I packed up the rest of my trophies and handed them off to Charlie who
grunted under the weight.
"What the hell Banks!" He yelped. "If you didn't win all these awards I wouldn't have to carry them! Don't you do anything except think about yourself?" Charlie smirked and turned his back to me muttering funny obscurities. If it hadn't been for some of the guys jokes all day I wouldn't be smiling despite the crappy things that were happening that day.
I chuckled and let him walk towards the door, which opened and Portman and Fulton allowed him to get through.
"Hey Banksie, that was the last of the books. All we have left is clothes, hockey stuff and the stuff under your bed." Portman sighed lounging on Averman's bed closing his eyes. He looked dead tired.
I frowned. "I don't have anything under my bed."
Fulton cocked an eyebrow. "Dude, we checked under your bed. You have booze under your bed unless that came with the room."
I blinked. "Oh shit." I murmured. Josie's secret stash. We both had forgotten about that.
"No son of mine will be using that type of language."
I inwardly groaned as I looked over at the alarm clock on Averman's night stand. Noon, on the dot. Of course my father had to visit. "Hello father."
My dad smiled from the doorway. "Adam." His eyes settled on Portman and Fulton and his lips tightened into a scowl. "Ducks?"
I nodded and looked over at the Bashes who were looking at my father with complete contempt. I could tell they were ready to pounce on him for hurting me that one day. "Hey guys, could you go grab some cokes from the cafeteria? Averman is all out." I figured if I had them out of the room they couldn't make the situation any worse.
Portman nodded stiffly and pulled Fulton to his feet. "Yeah sure Banksie. We'll talk later ok?"
I nodded and watched as the Portman dragged Fulton out. Everyone would think that Portman was the type to have no control over his anger, but when it came to someone hurting or threatening anyone of the Ducks, Fulton was the one you would watch out for. He was like a mother bear protecting her cubs; of course, Fulton wasn't female and we were his teammates not his kids, but you get the point.
"I don't like that nickname." My father announced as soon as the Bashes were out of range. "It's completely disrespectful to our heritage."
I blinked and thought about it. "We're British dad and our ancestors have been in the Minnesota area since the turn of the century. It isn't disrespectful. It's just a nickname."
My father pursed his lips. "None the less, I don't like it."
I shrugged. "I do. They've been using it since District Five and I can't stop them from using it now. It's way too late." I walked past my father and reached into my closet pulling out my second suitcase and rolled it over to my bed.
"I don't like your tone Adam." My father scowled.
Before my father could start up on a rant which focused on my attitude and ended with me being the biggest failure on the planet, Jay (the best son on the entire planet) decided this was the time to grace us with his presence. He immediately paled at the sight of my father, closing his mouth which was probably about to hurl an insult at me. "Dad."
My father jerked his head towards the door and smiled. "Jakey-boy." He grinned. "How are you doing, son? We missed you!" I grimaced at this. Never in my life would my father ever greet me like that. I don't remember him ever have a nickname for me other than Sport, but then he quit calling me that after I turned eight.
I knew my brother hated being called Jake almost as much as he hated being called Jacob, but he grinned and ignored it. "I'm great, dad! I'm enjoying every minute with my favorite little brother. I forgot how much fun he was." My brother lied.
"Yes, that's wonderful." My father replied in the most uninterested tone I had ever heard fall from his lips. "Is he almost all packed up?"
Jay looked over at me quickly. He had no clue. I nodded dragging him out of the deep end like I always did. "Yeah Dad. I've been with him all morning! Did you think we'd be slacking off?"
My father glanced at me and didn't answer the question. I licked my lips and opened one of my drawers on the dresser, pulling out a pair of track pants and shoving them into the suitcase. How was I ever going to survive living in his house again?
Jay grabbed my box of Hawk stuff and backed towards the door only to be stopped by Dad. "Why don't you let Adam take that so we can catch up?"
Jay glanced at me, nodding solemnly. It was going to be another Phillip/Jacob-father/son chats that they had, that Jay always hated and were usually my father ranting at him. I'm guessing it was going to be about me. I walked over to Jay and relived him of the box and walked out into the hall, closing the door behind me and leaning against it.
I looked down into the contents of the box, the blackness of it all overcoming me. Stupid Hawks. Stupid family. I considered throwing it down the stairs just to see the look on my father's face, but knowing him, he would probably chew me out for at least an hour because of it. How I wished I could see Josie right then.
