A/N: I would have dedicated this chapter to just Beaner, but I thought that
would be completely unfair, not that she doesn't deserve it because she is
very loyal to this story. I wouldn't have made this mark if it hadn't been
for all of you guys so Chapter 30: 'Give me One Last Kiss' is dedicated to
everyone: Beaner, Rachel, Tara, Jennifer, SPASH Panther, lya37, Lainey,
Shelbers, denverhockeygirl, Queen of the Cake-eaters, OreoLine00,
DuckHockey00214496, Jocelyn and Roses. Thanks you guys! On with Chapter 30!
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Fulton cleared the way as Portman guided Josie gently towards my bed. I reached out to touch her but she flinched quickly and Fulton gave me a quick death glare before putting a half-hearted reassuring smile on his face.
Portman sat her on my bed and I leaned against a wall to talk to Fulton quickly only to step in a puddle. I finally realized that Josie was soaked too. "What happened?" I asked as I went to my dresser and pulled out a big T-shirt that read 'Junior Goodwill Games' across it and Hendrix across the back and a pair of track pants for her to change into so she wouldn't freeze.
Fulton blinked nervously as we all turned our backs so she could change. "Portman and I were going into the arena to practice that new enforcer move that Orion showed us when we saw that punk kid that was walking down the hall the day you were beat up. We thought it was you so we looked out on the ice and you weren't there so we went to the change room and found her cowering on the floor while all the showers we on. It was like scolding hot."
"I'm ok now." Josie whispered as I heard my bed creak under her weight.
I quickly sit beside her as she bows her head away from me. I notice something under the sleeve of the T-shirt. "What's that?" I said lifting it up. My eyes widen as I see a large hand print wrapping around her upper arm.
A tear slowly rolls down her cheek and her lip begins to quiver. "I'm sorry Adam."
I shake my head. "No, don't be sorry. You didn't do anything." I wrap both of my arms around her shivering body.
She shook her head prying my arms off of her. "No." She grabbed her soaking wet jeans off the floor and pulls a little piece of paper. "He tucked it in my pocket and said it was for you."
I blinked and took the paper from her hands and unfolded it. The blue ink from a fountain pen ran like blood down the paper warning me about its contents. I opened it and shook my head in disbelief.
Portman frowned. "What is it?" I quickly handed it to him, making his face go from curious to livid. "You have been warned Preppy. You're next!"
Fulton shook his head angrily. "Ok that's it! We're going Bash Brothers on his fruity figure skating ass!" He replied slamming his fist into his hand menacingly.
"No!" Josie yelped. "Don't! You hurt him and my father will have your scholarships."
Portman shook his head. "He beat up Banksie so bad he missed our game. He slapped you. Don't you think your father would be pissed off that he hit you? He'll be glad that we pounded him!"
Josie shook her head. "He will probably think that Adam did it."
My ears immediately perked. "I think your father has it out for me. Why would he think I did it?"
"Erica will tell him that we were in the change rooms together, because she probably followed us and called up Will. He will say that he found me in the showers like this." Josie explained.
Fulton frowned. "But we found you."
Josie rolled her eyes. "Like he'll believe you, you're a hockey player."
"And he's a fucking punk!" Portman yelled punching my closet out of frustration.
I shook my head. "He looks even more preppy than I do when he's around her parents and Josie's dad is like best friend's with his so he'll believe Will and not you two. Lack of witnesses."
Josie rested her head on my shoulder. "And if we report any of this we will either prove to the Dean I'm the 'pregnant' girl and I get kicked out, or show my father that I've been hanging around with Adam and he loses his scholarship."
"Or prove that I have been in Josie and her father's business and I get a royal ass kicking via my father." I groaned as I realized my father was now involved.
Fulton rested his head against the door. "So we have to take it or we lose one or both of you?" He shook his head and rubbed one of his temples. "Great. I'm a Bash Brother and I can't hit him. It's like I've become a Buddhist or something."
Portman shook his head. "Well, from now on, both of you will have a Duck around you at all times; neither of you are going anywhere without someone with you, especially you Cake-eater."
"Bodyguards?" I said shaking my head.
Portman shrugged as he walked out of the room. "If that's what you want to call it!"
I sighed and turned towards Josie to look her over. "What did he do to you?" I whispered, running my fingers over the small red mark on her cheek.
She closed her eyes and looked down. "It was nothing, he just grabbed me and yelled at me when I told him . . . something, and then slapped me. He didn't hurt me; just shocked me."
