"Banksie . . ." I heard a definite deep male voice whisper in a sing song
voice. "Wake-y wake-y!"
I groaned. "Go away. Sleepies."
I felt a hard shove on my shoulder. "Banks wake up! You kept me up with your sleep talking!" I heard Averman yelp and began to mimic me in a girly voice. "Josie . . . oh Josie . . . I love you so OHHH!!"
I pushed him over with a free hand and covered my head with my comforter.
"We should consider Banksie for our new Bash Bro. . ." I heard someone else from somewhere in the room.
I uncovered my head and squinted at everyone. Why was the team in my room? Why are they all grinning at me? "Yes?" I croaked.
Guy shrugged nonchalantly, as if they hadn't woken me up for no reason. "Nothing. We just wanted to say hi."
"Hi!" The rest of the team echoed.
"Howdy!" Dwayne replied after a beat, making me smirk.
I scratched my head nervously. "Uh . . . hi." I blinked and saw that even the girls were standing in the cramped space. "Ok what is going on?"
Charlie grinned one of his classic 'it wasn't me, it was the guy to the left of me' smiles. "Nothing Banks. You shouldn't be so suspicious."
"Suspicious?" I blinked. "Of course. Every morning I'm woken up by my entire hockey team. I rolled my eyes. "What, were you checking my bed for a girl to make sure I wasn't lying about the article?"
Averman shook his head. "No. We making sure you got up good and early so you aren't fatigued during your examination."
I groaned. "It's too early in the morning to be understanding words over two syllables." I quickly covered my head with my pillow.
I heard Charlie chuckle. "Ok guys, let go, give Banks some room. He'll want some time to prepare for Josie coming over after the dance at midnight. . ."
I sprung up in my bed; pillows flying; making me hit my head on a shelf that was too low above my bed. "Oww!" I shook it off quickly calling after everyone who had stampeded out of the room. "Midnight?"
Guy smirked as he shut the door waggling his fingers at me. "Have fun!"
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and shook my head. "Midnight." I repeated to myself smiling. The smile soon dropped off my face. "The dance!"
~*~
I stumbled through my science exam even though I knew the stuff forwards and backwards. My brain whirled around in ten different directions each time slamming into a brick wall. I wasn't quite sure how I had gotten to my science class without getting lost inside the corridors of the school with my head going like that. I closed my eyes and took a breath and calmed down staring down at my thick exam I needed to finish.
~*~
"Hey Banks."
I turned around and smiled at Luis who was standing behind me. God he wasn't only quick but quiet as hell when he wanted to be. "Mendoza."
He nodded in reply. "That exam eh? Brutal." He said shaking his head.
I nodded. "Pretty tough. But we can relax tonight. You're going to the dance right?"
"Yup." He said nodding. "Got a date too."
I scoffed. "Anything with legs huh?"
"Hell yeah. Long legs, for miles." He grinned. "You don't mind to you?"
I frowned. "I don't mind what?"
"That we're going together."
My eyes widened. "Man, that's nice and all but I'm not exactly that way. . ."
Luis grimaced. "Gross man! No! Not you and me. Josie and me."
I blinked harshly sending out messages to Luis that he didn't pick up on. "Josie and you what?"
"Josie and I are. . ."
"Study Buddies." I squeezed my eyes closed in hopes it wasn't true. "You better say study buddies." I opened one of my eyes to look at him.
He swallowed nervously. "Do you want me to say that or the truth?"
I groaned. "You guys are going to the dance aren't you?"
Luis nodded. "We had a bet. I saw her at the arena and asked her to teach me how to stop. She said, 'If you can't stop after I'm through with you, I'll be your date to the dance.'" He scoffed. "She had me making 'snow' for like an hour. I still hit the boards, and now I have a date." He swallowed nervously. "You aren't going to freak out are you?"
I shook my head. "No, of course not." I plastered on a fake smile. "Be nice to her."
Luis smiled and ran off down the corridor towards the dining hall. I slammed my forehead off a locker in frustration. Typical. The girl of my dreams goes to possibly the only dance she will be able to go to with Luis, the pretty boy on the team. Just typical.