"Adam Banks."
I jumped at the mention of my name and was about to snap at the person, 'Thanks for reminding me.' Instead I looked up from the box in my arms and into the eyes of Dr. Best. I forgot the reason why I couldn't see Josie today. She wasn't the only person moving out of the dorms. Her father must be here to pick her up, but didn't he know that this was the Junior Boys dormitory? "Dr. Best, what are you doing here?"
He blinked completely and utterly degusted with me. "I heard through the grapevine that your father was visiting the school today and I thought I would have a little chat with him." He glanced at the door behind me and met my eyes quickly, his hazel eyes, much like Josie's, however much more cold and angry. "Is he in there?"
I looked over my shoulder at the closed door and nodded quickly stepping out of the way and allowing him to knock on the door. I took this as my chance to high tail it out of the hall and take refuge in the Envoy until either my father or Dr. Best, me rathering the later of the two, exited the building.
I put the box into the back seat of the SUV and looked over my stuff. Textbooks that had been bought last year, notes and projects. Awards, trophies, clothes, hockey gear. My entire life had been packed up into boxes and put into the back of an SUV. I shook my head. How sad was that?
I looked at the clock and figured I might as well finish packing. I was quite sure that Dr. Best wouldn't attack me in front of my father and my brother. They were my family and they had to protect me, no matter how much they outwardly or subconsciously hated my guts.
I made my way but up the stairs to the dorm and into the halls. This was going to the last few times that I would be able to do this; take refuge in my own room without parents, one being a psychotic control freak and the other living in a sitcom from the 1960's. I stood outside my . . . rather Averman's door and sighed. It wasn't mine anymore.
A pair of cool hands slipped around my waist. "Hey there sweetie."
My face dropped as I spun around. "Josie, what the hell are you doing here? Get out! Go!" I yell whispered at her, looking back at the door. Oh God Josie, the worst time to ever surprise me.
She frowned. "Well I'm sorry if I wanted to spend a little bit of time with my boyfriend before he was brought back home and I was sent to another school." She pouted and stood up on her tip toes kissing my lips lightly ignoring the fact I just stood there in complete shock.
"Josie this is not a good time. You're father. . ." I started
She rolled her eyes. "My father is visiting a friend. He won't be back for hours." She cupped her hands around my chin and kissed me again. "You worry too much."
"But Josie. . . He's. . ."
"Going to kill you if he finds out. Yes I know but he won't." She replied laughing. "We've been through this ten thousand times Adam." She shrugged. "But I guess if you didn't worry you wouldn't be the guy I know and love so; don't change." She giggled.
"B-b-but!" I stuttered, biting my lip hard only to have my mouth covered by her hand. "Mmm mmm-mmm mm mm mm mmmm!!" Is what came out instead of 'Your father is in my room!'
She laughed. "Adam, be quiet. Can we enjoy our last moments in peace?"
I bounced and pried her hand off my face. "Josie! Your--"
"Thanks so much Phil, I. . . Joslyn!"
My shoulders slumped. Oh yes just my luck.
"Dad!" Josie jumped her eyes wide at the figure behind me. "What are you doing here?!"
"And I should be asking you the same!" Her father yelped back at her. "What are you doing with the Banks boy when I specifically told you to stay away from him?!"
A firm grip landed on my shoulder forcing me around. "Adam Nathanial Banks, you have a lot of explaining." My father growled.
Josie gripped my hand. "Mr. Banks, this is all my fault. Don't blame Adam. I came to see him and I made him be around me." She explained in a round about way. "I couldn't, not be around him."
Our father's exchanged glances. I could tell she had just confused them all to hell and that was only making them more and more angry with us. "Dad, Dr. Best, it's not Josie's fault it's mine. She's just covering for me. I was the one who forced her to see me. I had to see her."
Josie shot a quick look at me ignoring the confused stares from our fathers and my brother. "Adam! Stop it! I'm taking the fall."
I frowned at her. "You're already in enough trouble. I'm taking the fall."
She rolled her eyes. "If I take the fall they can't do anything else to me. They can still move you. So let me!"
"Josie!" I frowned at her. "Stop it it's my fault I. . ."
"Ok both of you stop!" My father yelped rubbing his temples.
Dr. Best huffed once. "Joslyn I specifically told you to stay away from him. He's dangerous and . . ."