I put my palm onto her cheek. "What did he say?"
Her hands quickly met the one on her cheek and closed her eyes instinctively. "He asked me what I was doing with you, and then said that his girlfriend shouldn't be hanging out with anyone but him, and then I told him I love you. . ." She stopped and dropped her hands and scooted down the bed away from me wearing a terrified look.
"You. . ." I started awe struck.
"I didn't mean it." She whispered looked away from me and getting up off my bed and sat on Averman's, trying to create physical distance between us.
"Well, I l_"
She got up and covered my mouth with her hand. "Don't speak. I don't want to hear it." She quickly removed her hand and shook her head. "It was wrong for me to say it."
I frowned. "But it's true and I lo_"
She covered my mouth again, only this time more forcefully, her eyes beginning to well up. "Please Adam stop. If you say it, it will hurt when I leave."
I took her hand off my mouth and gripped it with both hands. "That's the thing, you aren't leaving."
She shook her head. "You're a natural optimist you know that?"
"And you're a pessimist, we balance each other out." I replied smirking, taking a step toward her.
She stared me in the eyes, our lips a fraction of an inch apart. "I'm a realist." She blinked carefully; hiding the nervousness that I knew was pulsating through her body. She took a calm breath. "Not another move."
Smirking and looked down at her. "And if I do?"
She smirked back. "I won't name the baby after you."
"I'll deal." I whispered cupping her chin in both of my hands and bending slightly to meet her lips with mine. Her hands followed the curve of my arms and draped over my shoulders. Her lips glided smoothly over mine like a sharp skate would over fresh ice. My fingers traced her body through the material of my baggy shirt over her shoulders to the curve of her hips and yet she pulled me closer than ever.
"Banks! A bunch of the guys and I were going to . . . WHOA!!!" Charlie yelped as he stepped into the room and was surprised by Josie and I. "I'm guessing that you don't want to play hockey right now." He said shaking his head.
I shook my head. "No Charlie. Not right now." I replied licking my lips tasting the remains of some sort of lip gloss that was on her lips.
Charlie stood wide eyed in the doorway. "Uh yeah. Nice seeing you again Josie, seeing you aren't drunk now. I'm going to . . . you know. . ." He rambled pointing at the door.
Josie shook her head. "Go?"
Charlie nodded. "Yeah that's it! Go! I'll talk to you later Banksie." He said as he walked out the door completely awe struck.
Josie waved at the door. "Bye Charlie."
I smirked. "Where were we?"
She maneuvered out of my grasp. "Actually, I better be going too."
My jaw dropped. "You can't leave NOW! That is so . . . so. . ."
"Evil. I know." She said smirking gathering up her wet clothes off the floor.
I shook my head. "Is that. . ." I said motioning with my arms to the rest of the room. "Ever going to happen again? Because if it isn't you aren't leaving."
She shrugged and folded up her jeans. "I don't know. We'll have to see."
"Stop! I call a 'Time out!'" I yelped making a T with my hands and standing in front of the door. "I don't want to play games right now."
Josie sighed and pushed me aside. "Well I don't want to play defense anymore and I don't even own hockey skates."
I smiled at her. "Good analogy; I like it, it's cute, really. But you can't just go now!"
"Adam! I have an exam tomorrow. I HAVE to go. So bye!" She said shaking her head.
I took a step towards her so our faces weren't too far from each other's. "You aren't even going to kiss me goodbye?"
She linked her fingers with my belt loops on my jeans and smiled, pausing dramatically as I leaned down towards her. She spun around and quickly stepped out the door. "Nope!"
I immediately ran out with her. "Hey; completely unfair!"
She turned around and narrowed her eyes at me ignoring the stares from the rest of the Ducks in the hall. "Contrary to what you may believe; life is not like hockey, Mr. Banks, we don't have guidelines and there are no specific rules." She winked. "All is fair in love and war."
I inched closer to her. "And what is this: love or war?"
She smirked. "Oh, this is war."
