DISCLAIMER: NO I do NOT own the Ducks. I don't know them either! I do
however own Brenton Masters, Mr. Peregrine, and Mr. Milan...at least that's
all I own so far!
Dean Portman finished lacing his skates, and went out the door to the ice rink. He took a look at how smooth it was. Just as he was about to set his feet on the ice he looked out on the other side of the rink to see who he thought to be the most talented girl. She had brown hair coming out from under a hockey mask, and she was shooting pucks from one side of the rink into the other side's net. She was moving with an awesome grace and skill that not even Ken could moved with. He decided to talk to her...
"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" his alarm shrieked at him. "Damn alarm. It ruined my dream before I got a chance to meet her," he said to himself. "Dean, turn off the alarm already," Fulton said sleepily across their Eden Hall dorm room. Dean hit the top of it, making the sound wind down slowly. "You know, if you keep beating that poor thing it won't work anymore," Fulton told him matter-of-factly. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's what you say every morning," Dean told his very sleep roommate.
He got up and rubbed his eyes. "I dreamed about her again, man," he said hoping Fulton was still awake to listen. Of course, he was already fast asleep again. Dean turned on some music, grabbed his towel, and a bottle of shampoo, and he headed out the door and down the hall.
~ Girl's dorm ~
Julie shuffled around her room quickly, trying to find her watch. "Hey, Connie! Have you seen my watch?" she asked as she looked underneath her bed. "No, the last time I saw it, Banksie was resetting the time for you. It was last night at dinner," she said. Julie sat up. She thought about it a moment, then started to scramble underneath Connie's bed. There was a knock at the door. Connie answered it. "Hey Connie. Have you seen Julie?" a male voice asked. "Yeah, she's over there under the bed," she told the voice. The voice didn't seem familiar. Julie scrounged her way out from under the bed and sat up.
"Hi, you don't know me, but I know you. You are Julie Gaffney. I am Brenton Masters," he told her. Julie stood up and looked him straight in the eye. "Yes I am Julie Gaffney, what can I do for you?" she asked. "Actually I was wondering if you could help me in Algebra. You see, I just moved here and Mr. Peregrine gave me your name. He told me that you would be a great tutor, and well, I really need the help," he told her trying to explain why there was a strange guy at her door. "Um, I need a little time to think about it. Can I get back to you?" she asked.
She was freaked out because of two things. One she had no idea exactly who he was but felt that if Mr. Peregrine had sent him she should help him, and two that he knew Connie. "Yes, please take your time. I'm sorry if I have scared you," he told her, sensing her fear of him. He left at that moment and shut the door after him.
"Hey Connie, how do you know him? She asked, still a little shaken up.
"Oh, well, we grew up together. He's really nice. Not bad looking either," she said sounding as if she were trying to stifle a crush. Julie shrugged it off, and dove under the bed again.
~Boy's Dorm~
"Hey Fulton, do you know where Portman is?" asked Adam as he walked into the showers. "He went somewhere early this morning. By the way he acted, you'd think he had a date. He actually got his good shampoo and came to the shower. Must be some girl," Fulton said. "Yeah, must be," said Adam drying himself off and wrapping the towel around him. "I never would have thought Portman would get up early for anything," Adam went on.
"My God, Banks! Get enough cologne on this morning?" Goldberg asked as he hopped into one of the stalls. "Shut up Goldberg! It's not cologne, it's body wash. It's not my fault you like to smell like a pigpen and I like to smell nice so I girl will notice me," Adam said getting defensive. He liked his body wash.
"Hey guys," said Charlie walking into what smelled like Bath and Body Works. "Well I know Banksie already had his shower," he said laughing. "Yeah, whatever. Yuk it up guys. We'll see who gets a phone number today," he said. He was still defensive. He thought he smelled good.
"Hey Banksie! Was there something you needed from Portman?" Fulton asked, pulling his towel into the shower with him. If there was one thing that Fulton was self-conscious about, it was his body. Charlie and Banks had six packs, and well Fulton had a keg. He stepped out of the shower. "Yeah, but it can wait," Adam said.
Adam walked out into the hall and bumped into Ken. "Hey Ken! Did you know that Portman's got a new girl?" he asked. And so the Duck's gossip vine began for the day.
~ Girls Dorm ~
"Hey Julie, you ready to go to breakfast yet?" Connie asked impatiently. "The guys will get to it first and you know Goldberg," she said trying to hurry Julie up. Julie was still under the bed in search of her watch. "Just go ahead. I will catch up," Julie mumbled. "Well, ok," Connie answered and left, shutting the door behind her. "It's about time," Julie said to herself. Julie waited until she knew that Connie was headed toward the cafeteria, then she left the room, strapped on the watch she had in her pocket, and headed downstairs and out the door.
