.
I stole a glace and her. "Charlie is here, he could be like supervision."
She rolled her eyes. "You really think that my father would believe that he was proper supervision?" She motioned to Charlie who was frowning. "With our luck he would accuse us of a threesome."
I grimaced. "Thanks for painting that picture."
"Come on both of you. . ."
"Out of my daughter's room now."
I looked up to Dr. Best who was now glaring at me. I took a deep breath. "I was worried. She was upset. . ."
He scowled. "I don't care. I don't want you to be around my daughter anymore, you hear that?" He looked over at Charlie who was sitting on her bed. His eyes shifted to Josie. "You stay away from these hockey players. All of them. They are bad news."
"Excuse me. We are not bad news. . ." Charlie stood up and started sticking up for the whole team.
Dr. Best shut Charlie up with a glare that hit like a lightening bolt from the heavens. "Was I asking you?"
Charlie croaked out a no.
He glanced at me. "Now you." He snapped. "If you don't stay away from my daughter, I will have your scholarship revoked before you can say 'He shoots, he scores.' Do I make myself clear?"
"But you can't just uproot her from Eden Hall like that! She's been doing so well and making friends. . ."
"Do I MAKE myself CLEAR?" He asked again only more forcefully.
I scowled. "Crystal."
He nodded sternly. "Good. I'll see you next week for you're physical."
I nodded at Charlie who quickly followed behind me out the door which was immediately slammed behind us.
We walked down the stairs in silence, not looking over at each other.
As we reached the courtyard Charlie broke the awkward silence. "It's on isn't it?"
I nodded, my game face plastered on my face. "Yeah, it's on."
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A/N: Yay me! Two exams down two to go and I have a weekend!! Woot woot! Ok this on is slightly shorter than usual (I aim for at least 6 pages on Microsoft Word and this is only four-ish. OH! Windows joke: If Bill Gates had a dime for every time Windows crashed he'd . . . wait . . . he already does. . . Sorry, very lame and I had to put it in there! Shout outs!!
Tara- Ok the only reason why I used Armani was because that's the only expensive suit/tie maker I know of so . . . yeah anyways, and no Adam doesn't seem to have too much luck at all. He got slapped again in this chapter! I couldn't help but picture the look on Adam's face when Phil told him he could be a dancer! I couldn't help but picture the look on his face when he found out his father called the school and told them he was quitting hockey- think D1 'He would rather not play hockey than play for the ducks' look only 2 times more unpleasantly surprised. Aw . . . shucks, I'm glad you enjoy my writing! That's why I write! Thanks for the extra luck!
Beaner (Katie) - *gasps excitedly* I didn't realize we had the same name! I'm a Katie too!! Anyways . . . I am on a roll aren't I? I'm happy now because of your review because . . . well I'll go through it. My high school doesn't even have half days, they're like 2 hour days, but to catch the bus you have to wait until after lunch, but most people walk to their friends or get a ride from their 'rents or their friends. I would have killed Erica to. I was considering making Adam to pummel her with sharp jagged stones in the middle of the courtyard and having all the Ducks point an laughing, but then he would probably get dragged off to jail and then Josie and him would have this long-distance relationship deal-y because he would probably be convicted of murder 1 so . . . it was a no go. Yay! You're the first person to Twilight Zone something! Maybe I'm not psychic, maybe we're telepathic! Are you sending me messages? You're stealing my thoughts!!!! NO!! Anywho. Adam's dad being nice, well you'll have to see if it was a front. *raises eyebrows knowingly* unless, of course you're stealing my thoughts *narrows eyes* Better not be. . .
Rachel- I'm glad you liked the Adam/Phil moment! I like happy endings, but I'm not quite sure if they will still have a good relationship by the end. I don't really want to do everything up really neat and tidy all wrapped up in a red bow, because that isn't how life really works. It's like one problem disappears and another reappears. Anyways I'm glad I'm on you're favorite list! That's amazing!
Lya37- Ok you just gave me a super huge compliment and I wanted to say thank you SOOO much! I'm glad you're starting to like my story and that you loved my last chapter! I'm good at writing arguments and they seem to form in my head. I'm glad you like you like you like!
Ok were nearing on a hundred reviews and I have to say you guys seriously kick ass because of it! Like wow! None of my stories have ever done this well and I'm so glad that you guys are liking my ideas (unless someone is stealing them *narrows eyes @ Beaner suspiciously*)! You guys make my writing worthwhile and I just wanted to say thanks for reading! You seriously kick ass! Even you guys who don't review! That's ok! It's no big! Thanks to you too! Anyways, I best be studying. *crowd boos behind the author as she bows her head* Yes, it sucks I know. But I promise to write tomorrow and try to post something on Sunday! Reviews are welcome!!
