DISCLAIMER: NO I do NOT own the Ducks. I don't know them either. I do however own Mr. Peregrine, Brenton Masters, Rebekah Fletcher, and Mr. Milan.

~ Girl's Dorm ~

Julie sat on her bed with her nose buried in The Canterbury Tales. Outside, she could hear the wind raging. It was obvious that a storm was heading toward Eden Hall.

"Jules, what do you think about Brenton?" Connie asked.

"He's...um...I don't know because I just met him, but I guess he's ok," she replied still lost in Chaucer's world.

"Jules...Where did you go this morning?" Connie asked with a worried tone.

"Out," Julie replied dryly. Connie looked at her friend worriedly. Julie had never been like this. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Julie got up and answered it with her mind on the book she was still engrossed in.

"Hey Jules," Dean said grinning. He picked her up and twirled her around the room. Dean had always been that way with Connie and Julie. He was like their big brother and he wouldn't let any guy touch them without threatening the guy first.

"Put me down! I am reading," Julie squealed.

"I see that, I didn't know you could," Dean replied. Julie smacked him in the arm. Connie just looked at him.

"What about me? Don't I deserve a hug anymore?" Connie whined. Dean looked at her and shrugged.

"Tell me who this Brenton guy is and I'll think about hugging you and I'll think about not killing him," Dean replied with a sly smile.

"He's just my friend, down boy," Connie told him trying to convince him that Brenton was never and will never be anything more.

"Ok, but he's weird," Dean said trying to be somewhat protective.

"Yeah I know," agreed Julie from behind her book, "he has this I don't know...he's kind of creepy."

"He is not, Julie, and you might like him if you'd actually talk to him," Connie said somewhat insulted.

"Fine, I'll talk to him, ok?" Julie said to make her friend happy. She then packed up her books and left the room.

"She has been acting really strange lately," Dean continued, "that's the second time she has left just like that today."

"I know. I wish she'd tell me where she was this morning. She just told me that she went 'out,' " Connie told Dean.

"She was at the rink. I was there I saw her," he told her trying to give her ease of mind. It didn't work.

"Why couldn't she just tell me that? Did she have to be so vague," she said getting angrier by the second.

"I don't know, Cons. I am worried about her though," he said "Wait...you were at the rink? That's really funny because everyone else thinks you have a new girlfriend," Connie said updating Portman on the latest rumors about him.

"Yeah, I wish. But I'm ugly. I haven't seen anyone in over 6 months, Connie," Dean said baring his soul to her.

"Dean, you are not ugly! Why would you think that? I know a lot of girls who drool over you everyday," Connie exclaimed.

"Yeah? Name at least 3," he challenged her.

"Sarah Marks, Belinda Montgomery, Julie Gaffney..." she trailed off.

"Julie? Yeah right! She is like my sister. Please say someone else's name," Dean begged.

"Portman! Come on! You know you like her too," she accused.

Dean though to himself, "Of course I like Julie, but it's not like I can just blurt it out. Julie isn't my dream girl...literally."

"Portman...Portman are you listening to me?" Connie asked pulling him out of his trance.

"Uh, yeah of course I am Cons," he lied, "but I need to get going." He had to get out of there before he blurted out his feelings for Julie.

Connie looked at the door as it shut. She shrugged and went to get something from her desk. As usual, when Connie was actually going to do homework, there was a knock at the door. She went to it and when she opened it, her jaw dropped.

"Don't look at me so surprised Cons or I'll go back home," the girl at her door said.

"I am surprised to see you Rebekah...I better call Charlie," Connie said heading towards the phone.

"No. I don't want him to know I am here yet," Rebekah Fletcher said still standing in her doorway.

"Well, he only was your fiancé, Bekah," Connie said.

"I know. But we broke up 4 months ago. I heard Brenton was here in town. I came to see if you knew where he was," Rebekah said suddenly staring down at her feet.

"He is at the library. He was hoping to catch Julie there," Connie said suddenly wishing she hadn't. Rebekah had had a thing for Brenton since her and Charlie had ended. Connie thought to herself, "Brenton had always had a thing for Julie. Julie had a thing for Portman. Things could not get more complicated."

There was a knock at the door. Instead of waiting for someone to answer, Charlie let himself in and suddenly his chin dropped.

"Bekah, what on earth are you doing here?" he asked bitterly.

"I heard Brenton was in town," she said not really happy that she had to see Charlie.

"Oh. Well, Cons...may I borrow your chemistry notes?" Charlie asked ignoring the girl next to him.

Connie handed them to him.

~ Connie's POV ~

Oh well, now she had an excuse for not studying them.

"Connie, where is the library," Rebekah pleaded.

"Down the stairs. Cross the lawn, and next to the ice rink. But I'm going with you," I said.

"Ok. So what do you think is wrong with Charlie?" she asked as if she were completely oblivious. We walked together. Charlie looked at us from his window. He looked like he was going to cry. Of course, Bekah saw him too but she pretended not to. I hate seeing him like this. He's Captain Duck. We kept walking when we ran into...