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A/N: AWWWW!!! Josie is teaching Adam about life!!! Anyways, lots of fun to write! And this chapter is not only celebrating my 100th review, but also the end of my EXAMS! Go me!!!! The sad/funny thing is that I think I messed up my English one SOOOOO bad! Now that's what you call irony! Ok, another thing about the reviews! I have this weird feeling that I'm forgetting characters in my story! If you haven't noticed I have mainly focused on Adam, Charlie, the Bash Bros, Guy and Averman, which is only six characters out of all the Ducks! So when a jersey number is passed in the reviews, ex 107 reviews, I will try to add Dwayne (07) in with a little back story. I love all the Ducks so I'm going to TRY and have them all! I don't want to forget any! Anyways, I just thought I would say that because I was like in my exam and I was like hey he answer is 99, that's Adam's jersey! I just came up with it. Anyways Random shout outs!!!
Tara- Ok for the record, I'm not exactly sure whether or not I'm going to make Adam's dad evil or not. I'm considering my options, so for now, Adam is going to just be extra careful on what he says or does around his father so I can keep him creepy. *Adam runs up and gives author a squeeze begging her not to trade him for chocolate* As much as I love chocolate, I cannot give up Banksie for it, besides I could just run to the corner store and buy it so. . . Besides I wouldn't worry. *Adam whispers something in author's ear making her grin* Adam says that Portman and Mendoza are on their way to you right now. However, we could not afford 2 tickets to Australia so Portman took the ticket and stuffed Luis into a large trunk; even though he tried to run away (he was caught when he ran into a wall. He's ok though). Please pick them up soon! Luis wants out and Portman is torturing him! Thankies! I like my story too! But your reviews are better!
Beaner- I'm sorry I didn't dedicate it to you; I thought it would be fairer if I dedicated it to everyone. But I accept the virtual huggle!! Ok I hope you realize that it was a flashback to freshman year where Phil hit / slapped our Banksie *author opens arms to Adam who immediately gives her a squeeze back* Adam: "I have forgiven her for that. I understand that it was used for reasons why I am nervous about upsetting my father and shy." I hope you liked the scene where I mentioned the baby's name again *wink wink* Yes it was Will, but it turned out ok. *Adam grabs keyboard again and giggles happily* Adam: Yay! I'm glad you liked my finishing shout out! I really wanted to do that! Anywho I better give it back to Katie because she needs to finish the rest of her shout outs . . . *hands author keyboard* Thankies! I'm glad you love my story! A Duck character will be coming to visit you soon! Just tell me which. Just not Adam! * squeezes him protectively* He inspires me! Your reviews rock my socks!!
That's it! Amazingly! It's sad I only got 2 reviews, but they were long reviews, which are like 4 little reviews rolled into one, so that means I got like 8 mini reviews rolled into two! Whoa!!! *giggles* well I'm off to watch D3! Review!!
~Toodles!
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Fulton cleared the way as Portman guided Josie gently towards my bed. I reached out to touch her but she flinched quickly and Fulton gave me a quick death glare before putting a half-hearted reassuring smile on his face.
Portman sat her on my bed and I leaned against a wall to talk to Fulton quickly only to step in a puddle. I finally realized that Josie was soaked too. "What happened?" I asked as I went to my dresser and pulled out a big T-shirt that read 'Junior Goodwill Games' across it and Hendrix across the back and a pair of track pants for her to change into so she wouldn't freeze.
Fulton blinked nervously as we all turned our backs so she could change. "Portman and I were going into the arena to practice that new enforcer move that Orion showed us when we saw that punk kid that was walking down the hall the day you were beat up. We thought it was you so we looked out on the ice and you weren't there so we went to the change room and found her cowering on the floor while all the showers we on. It was like scolding hot."
"I'm ok now." Josie whispered as I heard my bed creak under her weight.
I quickly sit beside her as she bows her head away from me. I notice something under the sleeve of the T-shirt. "What's that?" I said lifting it up. My eyes widen as I see a large hand print wrapping around her upper arm.
A tear slowly rolls down her cheek and her lip begins to quiver. "I'm sorry Adam."
I shake my head. "No, don't be sorry. You didn't do anything." I wrap both of my arms around her shivering body.
She shook her head prying my arms off of her. "No." She grabbed her soaking wet jeans off the floor and pulls a little piece of paper. "He tucked it in my pocket and said it was for you."
I blinked and took the paper from her hands and unfolded it. The blue ink from a fountain pen ran like blood down the paper warning me about its contents. I opened it and shook my head in disbelief.
Portman frowned. "What is it?" I quickly handed it to him, making his face go from curious to livid. "You have been warned Preppy. You're next!"
Fulton shook his head angrily. "Ok that's it! We're going Bash Brothers on his fruity figure skating ass!" He replied slamming his fist into his hand menacingly.