"Dangerous!" My father yelped. "Adam is dangerous?" He began laughing uncontrollably. "Oh please! Adam is the biggest weakling I've ever seen!"
My eyes stop towards him. "Hey!"
"He seduced my daughter!" Dr. Best shot back at dad.
My father snorted. "Oh please, my son couldn't seduce a hooker for all the money in the world. If anything your daughter corrupted my son. He talks back. He completely ignores everything I say. . ."
Dr. Best rolled his eyes. "That's just bad parenting."
My father's jaw dropped. "I'm the bad parent? Your daughter was pregnant!"
"By your son!"
Josie and I exchanged looks and frowned. I thought our parents were like best friends and now their fighting like cats and dogs, over parenting skills.
"Hey! I was not pregnant! That was a rumor!" Josie replied defending herself.
"And I didn't touch her! That was assumed!" I joined in breaking up our parents little quarrel before they physically were at each other's throats.
Josie bit her lip hard and took a breath. "Dad, I really don't want to go to St. Maria's. Please, please let me stay. I want to be with Adam." She looked over at me but quickly refocused on her father who stood only a few feet away awe struck.
Dr. Best pursed his lips. "Jo, I'm just trying to protect you from the bad things and this . . . whatever with the Banks boy is one of those things. He'll dump you the second he finds something better or if something ever happens. This isn't the first time something like this has happened before." For once Josie's father spoke in a calm explaining tone. Perhaps it was because we were in the middle of a very crowded boy's dormitory and the teacher on call would be able to call Dean Buckley down here in about ten second, but it seemed better that way.
Josie blinked and let go of my hand and walked up to her father. "Dad, I know Adam I know your scared. I am too. But I have a feeling that he wouldn't do that to me." She smiled. "I mean most guys are complete losers and after being threatened with expulsion would probably run off to greener pastures but he didn't." She gripped her father's hand with received hers rigidly. "You have to give him a little credit for that."
Her father took a sharp jagged breath. "Give a boy credit for disobeying me. Are you completely out of your mind?" He shot down at Josie.
She shrugged. "Maybe. Dad, I know you want me to get better, and I am, but you have to give him and me a chance." She frowned. "And putting me away in some girl's school is not going to help this situation."
"You're already enrolled." He countered.
She sighed. "We have all winter break. I'm sure you can get me back in here."
He blinked. "This is what you want? You want to stay in here with some not even half decent hockey player?" He eyed me carefully wrapping an arm around his daughter.
"You bet." She laughed. "But before you call him half decent, you should see him play."
He rolled his eyes. "I don't even like hockey." He grumbled sighed then looked over at my father who stood wide eyed to this whole conversation. "What about you Phil? Moving your son out of the dorms was my idea."
My father blinked. "He completely disobeyed me and he knows I don't like that." The edge in his voice was still there.
I closed my eyes, I knew it. I still was getting moved out.
"Dad, give him another shot." My brother spoke up quietly. "He's a good kid and deserves it. You heard what that Coach of his said."
My eyes widened. Bombay?
My father rolled his eyes. "We'll move you back in. Ok?" He groaned. "But you're home for the holidays, got it?"
I nodded quickly. "Yeah, I got it. I swear."
"And one more rumor that my daughter is pregnant . . ."
I nodded quickly at Dr. Best. "Yeah. You can castrate me yourself. I got it!" I caught the eye of Josie and immediately rushed over to her and gave her a squeeze twirling her around once.
"Adam!" She laughed. "Put me down! I still have to unpack!" She squealed wildly.
I put her down. "The Ducks!" I looked over at our parents. "We'll be right back." I laughed, grabbing her hand and pulling her down the stairs of the dorm.
We burst through the doors and down the front steps our eyes locking on my father's Envoy that was surrounded by the team. "She's staying!"
Everyone's head jerked toward us completely surprised. Fulton and Portman were the first to move from the front bumper giving her a big squeeze and me a slap on the back knocking the wind of out me. "Banksie and Josie!" They laughed.
The rest of the team quickly followed, the sounds of quacks bursting out all around me. I looked over at Josie, her eyes sparkling as she squished between Charlie and Russ. Josie didn't look so scared anymore. I guess I was right from the beginning. Everyone does need a friend.
~*~
"Adam."
I looked down from the millions of stars that spread across the sky down at Josie who was leaning against me. "Yeah?"