~*~
I collapsed on my bed angry at the world. Why does it seem that when I get something perfect in my life, like the fact I can kiss Josie without her gagging or getting a pick in the groin, it just seems to fall apart all over again, like Luis and her going to the dance? I flipped on the stereo and it immediately played the perfect song.
/Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Every roommate kept awake By every sigh and scream we make All the feelings that I get But I still don't miss you yet/
Three knocks on my door interrupted the song and my mourning. I groaned as I got up from face planting into my bed and unlocked the door and opened it.
I sighed. "What, do you need help choosing shoes now?" I said scowling at her even though her hazel eyes stopped me from hating her.
/Only when I stop to think about it/
Josie smirked. "Adam, what are you talking about?" She pushed past me walking into my room without invitation.
"Are you going to the dance tonight?" I asked in all seriousness.
She grimaced. "Oh please. As if I would go to one of those lame things that pump pop music into our ears trying to brainwash us into turning us into straight A, jock/cheerleader types, that can't do anything except regurgitate facts and dates and have no opinion on them."
/I hate everything about you Why do I love you? I hate everything about you Why do I love you/
I rolled my eyes. "Really. I guess I'll have to tell Luis that your breaking your date."
/Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I g_/
She stopped the CD player, her eyes wide. "Adam, it was a bet. Normally I would rather vomit than go out with a guy like Luis. I have gone out with a guy like him before; except, he used me and then dumped me for a guy in my Spanish class, but that was like a once in a lifetime situation."
I shook my head. "You should have told me."
She frowned. "About the player that I went out with who turned out to be gay?"
I shook my head. "No Luis! Is that what you're here for? To warn me or something?"
Josie rolled her eyes at me. "No I came to give back your clothes from yesterday." She said setting her bag on my bed and pulling out the T-shirt and the pants I had let her borrow. "They go in this drawer right?" She said pointing at the dresser.
I nodded. "You're early. The Ducks said you were coming at Midnight."
She turned around before she opened the drawer. "No noon. I told your roommate I was coming over at 12:00 pm."
I blinked. "Oh."
She nodded and opened the drawer only to drop the neatly folded clothes on the floor and spin around in disgust. "What the hell Adam!"
"Huh?" I asked completely confused.
She turned back to the drawer and pulled out a sticky note off the top. "Good Luck- the Ducks." She reached into the drawer. "Attached to a carton of condoms Adam? Are YOU not telling me something?" Something clicked in her head. "Oh my God! Adam is that why you wanted me here at midnight?"
My jaw dropped. "Those aren't mine! They must be Averman's!"
"No they aren't."
I frowned. "What?"
She sighed and shut the drawer and pointed to the edge. "You labeled it. It says Adam on the drawer."
I blinked. "Oh." I shook my head. "Well they still aren't mine!"
"Even if they aren't, I'd get rid of them! If my father somehow found out there were condoms in YOUR drawer and that I was hanging around with you, he . . . he . . ." She took a deep breath. "He would probably castrate you himself!" She had a complete look of seriousness over her. "And knowing him, he would you idiot!"
It finally clicked. "It was the Ducks. Charlie. He probably put them in there while I was sleeping."
Josie shook her head. "I don't CARE how they got there. I'm telling you get rid of them or my father is going to make me become a nun and then murder you and he's a doctor so he could make it look like an accident!"
I frowned I didn't like being yelled at seeing this wasn't my fault. "Ok I get it. You're mad. You're worried. You're upset now can we stop!"
Her eyes flashed. "No Adam! God I knew this was going to happen!"
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah yeah. 'Every time we get too close we end up fighting.'"
"Are you mocking me?" She spat, her soft lips that barely a day before had been plastered on mine, turned into a scowl.
Three taps on my door interrupted our argument. "Hey Banks, Charlie and I were wondering. . ." Guy started peeking in my room, getting death glares shot at him from two angles.
"Not now." Both Josie and I said our eyes locking on each other's immediately after noticing him.
I blinked. "No, I am not mocking you!" I yelled back at her. "I'm sick and tired of getting blamed for everything that goes wrong! You steal my jersey, my fault! A rumor goes around about you being pregnant, my fault! Your roommate becomes a crazy psycho-bitch, my fault! This time I'm not taking it. This is NOT my fault!"