"No!" Josie yelped. "Don't! You hurt him and my father will have your scholarships."
Portman shook his head. "He beat up Banksie so bad he missed our game. He slapped you. Don't you think your father would be pissed off that he hit you? He'll be glad that we pounded him!"
Josie shook her head. "He will probably think that Adam did it."
My ears immediately perked. "I think your father has it out for me. Why would he think I did it?"
"Erica will tell him that we were in the change rooms together, because she probably followed us and called up Will. He will say that he found me in the showers like this." Josie explained.
Fulton frowned. "But we found you."
Josie rolled her eyes. "Like he'll believe you, you're a hockey player."
"And he's a fucking punk!" Portman yelled punching my closet out of frustration.
I shook my head. "He looks even more preppy than I do when he's around her parents and Josie's dad is like best friend's with his so he'll believe Will and not you two. Lack of witnesses."
Josie rested her head on my shoulder. "And if we report any of this we will either prove to the Dean I'm the 'pregnant' girl and I get kicked out, or show my father that I've been hanging around with Adam and he loses his scholarship."
"Or prove that I have been in Josie and her father's business and I get a royal ass kicking via my father." I groaned as I realized my father was now involved.
Fulton rested his head against the door. "So we have to take it or we lose one or both of you?" He shook his head and rubbed one of his temples. "Great. I'm a Bash Brother and I can't hit him. It's like I've become a Buddhist or something."
Portman shook his head. "Well, from now on, both of you will have a Duck around you at all times; neither of you are going anywhere without someone with you, especially you Cake-eater."
"Bodyguards?" I said shaking my head.
Portman shrugged as he walked out of the room. "If that's what you want to call it!"
I sighed and turned towards Josie to look her over. "What did he do to you?" I whispered, running my fingers over the small red mark on her cheek.
She closed her eyes and looked down. "It was nothing, he just grabbed me and yelled at me when I told him . . . something, and then slapped me. He didn't hurt me; just shocked me."
I put my palm onto her cheek. "What did he say?"
Her hands quickly met the one on her cheek and closed her eyes instinctively. "He asked me what I was doing with you, and then said that his girlfriend shouldn't be hanging out with anyone but him, and then I told him I love you. . ." She stopped and dropped her hands and scooted down the bed away from me wearing a terrified look.
"You. . ." I started awe struck.
"I didn't mean it." She whispered looked away from me and getting up off my bed and sat on Averman's, trying to create physical distance between us.
"Well, I l_"
She got up and covered my mouth with her hand. "Don't speak. I don't want to hear it." She quickly removed her hand and shook her head. "It was wrong for me to say it."
I frowned. "But it's true and I lo_"
She covered my mouth again, only this time more forcefully, her eyes beginning to well up. "Please Adam stop. If you say it, it will hurt when I leave."
I took her hand off my mouth and gripped it with both hands. "That's the thing, you aren't leaving."
She shook her head. "You're a natural optimist you know that?"
"And you're a pessimist, we balance each other out." I replied smirking, taking a step toward her.
She stared me in the eyes, our lips a fraction of an inch apart. "I'm a realist." She blinked carefully; hiding the nervousness that I knew was pulsating through her body. She took a calm breath. "Not another move."
Smirking and looked down at her. "And if I do?"
She smirked back. "I won't name the baby after you."
"I'll deal." I whispered cupping her chin in both of my hands and bending slightly to meet her lips with mine. Her hands followed the curve of my arms and draped over my shoulders. Her lips glided smoothly over mine like a sharp skate would over fresh ice. My fingers traced her body through the material of my baggy shirt over her shoulders to the curve of her hips and yet she pulled me closer than ever.
"Banks! A bunch of the guys and I were going to . . . WHOA!!!" Charlie yelped as he stepped into the room and was surprised by Josie and I. "I'm guessing that you don't want to play hockey right now." He said shaking his head.
I shook my head. "No Charlie. Not right now." I replied licking my lips tasting the remains of some sort of lip gloss that was on her lips.
Charlie stood wide eyed in the doorway. "Uh yeah. Nice seeing you again Josie, seeing you aren't drunk now. I'm going to . . . you know. . ." He rambled pointing at the door.
Josie shook her head. "Go?"
Charlie nodded. "Yeah that's it! Go! I'll talk to you later Banksie." He said as he walked out the door completely awe struck.
Josie waved at the door. "Bye Charlie."