~Toodles!!
I eyed him carefully. "What?"
He shrugged and smirked. "Nothing . . . just nothing."
"You have the same look on your face when you shrunk all of the Varsity's jerseys before a big game last year. What have you done, or what are you going to do?"
He shook his head. "Nothing!" He frowned at me. "I thought it was innocent until proven guilty!"
I frowned at him back. "No when it comes to a person who has a record like yours." I turned back to the door and knocked swiftly eying Charlie, who was still a few inches shorter than me.
The door opened quickly to reveal Erica wearing a large grin until she saw me. She scowled immediately. "Jerk!" She yelped slapping my left cheek and slamming the door in our faces.
My hand immediately went to my cheek. "Jesus!" I yelped. "How many times to I have to be slapped or punched this week!"
Charlie snorted. "I'm guessing an ex-girlfriend or something?"
I rolled my eyes. "As if. That was the girl my father set me up on a 'date' with." I turned towards the door again and knocked again.
She opened the door still wearing a scowl. "What do you want; jerk!"
I took a quick step back. "I want to talk to Josie."
"Fine." She snapped. "Well I'm going out. I hope you like tomorrows school newspaper." She stepped out of the door, coat in hand and stomped down the hall leaving the door ajar.
Charlie shrugged and opened the door and stepped in behind me. I looked around. There were boxes everywhere. Josie still hadn't unpacked? I blinked nervously. "Josie! Josie, are you in here?"
She stepped out of the washroom, her face covered in tears. Her chin quivered slightly as she wrapped her arms around my neck and began crying. "I . . . d-d- don't w-w-want. . ." She stuttered as I squeezed her tightly. "M-my dad, n-no you."
I frowned. "Josie calm down. What happened?"
She took a deep breath. "I went home after my dad checked me out, and I f- fell asleep. I woke up here this morning and found t-that letter." She said pointing to her night stand beside her bed on the left.
Charlie walked over as I continued to calm Josie down and picked up the letter, an official looking paper and began to read it aloud. "Dear parents/guardians of Miss Joslyn Anne Best, Congratulations, your child has been accepted to St. Maria Goretti School for Girls in Minneapolis, Minnesota. We expect her to be attending during the second semester. . ." Charlie looked up at me. "Dude. . ."
I stared Josie in the eye. "Why didn't you tell me Eden Hall was a temporary thing?"
She shook her head violently, sniffing. "I didn't. . . I didn't know."
Charlie sat down on the bed awe struck. He shook his head as he tried to make sense of it. "I wouldn't worry Josie. It's Minneapolis. You just hop a bus and you're here, or Adam could."
She shook her head again. She walked out of my grasp and grabbed a paper off the desk. "Rule one of St. Maria Goretti school for Girls: No male visitors unless related."
Charlie shrugged. "Then you can visit here. We don't have any funky rules like that!"
"Rule two: No leaving the grounds without a chaperone. Rule three: Suitable chaperones are a) a teacher, or b) a family member." She said continuing.
Charlie frowned and tore the paper from her hands. "Fuck man. And I thought Eden Hall was bad."
Josie wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "And guess who goes to the brother school, St. Stephen's School for Boys?"
Charlie jumped up. "Kieran Culkin!"
Josie and I shot a look at him. "Where did that come from?" I asked suspiciously.
He shrugged and blushed. "I thought this would be the time for random shouting." He shook his head. "Obviously not. Go on, Continue."
I could help but laugh at him. "Oh . . . Kay. Who?"
"William."
I gaped at her. "Ok, this is getting worse. So let me guess, only guys from that school are aloud into you're school whenever they bloody well feel like it?"
She shook her head. "No, but they sneak over on Friday nights. William told me so a while back."
Charlie frowned. "Two questions: Who is William? And are the girls at this school hot, because I'm starting think I may want to go to this school. You know, Catholic School girls, little skirts. . ."
I ignored him. "I could get my dad to talk to yours. My dad seems to be on an 'I'm going to be a good father' fix or something. I wouldn't mind using it on you."
She bit her lip. "I doubt it. My father is pretty set on me going to a girl's school; especially since he doesn't like you anymore."
"I didn't do anything! Why am I blamed?!"
"Actually, Banks you should go. My dad could come in here at any minute and the last thing I need is you in my room without Erica's supervision." She said quickly guiding me towards the door.
I stole a glace and her. "Charlie is here, he could be like supervision."
She rolled her eyes. "You really think that my father would believe that he was proper supervision?" She motioned to Charlie who was frowning. "With our luck he would accuse us of a threesome."