"Oh yeah. It's not your fault that condoms show up in your drawers." She said tossing the box at me, making it hit me in the chest and fell to the ground by my feet. "I'm sorry, Polo boy, but this time it is your fault." She said walking over to me and tugging at that collar of my shirt.
"So what is name-calling a term of endearment now? I haven't forgotten. You told Will that you loved me." I shot back at her, immediately wanting to take it back.
"So what, was that you plan the entire time? Make me like you?" She scowled coming close to me so that our noses were almost touching. I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes.
I told my mouth to stop but it seemed to have a mind of its own. "No. My plan was to make you fall in love with me." I replied bitterly
She walked toward the door, her chin quivering uncontrollably. "Well congratulations, because you fucking pulled it off!" She screamed slamming the door behind her, echoing in the room eerily.
The door squealed open seconds later, Guy tip toeing in nervously. "Another fight? You guys are worse than Connie and I."
I sighed. "Well you are actually going out with Connie Germaine." I spat at him taking out my anger as I picked up the box of condoms and threw it against the wall only making a little thunk-crunch noise. I frowned at the box that still sat neatly on the floor.
Guy's eyes widened. "Harsh. I don't mind being your emotional punching bag here buddy, but I would at least like to know why."
I shot a look at him harder than Fulton or Russ could the puck as I turned to the shelf over my bed and picked up one of my trophies. I read the inscription on the base. 'Academic achievement in the freshman courses awarded to Adam Nathaniel Banks.' It was a little glass open book on a black base that shimmered in the light.
"Adam, what are you doing?" Guy asked worriedly backing up from me.
I lifted it above my head and threw it to the ground, my ears ringing at the sound of the shatter, little pieces settling at my feet. My eyes flashed. That felt really good. I looked up at Guy who was standing across my little river of broke glass that winded around the floor separating the beds to the door.
The Bash Brothers and Kenny ran into my room, whipping the door open, and their eyes wild in worry and fright. It wasn't everyday you heard a large crash in the dorm rooms, and definitely not coming from mine. Portman stopped them all from walking over the glass in their sock feet, holding out both arms to stop them. "What happened?"
Guy blinked nervously. "Fight with Josie. He flipped."
I scowled angrily at him. "I did not, you traitor."
He gaped at me. "Traitor? Who are you calling a traitor?"
"You Germaine." I yelled at him allowing any words that came to mind fly out of my mouth. "You knew that Josie wasn't pregnant! You knew she was drunk that night and you didn't even stick up for me! You believed someone else. That IS the definition of a traitor or do you still need me to tutor you in English!"
Guy blinked completely floored by everything I said. "I didn't know anything you ass kissing pretentious brat!" He yelled back ignoring the fact that Kenny and the Bash Brothers were trying to explain that I was just blowing off steam and that I didn't mean it. "All I knew was that she was pretty damn upset that she was leaving and obviously didn't want to leave. All I know is that you two are constantly around each other and after that 'steamy' kiss you guys had that Charlie explained to the rest of the team, anything is possible."
"Well she wouldn't have left if it wasn't for Charlie! She found those in my drawers and it was sighed 'the Ducks'." I yelled back at him pointing to the box of condoms on the floor by the door. "And I wouldn't be 'freaking' as you put it if Luis didn't ask out the girl that I like so I'm sorry Germaine if I insulted you, but I don't fucking have the time to be worrying about you and your fucking feelings!" I yelped collapsing on my bed.
His voice immediately softened. "Well don't yell at me, yell at them Banks." The way he said my name had a razor edge. He turned and walked out the door. "See you at the dance."
Kenny was the first to speak. "I'll get a broom." He whispered walking towards my closet.
I eyed him quickly. "Leave it Ken. It's fine."
He frowned. "But you're stuck."
I eyed him again. "I said 'leave it Ken'." I took a breath and stared up ceiling. "It's fine." I was suddenly taken aback when I said that. My father used to say things like that if something broke or if I ruined something by accident. He would repeat himself. Josie's father was the same way. He would repeat himself until you answered the way he wanted you to.