I smirked. "Where were we?"
She maneuvered out of my grasp. "Actually, I better be going too."
My jaw dropped. "You can't leave NOW! That is so . . . so. . ."
"Evil. I know." She said smirking gathering up her wet clothes off the floor.
I shook my head. "Is that. . ." I said motioning with my arms to the rest of the room. "Ever going to happen again? Because if it isn't you aren't leaving."
She shrugged and folded up her jeans. "I don't know. We'll have to see."
"Stop! I call a 'Time out!'" I yelped making a T with my hands and standing in front of the door. "I don't want to play games right now."
Josie sighed and pushed me aside. "Well I don't want to play defense anymore and I don't even own hockey skates."
I smiled at her. "Good analogy; I like it, it's cute, really. But you can't just go now!"
"Adam! I have an exam tomorrow. I HAVE to go. So bye!" She said shaking her head.
I took a step towards her so our faces weren't too far from each other's. "You aren't even going to kiss me goodbye?"
She linked her fingers with my belt loops on my jeans and smiled, pausing dramatically as I leaned down towards her. She spun around and quickly stepped out the door. "Nope!"
I immediately ran out with her. "Hey; completely unfair!"
She turned around and narrowed her eyes at me ignoring the stares from the rest of the Ducks in the hall. "Contrary to what you may believe; life is not like hockey, Mr. Banks, we don't have guidelines and there are no specific rules." She winked. "All is fair in love and war."
I inched closer to her. "And what is this: love or war?"
She smirked. "Oh, this is war."
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A/N: AWWWW!!! Josie is teaching Adam about life!!! Anyways, lots of fun to write! And this chapter is not only celebrating my 100th review, but also the end of my EXAMS! Go me!!!! The sad/funny thing is that I think I messed up my English one SOOOOO bad! Now that's what you call irony! Ok, another thing about the reviews! I have this weird feeling that I'm forgetting characters in my story! If you haven't noticed I have mainly focused on Adam, Charlie, the Bash Bros, Guy and Averman, which is only six characters out of all the Ducks! So when a jersey number is passed in the reviews, ex 107 reviews, I will try to add Dwayne (07) in with a little back story. I love all the Ducks so I'm going to TRY and have them all! I don't want to forget any! Anyways, I just thought I would say that because I was like in my exam and I was like hey he answer is 99, that's Adam's jersey! I just came up with it. Anyways Random shout outs!!!
Tara- Ok for the record, I'm not exactly sure whether or not I'm going to make Adam's dad evil or not. I'm considering my options, so for now, Adam is going to just be extra careful on what he says or does around his father so I can keep him creepy. *Adam runs up and gives author a squeeze begging her not to trade him for chocolate* As much as I love chocolate, I cannot give up Banksie for it, besides I could just run to the corner store and buy it so. . . Besides I wouldn't worry. *Adam whispers something in author's ear making her grin* Adam says that Portman and Mendoza are on their way to you right now. However, we could not afford 2 tickets to Australia so Portman took the ticket and stuffed Luis into a large trunk; even though he tried to run away (he was caught when he ran into a wall. He's ok though). Please pick them up soon! Luis wants out and Portman is torturing him! Thankies! I like my story too! But your reviews are better!
Beaner- I'm sorry I didn't dedicate it to you; I thought it would be fairer if I dedicated it to everyone. But I accept the virtual huggle!! Ok I hope you realize that it was a flashback to freshman year where Phil hit / slapped our Banksie *author opens arms to Adam who immediately gives her a squeeze back* Adam: "I have forgiven her for that. I understand that it was used for reasons why I am nervous about upsetting my father and shy." I hope you liked the scene where I mentioned the baby's name again *wink wink* Yes it was Will, but it turned out ok. *Adam grabs keyboard again and giggles happily* Adam: Yay! I'm glad you liked my finishing shout out! I really wanted to do that! Anywho I better give it back to Katie because she needs to finish the rest of her shout outs . . . *hands author keyboard* Thankies! I'm glad you love my story! A Duck character will be coming to visit you soon! Just tell me which. Just not Adam! * squeezes him protectively* He inspires me! Your reviews rock my socks!!
That's it! Amazingly! It's sad I only got 2 reviews, but they were long reviews, which are like 4 little reviews rolled into one, so that means I got like 8 mini reviews rolled into two! Whoa!!! *giggles* well I'm off to watch D3! Review!!
~Toodles!