She shrugged. "Just making sure you were there."
I nodded. "Yeah I'm here. Is there anything else you want to talk about?"
She shook her head and tightened her grip on my coat. "Shut up Adam." She joked. "You're ruining our . . . moment."
I laughed. "I'm guessing you and Connie made up."
She nodded. "Yeah. I'm so excited about next semester. New classes, more us, new roommate now that my dad realized that Erica was the one who started the rumor. . ."
I looked down at her. "How did your dad find that out anyways?"
Josie laughed. "Fixing my computer. He actually started fixing Erica's and read the article about you. Gina the Gossip Ghost is no more."
I smiled. "That's good. Have you found out who you're new roommate is going to be?"
She sat up and nodded. "Julie actually. Turns out Connie and her weren't getting along so well as roommates and they filed for a change. I feel bad for Connie though. Having to room with Erica . . ."
I pouted. "I'd feel bad for anyone who had to room with that girl."
Josie nodded. "But either way, next semester is going to be so much better. We won't have any more problems. Not like this semester anyways."
I kissed her hair and nodded. "No more problems." I shivered and shoved my hand into my coat pocket, having my knuckles hit something hard. I frowned and pulled a piece of plastic out of my coat. My expression fell as a black disk labeled Josie sat in my hand just out of her view. I swallowed and shoved it back into my pocket.
"Something wrong?" Josie asked suddenly resting her chin on my shoulder.
I looked over at her quickly a faked a smile. "No. Why would there be anything wrong?"
She shrugged and got up. "Dunno. Come on let's go inside. It's cold."
I nodded and pulled myself off the ground and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I love you Jose."
She stopped and gave me a quick kiss. "I love you too Banks, but it's still cold."
I chuckled and nodded as we walked up the stairs of the girl's dormitory. We had nothing to worry about.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
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A/N: Hey don't worry!! It's not REALLY the end! That's right reviewers! I'm starting a WHOLE new story. Mainly because this one was getting really long and bulky and I thought I would try my hand at a sequel. I mean, why not right? I've been dying to write my sequel (my notebooks are getting filled with ideas!) and now I've got my chance!
LOOK FOR THE SEQUEL CALLED:
DON'T FORGET US.
Now, for the final shout outs for this story!
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"What the hell Banks!" He yelped. "If you didn't win all these awards I wouldn't have to carry them! Don't you do anything except think about yourself?" Charlie smirked and turned his back to me muttering funny obscurities. If it hadn't been for some of the guys jokes all day I wouldn't be smiling despite the crappy things that were happening that day.
I chuckled and let him walk towards the door, which opened and Portman and Fulton allowed him to get through.
"Hey Banksie, that was the last of the books. All we have left is clothes, hockey stuff and the stuff under your bed." Portman sighed lounging on Averman's bed closing his eyes. He looked dead tired.
I frowned. "I don't have anything under my bed."
Fulton cocked an eyebrow. "Dude, we checked under your bed. You have booze under your bed unless that came with the room."
I blinked. "Oh shit." I murmured. Josie's secret stash. We both had forgotten about that.
"No son of mine will be using that type of language."
I inwardly groaned as I looked over at the alarm clock on Averman's night stand. Noon, on the dot. Of course my father had to visit. "Hello father."
My dad smiled from the doorway. "Adam." His eyes settled on Portman and Fulton and his lips tightened into a scowl. "Ducks?"
I nodded and looked over at the Bashes who were looking at my father with complete contempt. I could tell they were ready to pounce on him for hurting me that one day. "Hey guys, could you go grab some cokes from the cafeteria? Averman is all out." I figured if I had them out of the room they couldn't make the situation any worse.
Portman nodded stiffly and pulled Fulton to his feet. "Yeah sure Banksie. We'll talk later ok?"
I nodded and watched as the Portman dragged Fulton out. Everyone would think that Portman was the type to have no control over his anger, but when it came to someone hurting or threatening anyone of the Ducks, Fulton was the one you would watch out for. He was like a mother bear protecting her cubs; of course, Fulton wasn't female and we were his teammates not his kids, but you get the point.
"I don't like that nickname." My father announced as soon as the Bashes were out of range. "It's completely disrespectful to our heritage."
I blinked and thought about it. "We're British dad and our ancestors have been in the Minnesota area since the turn of the century. It isn't disrespectful. It's just a nickname."