I didn't want to be like that.
I sat up and looked over at Kenny who was standing there unsure of what to do looking over at the Bash Brothers who were eying me carefully like I was holding a gun against the base of my skull or something. I shook my head. "Sorry Ken." I whispered quietly. "There's a broom in Averman's closet."
~
*
~
*
~
*
~
*
A/N: Hello my friends! I am actually not home at the moment I am visiting my grandparents again, however I found a way to bring my work with me, which I am extremely proud of. Yes I know, Adam like seriously freaked but, I like drama and I like fights and lately they have just been Josie/ Adam ones so I figured pulling a Duck into it would be fun and different. I'm going to try and write here at my grandparent's house, but I don't have any of my notes (yes I take notes) here with me, they are at home by my computer. But I know where I'm going with this, sort of; I'm just in the deciding stage of deciding a minor detail. I'm not sure if it will be in the up coming chapter or the one after. If- and I'm not giving anything away here I'm just asking opinions here- there was a Josie/Adam reunion thing at the dance and they ended up dancing (sounds reasonable, they're at a dance!) should I include lyrics to their song or not (that is if I have them dancing)? You tell me and I'll decide while I'm here!
Shout outs!
Anna- *gasps* New reviewer! *giggles excitedly* Ok, thanks so much for reading! I knew there where people who were scared of reviewing or something! See! My responses to your reviews aren't SOOO scary! I'm a little crazy, but I won't bite *grins sadistically* much. Just Kidding!! Thanks! I guess that means I'm improving right? Killer! That's super cool! Keep Reviewing!
Tara- LOL ok I'm glad you liked my Buddhist line! Now imagine Portman as Buddha. Big robe, bald, all squinty. Actually! It is believed that if you rub Buddha's head you get good luck! So Portman is good luck now! Yay Portman!! You have dubbed it THE KISS!! Hey I figured if anyone, it would be Charlie or Guy to walk in at the worse time. And what do you know. . . GUY walked into Adam's room in the middle of a fight! Worse timing! I added Luis JUST for you this chapter. I was going to add more Kenny, but I decided against it. Later chapters ok? Yes I sent you Portman and Luis. See! I'm not evil for not sending you Adam! *Adam runs into author's granny's computer room and squeezes her tightly* Adam: "Katie's Granny is nice. She's feeding me like crazy saying I'm too skinny." Yes go pick up Luis and Portman! Luis somehow smuggled his cell into the truck Portman put him in and told me Portman was sitting on the truck! Let him out!!!
Lya37- Hey! Your back! Yes yes I love keeping readers on their toes! I honestly hate reading stories where you know EXACTLY where they are going. It's like ok, here they are, girl yells at boy, boy grabs girl, boy kisses girl, and boy and girl fall on bed that appears out of thin air. *yawns dramatically* It does suck when someone interrupts you and your bf in the middle of something. Especially if it happens all the time! I'm glad you liked the softer side of the Bash Bros. There is ALWAYS more to a person than meets the eye and that's why I like writing fan fics! The author * cough cough me cough* gets to show you that other side!
Beaner- Yes I love teasing you! But guess what? My plan is working! I tease you and you come back for more! Smart eh? No, I still NEED Will ok? You can beat him up repeatedly after I'm finished with him. I'll tell you when ok? Until then pen up your anger and do it later. Until then torture your siblings (if you have any!) that is always fun! Guy is in the air RIGHT NOW. However, Adam and I *Adam squeezes author and continues to refuse her grandmother's cooking*, could not afford a ticket to Pennsylvania, BUT we could afford a freight ticket. So we jumped him, gagged him and stuffed him in a big wooden crate. Could you go pick him up? He's hungry and confused. You can go soothe his fears now!
Rachel- You a little behind, but I hope you get this! This should have been in the last chapter, but I got your review like an hour AFTER I posted it! Yeah, my school library sucks, but my school is right beside the PUBLIC library, so it kind of balances each other out. Yes Phillip is turning into a very complex guy eh? No wonder our poor Banksie *Banksie runs up and squeezes author again and grins* has so many problems! I know I said no Duck wars, but I had to add an argument between Guy and Adam. It seemed necessary.