I grimaced. "Thanks for painting that picture."
"Come on both of you. . ."
"Out of my daughter's room now."
I looked up to Dr. Best who was now glaring at me. I took a deep breath. "I was worried. She was upset. . ."
He scowled. "I don't care. I don't want you to be around my daughter anymore, you hear that?" He looked over at Charlie who was sitting on her bed. His eyes shifted to Josie. "You stay away from these hockey players. All of them. They are bad news."
"Excuse me. We are not bad news. . ." Charlie stood up and started sticking up for the whole team.
Dr. Best shut Charlie up with a glare that hit like a lightening bolt from the heavens. "Was I asking you?"
Charlie croaked out a no.
He glanced at me. "Now you." He snapped. "If you don't stay away from my daughter, I will have your scholarship revoked before you can say 'He shoots, he scores.' Do I make myself clear?"
"But you can't just uproot her from Eden Hall like that! She's been doing so well and making friends. . ."
"Do I MAKE myself CLEAR?" He asked again only more forcefully.
I scowled. "Crystal."
He nodded sternly. "Good. I'll see you next week for you're physical."
I nodded at Charlie who quickly followed behind me out the door which was immediately slammed behind us.
We walked down the stairs in silence, not looking over at each other.
As we reached the courtyard Charlie broke the awkward silence. "It's on isn't it?"
I nodded, my game face plastered on my face. "Yeah, it's on."
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A/N: Yay me! Two exams down two to go and I have a weekend!! Woot woot! Ok this on is slightly shorter than usual (I aim for at least 6 pages on Microsoft Word and this is only four-ish. OH! Windows joke: If Bill Gates had a dime for every time Windows crashed he'd . . . wait . . . he already does. . . Sorry, very lame and I had to put it in there! Shout outs!!
Tara- Ok the only reason why I used Armani was because that's the only expensive suit/tie maker I know of so . . . yeah anyways, and no Adam doesn't seem to have too much luck at all. He got slapped again in this chapter! I couldn't help but picture the look on Adam's face when Phil told him he could be a dancer! I couldn't help but picture the look on his face when he found out his father called the school and told them he was quitting hockey- think D1 'He would rather not play hockey than play for the ducks' look only 2 times more unpleasantly surprised. Aw . . . shucks, I'm glad you enjoy my writing! That's why I write! Thanks for the extra luck!
Beaner (Katie) - *gasps excitedly* I didn't realize we had the same name! I'm a Katie too!! Anyways . . . I am on a roll aren't I? I'm happy now because of your review because . . . well I'll go through it. My high school doesn't even have half days, they're like 2 hour days, but to catch the bus you have to wait until after lunch, but most people walk to their friends or get a ride from their 'rents or their friends. I would have killed Erica to. I was considering making Adam to pummel her with sharp jagged stones in the middle of the courtyard and having all the Ducks point an laughing, but then he would probably get dragged off to jail and then Josie and him would have this long-distance relationship deal-y because he would probably be convicted of murder 1 so . . . it was a no go. Yay! You're the first person to Twilight Zone something! Maybe I'm not psychic, maybe we're telepathic! Are you sending me messages? You're stealing my thoughts!!!! NO!! Anywho. Adam's dad being nice, well you'll have to see if it was a front. *raises eyebrows knowingly* unless, of course you're stealing my thoughts *narrows eyes* Better not be. . .
Rachel- I'm glad you liked the Adam/Phil moment! I like happy endings, but I'm not quite sure if they will still have a good relationship by the end. I don't really want to do everything up really neat and tidy all wrapped up in a red bow, because that isn't how life really works. It's like one problem disappears and another reappears. Anyways I'm glad I'm on you're favorite list! That's amazing!
Lya37- Ok you just gave me a super huge compliment and I wanted to say thank you SOOO much! I'm glad you're starting to like my story and that you loved my last chapter! I'm good at writing arguments and they seem to form in my head. I'm glad you like you like you like!
Ok were nearing on a hundred reviews and I have to say you guys seriously kick ass because of it! Like wow! None of my stories have ever done this well and I'm so glad that you guys are liking my ideas (unless someone is stealing them *narrows eyes @ Beaner suspiciously*)! You guys make my writing worthwhile and I just wanted to say thanks for reading! You seriously kick ass! Even you guys who don't review! That's ok! It's no big! Thanks to you too! Anyways, I best be studying. *crowd boos behind the author as she bows her head* Yes, it sucks I know. But I promise to write tomorrow and try to post something on Sunday! Reviews are welcome!!
~Toodles!!