My father pursed his lips. "None the less, I don't like it."
I shrugged. "I do. They've been using it since District Five and I can't stop them from using it now. It's way too late." I walked past my father and reached into my closet pulling out my second suitcase and rolled it over to my bed.
"I don't like your tone Adam." My father scowled.
Before my father could start up on a rant which focused on my attitude and ended with me being the biggest failure on the planet, Jay (the best son on the entire planet) decided this was the time to grace us with his presence. He immediately paled at the sight of my father, closing his mouth which was probably about to hurl an insult at me. "Dad."
My father jerked his head towards the door and smiled. "Jakey-boy." He grinned. "How are you doing, son? We missed you!" I grimaced at this. Never in my life would my father ever greet me like that. I don't remember him ever have a nickname for me other than Sport, but then he quit calling me that after I turned eight.
I knew my brother hated being called Jake almost as much as he hated being called Jacob, but he grinned and ignored it. "I'm great, dad! I'm enjoying every minute with my favorite little brother. I forgot how much fun he was." My brother lied.
"Yes, that's wonderful." My father replied in the most uninterested tone I had ever heard fall from his lips. "Is he almost all packed up?"
Jay looked over at me quickly. He had no clue. I nodded dragging him out of the deep end like I always did. "Yeah Dad. I've been with him all morning! Did you think we'd be slacking off?"
My father glanced at me and didn't answer the question. I licked my lips and opened one of my drawers on the dresser, pulling out a pair of track pants and shoving them into the suitcase. How was I ever going to survive living in his house again?
Jay grabbed my box of Hawk stuff and backed towards the door only to be stopped by Dad. "Why don't you let Adam take that so we can catch up?"
Jay glanced at me, nodding solemnly. It was going to be another Phillip/Jacob-father/son chats that they had, that Jay always hated and were usually my father ranting at him. I'm guessing it was going to be about me. I walked over to Jay and relived him of the box and walked out into the hall, closing the door behind me and leaning against it.
I looked down into the contents of the box, the blackness of it all overcoming me. Stupid Hawks. Stupid family. I considered throwing it down the stairs just to see the look on my father's face, but knowing him, he would probably chew me out for at least an hour because of it. How I wished I could see Josie right then.
"Adam Banks."
I jumped at the mention of my name and was about to snap at the person, 'Thanks for reminding me.' Instead I looked up from the box in my arms and into the eyes of Dr. Best. I forgot the reason why I couldn't see Josie today. She wasn't the only person moving out of the dorms. Her father must be here to pick her up, but didn't he know that this was the Junior Boys dormitory? "Dr. Best, what are you doing here?"
He blinked completely and utterly degusted with me. "I heard through the grapevine that your father was visiting the school today and I thought I would have a little chat with him." He glanced at the door behind me and met my eyes quickly, his hazel eyes, much like Josie's, however much more cold and angry. "Is he in there?"
I looked over my shoulder at the closed door and nodded quickly stepping out of the way and allowing him to knock on the door. I took this as my chance to high tail it out of the hall and take refuge in the Envoy until either my father or Dr. Best, me rathering the later of the two, exited the building.
I put the box into the back seat of the SUV and looked over my stuff. Textbooks that had been bought last year, notes and projects. Awards, trophies, clothes, hockey gear. My entire life had been packed up into boxes and put into the back of an SUV. I shook my head. How sad was that?
I looked at the clock and figured I might as well finish packing. I was quite sure that Dr. Best wouldn't attack me in front of my father and my brother. They were my family and they had to protect me, no matter how much they outwardly or subconsciously hated my guts.
I made my way but up the stairs to the dorm and into the halls. This was going to the last few times that I would be able to do this; take refuge in my own room without parents, one being a psychotic control freak and the other living in a sitcom from the 1960's. I stood outside my . . . rather Averman's door and sighed. It wasn't mine anymore.
A pair of cool hands slipped around my waist. "Hey there sweetie."
My face dropped as I spun around. "Josie, what the hell are you doing here? Get out! Go!" I yell whispered at her, looking back at the door. Oh God Josie, the worst time to ever surprise me.
She frowned. "Well I'm sorry if I wanted to spend a little bit of time with my boyfriend before he was brought back home and I was sent to another school." She pouted and stood up on her tip toes kissing my lips lightly ignoring the fact I just stood there in complete shock.