Review!!
~Toodles!!
I groaned. "Go away. Sleepies."
I felt a hard shove on my shoulder. "Banks wake up! You kept me up with your sleep talking!" I heard Averman yelp and began to mimic me in a girly voice. "Josie . . . oh Josie . . . I love you so OHHH!!"
I pushed him over with a free hand and covered my head with my comforter.
"We should consider Banksie for our new Bash Bro. . ." I heard someone else from somewhere in the room.
I uncovered my head and squinted at everyone. Why was the team in my room? Why are they all grinning at me? "Yes?" I croaked.
Guy shrugged nonchalantly, as if they hadn't woken me up for no reason. "Nothing. We just wanted to say hi."
"Hi!" The rest of the team echoed.
"Howdy!" Dwayne replied after a beat, making me smirk.
I scratched my head nervously. "Uh . . . hi." I blinked and saw that even the girls were standing in the cramped space. "Ok what is going on?"
Charlie grinned one of his classic 'it wasn't me, it was the guy to the left of me' smiles. "Nothing Banks. You shouldn't be so suspicious."
"Suspicious?" I blinked. "Of course. Every morning I'm woken up by my entire hockey team. I rolled my eyes. "What, were you checking my bed for a girl to make sure I wasn't lying about the article?"
Averman shook his head. "No. We making sure you got up good and early so you aren't fatigued during your examination."
I groaned. "It's too early in the morning to be understanding words over two syllables." I quickly covered my head with my pillow.
I heard Charlie chuckle. "Ok guys, let go, give Banks some room. He'll want some time to prepare for Josie coming over after the dance at midnight. . ."
I sprung up in my bed; pillows flying; making me hit my head on a shelf that was too low above my bed. "Oww!" I shook it off quickly calling after everyone who had stampeded out of the room. "Midnight?"
Guy smirked as he shut the door waggling his fingers at me. "Have fun!"
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and shook my head. "Midnight." I repeated to myself smiling. The smile soon dropped off my face. "The dance!"
~*~
I stumbled through my science exam even though I knew the stuff forwards and backwards. My brain whirled around in ten different directions each time slamming into a brick wall. I wasn't quite sure how I had gotten to my science class without getting lost inside the corridors of the school with my head going like that. I closed my eyes and took a breath and calmed down staring down at my thick exam I needed to finish.
~*~
"Hey Banks."
I turned around and smiled at Luis who was standing behind me. God he wasn't only quick but quiet as hell when he wanted to be. "Mendoza."
He nodded in reply. "That exam eh? Brutal." He said shaking his head.
I nodded. "Pretty tough. But we can relax tonight. You're going to the dance right?"
"Yup." He said nodding. "Got a date too."
I scoffed. "Anything with legs huh?"
"Hell yeah. Long legs, for miles." He grinned. "You don't mind to you?"
I frowned. "I don't mind what?"
"That we're going together."
My eyes widened. "Man, that's nice and all but I'm not exactly that way. . ."
Luis grimaced. "Gross man! No! Not you and me. Josie and me."
I blinked harshly sending out messages to Luis that he didn't pick up on. "Josie and you what?"
"Josie and I are. . ."
"Study Buddies." I squeezed my eyes closed in hopes it wasn't true. "You better say study buddies." I opened one of my eyes to look at him.
He swallowed nervously. "Do you want me to say that or the truth?"
I groaned. "You guys are going to the dance aren't you?"
Luis nodded. "We had a bet. I saw her at the arena and asked her to teach me how to stop. She said, 'If you can't stop after I'm through with you, I'll be your date to the dance.'" He scoffed. "She had me making 'snow' for like an hour. I still hit the boards, and now I have a date." He swallowed nervously. "You aren't going to freak out are you?"
I shook my head. "No, of course not." I plastered on a fake smile. "Be nice to her."
Luis smiled and ran off down the corridor towards the dining hall. I slammed my forehead off a locker in frustration. Typical. The girl of my dreams goes to possibly the only dance she will be able to go to with Luis, the pretty boy on the team. Just typical.