Dean Portman finished lacing his skates, and went out the door to the ice rink. He took a look at how smooth it was. Just as he was about to set his feet on the ice he looked out on the other side of the rink to see who he thought to be the most talented girl. She had brown hair coming out from under a hockey mask, and she was shooting pucks from one side of the rink into the other side's net. She was moving with an awesome grace and skill that not even Ken could moved with. He decided to talk to her...
"BEEP BEEP BEEP!" his alarm shrieked at him. "Damn alarm. It ruined my dream before I got a chance to meet her," he said to himself. "Dean, turn off the alarm already," Fulton said sleepily across their Eden Hall dorm room. Dean hit the top of it, making the sound wind down slowly. "You know, if you keep beating that poor thing it won't work anymore," Fulton told him matter-of-factly. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's what you say every morning," Dean told his very sleep roommate.
He got up and rubbed his eyes. "I dreamed about her again, man," he said hoping Fulton was still awake to listen. Of course, he was already fast asleep again. Dean turned on some music, grabbed his towel, and a bottle of shampoo, and he headed out the door and down the hall.
~ Girl's dorm ~
Julie shuffled around her room quickly, trying to find her watch. "Hey, Connie! Have you seen my watch?" she asked as she looked underneath her bed. "No, the last time I saw it, Banksie was resetting the time for you. It was last night at dinner," she said. Julie sat up. She thought about it a moment, then started to scramble underneath Connie's bed. There was a knock at the door. Connie answered it. "Hey Connie. Have you seen Julie?" a male voice asked. "Yeah, she's over there under the bed," she told the voice. The voice didn't seem familiar. Julie scrounged her way out from under the bed and sat up.
"Hi, you don't know me, but I know you. You are Julie Gaffney. I am Brenton Masters," he told her. Julie stood up and looked him straight in the eye. "Yes I am Julie Gaffney, what can I do for you?" she asked. "Actually I was wondering if you could help me in Algebra. You see, I just moved here and Mr. Peregrine gave me your name. He told me that you would be a great tutor, and well, I really need the help," he told her trying to explain why there was a strange guy at her door. "Um, I need a little time to think about it. Can I get back to you?" she asked.
She was freaked out because of two things. One she had no idea exactly who he was but felt that if Mr. Peregrine had sent him she should help him, and two that he knew Connie. "Yes, please take your time. I'm sorry if I have scared you," he told her, sensing her fear of him. He left at that moment and shut the door after him.
"Hey Connie, how do you know him? She asked, still a little shaken up.
"Oh, well, we grew up together. He's really nice. Not bad looking either," she said sounding as if she were trying to stifle a crush. Julie shrugged it off, and dove under the bed again.
~Boy's Dorm~
"Hey Fulton, do you know where Portman is?" asked Adam as he walked into the showers. "He went somewhere early this morning. By the way he acted, you'd think he had a date. He actually got his good shampoo and came to the shower. Must be some girl," Fulton said. "Yeah, must be," said Adam drying himself off and wrapping the towel around him. "I never would have thought Portman would get up early for anything," Adam went on.
"My God, Banks! Get enough cologne on this morning?" Goldberg asked as he hopped into one of the stalls. "Shut up Goldberg! It's not cologne, it's body wash. It's not my fault you like to smell like a pigpen and I like to smell nice so I girl will notice me," Adam said getting defensive. He liked his body wash.
"Hey guys," said Charlie walking into what smelled like Bath and Body Works. "Well I know Banksie already had his shower," he said laughing. "Yeah, whatever. Yuk it up guys. We'll see who gets a phone number today," he said. He was still defensive. He thought he smelled good.
"Hey Banksie! Was there something you needed from Portman?" Fulton asked, pulling his towel into the shower with him. If there was one thing that Fulton was self-conscious about, it was his body. Charlie and Banks had six packs, and well Fulton had a keg. He stepped out of the shower. "Yeah, but it can wait," Adam said.
Adam walked out into the hall and bumped into Ken. "Hey Ken! Did you know that Portman's got a new girl?" he asked. And so the Duck's gossip vine began for the day.
~ Girls Dorm ~
"Hey Julie, you ready to go to breakfast yet?" Connie asked impatiently. "The guys will get to it first and you know Goldberg," she said trying to hurry Julie up. Julie was still under the bed in search of her watch. "Just go ahead. I will catch up," Julie mumbled. "Well, ok," Connie answered and left, shutting the door behind her. "It's about time," Julie said to herself. Julie waited until she knew that Connie was headed toward the cafeteria, then she left the room, strapped on the watch she had in her pocket, and headed downstairs and out the door.