"Josie this is not a good time. You're father. . ." I started
She rolled her eyes. "My father is visiting a friend. He won't be back for hours." She cupped her hands around my chin and kissed me again. "You worry too much."
"But Josie. . . He's. . ."
"Going to kill you if he finds out. Yes I know but he won't." She replied laughing. "We've been through this ten thousand times Adam." She shrugged. "But I guess if you didn't worry you wouldn't be the guy I know and love so; don't change." She giggled.
"B-b-but!" I stuttered, biting my lip hard only to have my mouth covered by her hand. "Mmm mmm-mmm mm mm mm mmmm!!" Is what came out instead of 'Your father is in my room!'
She laughed. "Adam, be quiet. Can we enjoy our last moments in peace?"
I bounced and pried her hand off my face. "Josie! Your--"
"Thanks so much Phil, I. . . Joslyn!"
My shoulders slumped. Oh yes just my luck.
"Dad!" Josie jumped her eyes wide at the figure behind me. "What are you doing here?!"
"And I should be asking you the same!" Her father yelped back at her. "What are you doing with the Banks boy when I specifically told you to stay away from him?!"
A firm grip landed on my shoulder forcing me around. "Adam Nathanial Banks, you have a lot of explaining." My father growled.
Josie gripped my hand. "Mr. Banks, this is all my fault. Don't blame Adam. I came to see him and I made him be around me." She explained in a round about way. "I couldn't, not be around him."
Our father's exchanged glances. I could tell she had just confused them all to hell and that was only making them more and more angry with us. "Dad, Dr. Best, it's not Josie's fault it's mine. She's just covering for me. I was the one who forced her to see me. I had to see her."
Josie shot a quick look at me ignoring the confused stares from our fathers and my brother. "Adam! Stop it! I'm taking the fall."
I frowned at her. "You're already in enough trouble. I'm taking the fall."
She rolled her eyes. "If I take the fall they can't do anything else to me. They can still move you. So let me!"
"Josie!" I frowned at her. "Stop it it's my fault I. . ."
"Ok both of you stop!" My father yelped rubbing his temples.
Dr. Best huffed once. "Joslyn I specifically told you to stay away from him. He's dangerous and . . ."
"Dangerous!" My father yelped. "Adam is dangerous?" He began laughing uncontrollably. "Oh please! Adam is the biggest weakling I've ever seen!"
My eyes stop towards him. "Hey!"
"He seduced my daughter!" Dr. Best shot back at dad.
My father snorted. "Oh please, my son couldn't seduce a hooker for all the money in the world. If anything your daughter corrupted my son. He talks back. He completely ignores everything I say. . ."
Dr. Best rolled his eyes. "That's just bad parenting."
My father's jaw dropped. "I'm the bad parent? Your daughter was pregnant!"
"By your son!"
Josie and I exchanged looks and frowned. I thought our parents were like best friends and now their fighting like cats and dogs, over parenting skills.
"Hey! I was not pregnant! That was a rumor!" Josie replied defending herself.
"And I didn't touch her! That was assumed!" I joined in breaking up our parents little quarrel before they physically were at each other's throats.
Josie bit her lip hard and took a breath. "Dad, I really don't want to go to St. Maria's. Please, please let me stay. I want to be with Adam." She looked over at me but quickly refocused on her father who stood only a few feet away awe struck.
Dr. Best pursed his lips. "Jo, I'm just trying to protect you from the bad things and this . . . whatever with the Banks boy is one of those things. He'll dump you the second he finds something better or if something ever happens. This isn't the first time something like this has happened before." For once Josie's father spoke in a calm explaining tone. Perhaps it was because we were in the middle of a very crowded boy's dormitory and the teacher on call would be able to call Dean Buckley down here in about ten second, but it seemed better that way.
Josie blinked and let go of my hand and walked up to her father. "Dad, I know Adam I know your scared. I am too. But I have a feeling that he wouldn't do that to me." She smiled. "I mean most guys are complete losers and after being threatened with expulsion would probably run off to greener pastures but he didn't." She gripped her father's hand with received hers rigidly. "You have to give him a little credit for that."
Her father took a sharp jagged breath. "Give a boy credit for disobeying me. Are you completely out of your mind?" He shot down at Josie.
She shrugged. "Maybe. Dad, I know you want me to get better, and I am, but you have to give him and me a chance." She frowned. "And putting me away in some girl's school is not going to help this situation."