~*~
I collapsed on my bed angry at the world. Why does it seem that when I get something perfect in my life, like the fact I can kiss Josie without her gagging or getting a pick in the groin, it just seems to fall apart all over again, like Luis and her going to the dance? I flipped on the stereo and it immediately played the perfect song.
/Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Every roommate kept awake By every sigh and scream we make All the feelings that I get But I still don't miss you yet/
Three knocks on my door interrupted the song and my mourning. I groaned as I got up from face planting into my bed and unlocked the door and opened it.
I sighed. "What, do you need help choosing shoes now?" I said scowling at her even though her hazel eyes stopped me from hating her.
/Only when I stop to think about it/
Josie smirked. "Adam, what are you talking about?" She pushed past me walking into my room without invitation.
"Are you going to the dance tonight?" I asked in all seriousness.
She grimaced. "Oh please. As if I would go to one of those lame things that pump pop music into our ears trying to brainwash us into turning us into straight A, jock/cheerleader types, that can't do anything except regurgitate facts and dates and have no opinion on them."
/I hate everything about you Why do I love you? I hate everything about you Why do I love you/
I rolled my eyes. "Really. I guess I'll have to tell Luis that your breaking your date."
/Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I g_/
She stopped the CD player, her eyes wide. "Adam, it was a bet. Normally I would rather vomit than go out with a guy like Luis. I have gone out with a guy like him before; except, he used me and then dumped me for a guy in my Spanish class, but that was like a once in a lifetime situation."
I shook my head. "You should have told me."
She frowned. "About the player that I went out with who turned out to be gay?"
I shook my head. "No Luis! Is that what you're here for? To warn me or something?"
Josie rolled her eyes at me. "No I came to give back your clothes from yesterday." She said setting her bag on my bed and pulling out the T-shirt and the pants I had let her borrow. "They go in this drawer right?" She said pointing at the dresser.
I nodded. "You're early. The Ducks said you were coming at Midnight."
She turned around before she opened the drawer. "No noon. I told your roommate I was coming over at 12:00 pm."
I blinked. "Oh."
She nodded and opened the drawer only to drop the neatly folded clothes on the floor and spin around in disgust. "What the hell Adam!"
"Huh?" I asked completely confused.
She turned back to the drawer and pulled out a sticky note off the top. "Good Luck- the Ducks." She reached into the drawer. "Attached to a carton of condoms Adam? Are YOU not telling me something?" Something clicked in her head. "Oh my God! Adam is that why you wanted me here at midnight?"
My jaw dropped. "Those aren't mine! They must be Averman's!"
"No they aren't."
I frowned. "What?"
She sighed and shut the drawer and pointed to the edge. "You labeled it. It says Adam on the drawer."
I blinked. "Oh." I shook my head. "Well they still aren't mine!"
"Even if they aren't, I'd get rid of them! If my father somehow found out there were condoms in YOUR drawer and that I was hanging around with you, he . . . he . . ." She took a deep breath. "He would probably castrate you himself!" She had a complete look of seriousness over her. "And knowing him, he would you idiot!"
It finally clicked. "It was the Ducks. Charlie. He probably put them in there while I was sleeping."
Josie shook her head. "I don't CARE how they got there. I'm telling you get rid of them or my father is going to make me become a nun and then murder you and he's a doctor so he could make it look like an accident!"
I frowned I didn't like being yelled at seeing this wasn't my fault. "Ok I get it. You're mad. You're worried. You're upset now can we stop!"
Her eyes flashed. "No Adam! God I knew this was going to happen!"
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah yeah. 'Every time we get too close we end up fighting.'"
"Are you mocking me?" She spat, her soft lips that barely a day before had been plastered on mine, turned into a scowl.
Three taps on my door interrupted our argument. "Hey Banks, Charlie and I were wondering. . ." Guy started peeking in my room, getting death glares shot at him from two angles.
"Not now." Both Josie and I said our eyes locking on each other's immediately after noticing him.
I blinked. "No, I am not mocking you!" I yelled back at her. "I'm sick and tired of getting blamed for everything that goes wrong! You steal my jersey, my fault! A rumor goes around about you being pregnant, my fault! Your roommate becomes a crazy psycho-bitch, my fault! This time I'm not taking it. This is NOT my fault!"