"You're already enrolled." He countered.
She sighed. "We have all winter break. I'm sure you can get me back in here."
He blinked. "This is what you want? You want to stay in here with some not even half decent hockey player?" He eyed me carefully wrapping an arm around his daughter.
"You bet." She laughed. "But before you call him half decent, you should see him play."
He rolled his eyes. "I don't even like hockey." He grumbled sighed then looked over at my father who stood wide eyed to this whole conversation. "What about you Phil? Moving your son out of the dorms was my idea."
My father blinked. "He completely disobeyed me and he knows I don't like that." The edge in his voice was still there.
I closed my eyes, I knew it. I still was getting moved out.
"Dad, give him another shot." My brother spoke up quietly. "He's a good kid and deserves it. You heard what that Coach of his said."
My eyes widened. Bombay?
My father rolled his eyes. "We'll move you back in. Ok?" He groaned. "But you're home for the holidays, got it?"
I nodded quickly. "Yeah, I got it. I swear."
"And one more rumor that my daughter is pregnant . . ."
I nodded quickly at Dr. Best. "Yeah. You can castrate me yourself. I got it!" I caught the eye of Josie and immediately rushed over to her and gave her a squeeze twirling her around once.
"Adam!" She laughed. "Put me down! I still have to unpack!" She squealed wildly.
I put her down. "The Ducks!" I looked over at our parents. "We'll be right back." I laughed, grabbing her hand and pulling her down the stairs of the dorm.
We burst through the doors and down the front steps our eyes locking on my father's Envoy that was surrounded by the team. "She's staying!"
Everyone's head jerked toward us completely surprised. Fulton and Portman were the first to move from the front bumper giving her a big squeeze and me a slap on the back knocking the wind of out me. "Banksie and Josie!" They laughed.
The rest of the team quickly followed, the sounds of quacks bursting out all around me. I looked over at Josie, her eyes sparkling as she squished between Charlie and Russ. Josie didn't look so scared anymore. I guess I was right from the beginning. Everyone does need a friend.
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"Adam."
I looked down from the millions of stars that spread across the sky down at Josie who was leaning against me. "Yeah?"
She shrugged. "Just making sure you were there."
I nodded. "Yeah I'm here. Is there anything else you want to talk about?"
She shook her head and tightened her grip on my coat. "Shut up Adam." She joked. "You're ruining our . . . moment."
I laughed. "I'm guessing you and Connie made up."
She nodded. "Yeah. I'm so excited about next semester. New classes, more us, new roommate now that my dad realized that Erica was the one who started the rumor. . ."
I looked down at her. "How did your dad find that out anyways?"
Josie laughed. "Fixing my computer. He actually started fixing Erica's and read the article about you. Gina the Gossip Ghost is no more."
I smiled. "That's good. Have you found out who you're new roommate is going to be?"
She sat up and nodded. "Julie actually. Turns out Connie and her weren't getting along so well as roommates and they filed for a change. I feel bad for Connie though. Having to room with Erica . . ."
I pouted. "I'd feel bad for anyone who had to room with that girl."
Josie nodded. "But either way, next semester is going to be so much better. We won't have any more problems. Not like this semester anyways."
I kissed her hair and nodded. "No more problems." I shivered and shoved my hand into my coat pocket, having my knuckles hit something hard. I frowned and pulled a piece of plastic out of my coat. My expression fell as a black disk labeled Josie sat in my hand just out of her view. I swallowed and shoved it back into my pocket.
"Something wrong?" Josie asked suddenly resting her chin on my shoulder.
I looked over at her quickly a faked a smile. "No. Why would there be anything wrong?"
She shrugged and got up. "Dunno. Come on let's go inside. It's cold."
I nodded and pulled myself off the ground and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I love you Jose."
She stopped and gave me a quick kiss. "I love you too Banks, but it's still cold."
I chuckled and nodded as we walked up the stairs of the girl's dormitory. We had nothing to worry about.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
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A/N: Hey don't worry!! It's not REALLY the end! That's right reviewers! I'm starting a WHOLE new story. Mainly because this one was getting really long and bulky and I thought I would try my hand at a sequel. I mean, why not right? I've been dying to write my sequel (my notebooks are getting filled with ideas!) and now I've got my chance!
LOOK FOR THE SEQUEL CALLED:
DON'T FORGET US.