"Oh yeah. It's not your fault that condoms show up in your drawers." She said tossing the box at me, making it hit me in the chest and fell to the ground by my feet. "I'm sorry, Polo boy, but this time it is your fault." She said walking over to me and tugging at that collar of my shirt.
"So what is name-calling a term of endearment now? I haven't forgotten. You told Will that you loved me." I shot back at her, immediately wanting to take it back.
"So what, was that you plan the entire time? Make me like you?" She scowled coming close to me so that our noses were almost touching. I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes.
I told my mouth to stop but it seemed to have a mind of its own. "No. My plan was to make you fall in love with me." I replied bitterly
She walked toward the door, her chin quivering uncontrollably. "Well congratulations, because you fucking pulled it off!" She screamed slamming the door behind her, echoing in the room eerily.
The door squealed open seconds later, Guy tip toeing in nervously. "Another fight? You guys are worse than Connie and I."
I sighed. "Well you are actually going out with Connie Germaine." I spat at him taking out my anger as I picked up the box of condoms and threw it against the wall only making a little thunk-crunch noise. I frowned at the box that still sat neatly on the floor.
Guy's eyes widened. "Harsh. I don't mind being your emotional punching bag here buddy, but I would at least like to know why."
I shot a look at him harder than Fulton or Russ could the puck as I turned to the shelf over my bed and picked up one of my trophies. I read the inscription on the base. 'Academic achievement in the freshman courses awarded to Adam Nathaniel Banks.' It was a little glass open book on a black base that shimmered in the light.
"Adam, what are you doing?" Guy asked worriedly backing up from me.
I lifted it above my head and threw it to the ground, my ears ringing at the sound of the shatter, little pieces settling at my feet. My eyes flashed. That felt really good. I looked up at Guy who was standing across my little river of broke glass that winded around the floor separating the beds to the door.
The Bash Brothers and Kenny ran into my room, whipping the door open, and their eyes wild in worry and fright. It wasn't everyday you heard a large crash in the dorm rooms, and definitely not coming from mine. Portman stopped them all from walking over the glass in their sock feet, holding out both arms to stop them. "What happened?"
Guy blinked nervously. "Fight with Josie. He flipped."
I scowled angrily at him. "I did not, you traitor."
He gaped at me. "Traitor? Who are you calling a traitor?"
"You Germaine." I yelled at him allowing any words that came to mind fly out of my mouth. "You knew that Josie wasn't pregnant! You knew she was drunk that night and you didn't even stick up for me! You believed someone else. That IS the definition of a traitor or do you still need me to tutor you in English!"
Guy blinked completely floored by everything I said. "I didn't know anything you ass kissing pretentious brat!" He yelled back ignoring the fact that Kenny and the Bash Brothers were trying to explain that I was just blowing off steam and that I didn't mean it. "All I knew was that she was pretty damn upset that she was leaving and obviously didn't want to leave. All I know is that you two are constantly around each other and after that 'steamy' kiss you guys had that Charlie explained to the rest of the team, anything is possible."
"Well she wouldn't have left if it wasn't for Charlie! She found those in my drawers and it was sighed 'the Ducks'." I yelled back at him pointing to the box of condoms on the floor by the door. "And I wouldn't be 'freaking' as you put it if Luis didn't ask out the girl that I like so I'm sorry Germaine if I insulted you, but I don't fucking have the time to be worrying about you and your fucking feelings!" I yelped collapsing on my bed.
His voice immediately softened. "Well don't yell at me, yell at them Banks." The way he said my name had a razor edge. He turned and walked out the door. "See you at the dance."
Kenny was the first to speak. "I'll get a broom." He whispered walking towards my closet.
I eyed him quickly. "Leave it Ken. It's fine."
He frowned. "But you're stuck."
I eyed him again. "I said 'leave it Ken'." I took a breath and stared up ceiling. "It's fine." I was suddenly taken aback when I said that. My father used to say things like that if something broke or if I ruined something by accident. He would repeat himself. Josie's father was the same way. He would repeat himself until you answered the way he wanted you to.
I didn't want to be like that.
I sat up and looked over at Kenny who was standing there unsure of what to do looking over at the Bash Brothers who were eying me carefully like I was holding a gun against the base of my skull or something. I shook my head. "Sorry Ken." I whispered quietly. "There's a broom in Averman's closet."
~
*
~
*
~
*
~
*
A/N: Hello my friends! I am actually not home at the moment I am visiting my grandparents again, however I found a way to bring my work with me, which I am extremely proud of. Yes I know, Adam like seriously freaked but, I like drama and I like fights and lately they have just been Josie/ Adam ones so I figured pulling a Duck into it would be fun and different. I'm going to try and write here at my grandparent's house, but I don't have any of my notes (yes I take notes) here with me, they are at home by my computer. But I know where I'm going with this, sort of; I'm just in the deciding stage of deciding a minor detail. I'm not sure if it will be in the up coming chapter or the one after. If- and I'm not giving anything away here I'm just asking opinions here- there was a Josie/Adam reunion thing at the dance and they ended up dancing (sounds reasonable, they're at a dance!) should I include lyrics to their song or not (that is if I have them dancing)? You tell me and I'll decide while I'm here!
Shout outs!
Anna- *gasps* New reviewer! *giggles excitedly* Ok, thanks so much for reading! I knew there where people who were scared of reviewing or something! See! My responses to your reviews aren't SOOO scary! I'm a little crazy, but I won't bite *grins sadistically* much. Just Kidding!! Thanks! I guess that means I'm improving right? Killer! That's super cool! Keep Reviewing!
Tara- LOL ok I'm glad you liked my Buddhist line! Now imagine Portman as Buddha. Big robe, bald, all squinty. Actually! It is believed that if you rub Buddha's head you get good luck! So Portman is good luck now! Yay Portman!! You have dubbed it THE KISS!! Hey I figured if anyone, it would be Charlie or Guy to walk in at the worse time. And what do you know. . . GUY walked into Adam's room in the middle of a fight! Worse timing! I added Luis JUST for you this chapter. I was going to add more Kenny, but I decided against it. Later chapters ok? Yes I sent you Portman and Luis. See! I'm not evil for not sending you Adam! *Adam runs into author's granny's computer room and squeezes her tightly* Adam: "Katie's Granny is nice. She's feeding me like crazy saying I'm too skinny." Yes go pick up Luis and Portman! Luis somehow smuggled his cell into the truck Portman put him in and told me Portman was sitting on the truck! Let him out!!!
Lya37- Hey! Your back! Yes yes I love keeping readers on their toes! I honestly hate reading stories where you know EXACTLY where they are going. It's like ok, here they are, girl yells at boy, boy grabs girl, boy kisses girl, and boy and girl fall on bed that appears out of thin air. *yawns dramatically* It does suck when someone interrupts you and your bf in the middle of something. Especially if it happens all the time! I'm glad you liked the softer side of the Bash Bros. There is ALWAYS more to a person than meets the eye and that's why I like writing fan fics! The author * cough cough me cough* gets to show you that other side!
Beaner- Yes I love teasing you! But guess what? My plan is working! I tease you and you come back for more! Smart eh? No, I still NEED Will ok? You can beat him up repeatedly after I'm finished with him. I'll tell you when ok? Until then pen up your anger and do it later. Until then torture your siblings (if you have any!) that is always fun! Guy is in the air RIGHT NOW. However, Adam and I *Adam squeezes author and continues to refuse her grandmother's cooking*, could not afford a ticket to Pennsylvania, BUT we could afford a freight ticket. So we jumped him, gagged him and stuffed him in a big wooden crate. Could you go pick him up? He's hungry and confused. You can go soothe his fears now!
Rachel- You a little behind, but I hope you get this! This should have been in the last chapter, but I got your review like an hour AFTER I posted it! Yeah, my school library sucks, but my school is right beside the PUBLIC library, so it kind of balances each other out. Yes Phillip is turning into a very complex guy eh? No wonder our poor Banksie *Banksie runs up and squeezes author again and grins* has so many problems! I know I said no Duck wars, but I had to add an argument between Guy and Adam. It seemed necessary.
Review!!
~Toodles!!