Now, for the final shout outs for this story!
OreoLine00- Hey don't worry! This may be the last chapter, but it doesn't mean it's the end! I would never do that to you guys! You were promoted to Varsity softball? Congrats!! Go you!! You are so excused for not reviewing my last couple chapters! OH!! I like that idea! Ok, I might not copy it word for word from the movie (because Charlie likes Coach Orion) but I could still have him mouthing off right!! Well, no worried because there WILL be a sequel and I'm so proud that I'm in your top ten! I've never gotten in the top ten of anything! Well, except in math class because I was at the top of our class . . . but that's something else. Well don't die because I'm hoping you'll read the sequel! Thanks so much for reading my entire story through (that's a huge accomplishment yourself!). You are one of the few who probably stuck it out and read the whole thing! Congrats!
Beaner- *giggles* I talked to you over AIM. *does happy dance* Oh, yes shout out! Hey Guy!! I'm so glad you came out and wrote! I haven't heard from you in a while! I thought you guys would like my chased by a pit bull line! I thought you would be all Yay!! I figured you used my . . . 'moments' in 'Isn't Murder Fun?' so I figured I would return the favor! Yeah Jay is a 'fucking jackass who needs to be hit with a heavy pole' but every so often he does come through for his little brother. He has like two lines in this chapter, but one is a bit important. Ok, don't take your anger out on Guy. If you do I may have to take him back because you aren't the only person who loves him! Yeah, Jay likes to make fun of Adam (I have an older brother, whom I've based Jay on, except Jay is like 5 bazillion times worse than Mike!). I know. It's sad that this story is over, but it isn't really. It's just taken on a new name is going to be better than ever (hopefully). That does mean your going to review it too right? Guy, Duck moments are where Katie and I are reminded of you guys when you aren't around. Like hearing 'We are the Champions' on the radio or seeing a person wearing something with a Duck on the street. OH!! My Granny has 7 Ducks living in her backyard right now! *giggles* I'm going to her house over the weekend so I'll be reminded of them the entire time I'm there! Have fun visiting your uncle!! I can't wait to hear from you!!
Shelbers- Yeah, Charlie is getting more time in the chapters. Unfortunately, the story is over, but I AM making a sequel (look above!) I hope you follow it like you did this one! I'm glad you liked my Orion humor!! And yes it is the point to hate Jay! Sorry about not mentioning you in the last chapter but I didn't receive your review in time to add you in there!! *pouts* I felt so bad. Anywho, thanks for reviewing!! Later!!
SqUiDsLiLpYrO- Hey don't worry about when 'Don't Forget Us' is going to be over. By the time that happens, I'll probably be inspired to write another sequel. And even if that doesn't happen, I'll write about Josie and Adam or Josie and another character in a different story. I've actually got a Julie/Portman story in my head at the moment. Probably a one shot but the name Pure-Pen is far from leaving the Duck fan fiction universe! I'm so proud that you did your homework! Go you! I already am on spring break (GO ME) so expect the sequel up really soon! Awesome! I can't wait to hear your reviews! And I hope your ok from passing out!! Later!!
Rachel- *pouts* I didn't offer you a Duck? Omigod! I feel so bad!! Don't hate me! Averman is on the way to your house, along with money to by you those curly fries and coke in a crate. However, its Canadian money so you might need to get it exchanged for American money (I have no clue where in the world you live!) to actually buy the rest of your order! Everyone here at my place is going to miss Averman; however Fulton and Peter had way too much fun shoving him into the crate. I'm so glad you liked last chapter better (I did too!!). I enjoyed writing it better too because Jay is so much fun to write. Next to Josie, Jay is my favorite character. In my mind he has so much conflict especially with his father. Yup, I'm prepping for a birth in the Duck's universe! Baby Orion! I haven't decided on what Coach is going to name him but, I've got ideas. Yeah, I don't really want to see Goldberg running either *shudders with you* but I may slim him down a little. *smiles* I liked last chapter's filler too!! Thanks for your review and enjoy Averman!!
Ok everyone! That's it. No more Don't Speak. I hope you liked my twist on the Ducks Universe even though it's probably been done MILLIONS of times. You guys have been great readers and I couldn't ask for anything better. I hope you follow me into my sequel Don't Forget Us because after looking at my notes, it looks pretty good. So I hope I hear from you all soon!!
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