Chap 3 : Umm.. Umm..
Adam's POV
Whoop! She was smiling at me! I always remember how beautiful her smile was. And when it was directed to me especially. What should I do? Say something. I opened my mouth to greet her.
"Hi – !"
"Hey Fulton! Where were you during lunch? I've been looking for you all over the place!" she said and walked right past me.
Oh wow. I've been snubbed. Not a good start. Just when I actually decided to speak to her too which was something I've been having problem doing lately. I mean, I've always been a little nervous, if not, scared to talk to her. Not because she was mean or anything. She was the sweetest girl (Ok, maybe apart from Connie, you can't get any sweeter than that) on earth. But that's the thing. I don't have a crush on Connie (Heaven forbid or Guy will probably make sure I don't see my 16th birthday), I have a serious crush on Julie. And somehow my tongue just gets tied up every time I see her. Like the first time we met.
--- Flashback ---
"Hi! I'm Julie," she smiled prettily at me. I knew I was gawking at her. But I couldn't help it. I've never seen a girl like her. You have to admit, you'll almost never see many girls playing hockey in a lifetime and probably not ones that look like this. Either she had this weird aura shining around her head or I was plain smitten. She was waited for a reply and obviously, confused because I couldn't put two words together.
"Hi," I said and nodded at her. Smile, I remembered saying mentally. But my muscles were frozen. She gave me a weird look, "Well, see ya around!" Then she went to get acquainted with the rest of the Ducks. So much for first impressions. She must think I'm a dork.
--- End Flashback ---
I took off my shirt and tossed it into my already messy locker. Behind me I could hear her talking animatedly to Fulton about our last game. What was the matter with me anyway? I mean, it's just Julie right? I've known her for like, 4 years right? Why can't I put together a decent sentence every time I see her? I rummaged around for the shirt that I kept for practice. At my luck, it's probably buried deep down at the bottom of the pile. ************************************************************************
Julie's POV
Oh. My. God. Someone must've died and made my day. Either that, or I was dead and in heaven. I hoped nobody was looking because I was staring at Adam as if I've never seen him before. But as truth holds, this was actually the first I'd actually gotten a full view of his body. Normally someone else was in the way or he'd already changed. Even though I was listening to Fulton talk, or at least, pretending to, I couldn't tear my eyes away from those perfect abs. You could see how his muscles contracted when he stretched his body to search his locker. I couldn't help wondering how they would feel under my own touch. If I could just reach over..
"Did you see that guy's face when I fired that shot at him? It was like ka pow! And you could practically hear him hitting the ice, like WHAM!" said Fulton excitedly.
"Uh-huh," I nodded slowly at him so he thought I was listening. But I was barely paying attention because then he turned around with the shirt in his hands and I was getting first class seats to the front view of his body.
"Eh? Earth to Julie? Like I said –"
"Sorry Fult. Some other day maybe," I cut him off. I knew I was being pretty rude but I had to go over there before I burst. As I approached him he was struggling to put his shirt on.
"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" I blurted out without thinking.
Did I really say what I just said? I wanted to smack myself. I swear he was blushing beneath that shirt.
"I mean YOU. Is it just you.. I mean me.. arghh.. You're sweating! Like a pig," I finished lamely. He finished putting on his shirt and looked at me. He had been blushing. That was obvious. It was cute. Almost. I would've enjoyed that if it weren't for the fact that I was blushing too. Again, where is that anti-blusher thing?
Ok. Stay calm and try to talk to him. So? Say something! I scolded myself inwardly. But I wanted him to say something as well. 'Well what do you expect him to say? You came up first' I heard a voice say. 'I know. But what do I say??' I screamed back. I knew I must've looked like an idiot standing there and having this debate play over and over again in my mind. And Adam was looking at me expectantly.
"Um.. here! You could use this," I said quickly and grabbed a random towel off the bench and tossed it at him.
"Huh?" said his eyes as he caught it deftly.
"For the sweat!" I reminded him. As he wiped himself up, I couldn't help but notice that his neck was really long. But not scrawny like a typical boy's. It curved at the correct place and fitted him perfectly. Hey, he was perfect right? Yeap, he's perfect alright and I still had nothing to say.
When he finished he laid the towel down. "Was there something you wanna say?" he asked and flashed me a boyish grin. The one I liked to see. Shy and really cute. The one I fell in love with.
"Umm.. no. Just saying hi. You know? Err.. so.. hi!" I said to him and quickly turned around before I could embarrass myself any further. Way to go Julie. Now he must think you're the planet's weirdest weirdo who studies on Friday nights and weekends because she was too pathetic to get a date from any decent-looking boy.
To my surprise, I felt a hand on my shoulder before I could walk away. Was it who I think it was? I turned around. Yes! Ok.. now.. what does he want? He smiled at me nervously.
"Hey.. umm.. you.. umm..," he stammered. Please ask me out. Please ask me out. Make me the happiest girl alive. Say it and I'll stop every goal there is in the whole wide world. Please, please, please..
"I was thinking.. you free on Friday night?" he said. YES!!! I wanted to scream out loud. Then I remembered.
"Sorry.. I'm busy Friday night," I told him. "Oh, that's ok I guess. Just thought I'd ask," he gave me a small smile. But if you read between the lines, you could almost see his disappointment as his shoulders drooped a little.
"I have a study session with Ken," I explained quickly. All of a sudden, he brightened up like a Christmas tree. If I wasn't so nervous myself I would've laughed at his silly grin.
"Then.. how about Saturday night? After the game?" he suggested. I nodded eagerly. That would definitely make up for missing out on Friday. Then I had an idea.
"Hey, why don't you join me and Ken on Friday? We're doing physics. We could use some help in that department," I smiled at him.
"You sure? I mean.. will that be ok with him?" he asked politely. I wanted to squeeze him. He was soooo adorable when he got all gentlemanly.
"No problem!" Ken piped up. Oh shit. Bloody hell. We both snapped back into reality and saw that the locker room was deadly silent because the whole damn team was staring at us intently. We were live entertainment. I quickly collected my gloves and stick and left the room. I knew I was in for one of Connie's famous interrogation that night. I could hear catcalling and whistling inside as I leaned on the door to catch my breath. I still couldn't believe he actually asked me out. Then a thought stuck me. We were REALLY going out right? Come to think of it, we never said what time or confirmed anything. Ken just took us by surprise at the moment. Great.. just great..
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Adam's POV
Normally I would have already asked them all to shut up but I was too happy to care. The rounds of "Way to go Adam!" and "About time Banksie!" were hardly over. They were teasing me like hell and I was grinning like an idiot. She actually she yes!!!! Ok, she didn't say anything but she nodded. That was almost as good right. The point is, I'm taking Julie out! I wonder where we could go. Maybe just some place casual so that it doesn't get too serious for a first date and scare her off. But then I remembered, we never said what time we would meet, and where. I could figure that out and get back to her I guess. No big deal. Now all I had to do is concentrate on the date itself. It had to be perfect because for once, I was with the right girl. That was the easy part, right? I mean.. how hard can it be?
A/N : Sorry this was such a short chapter I just had to get it down! Hope everyone enjoyed it though! Cheers~
Adam's POV
Whoop! She was smiling at me! I always remember how beautiful her smile was. And when it was directed to me especially. What should I do? Say something. I opened my mouth to greet her.
"Hi – !"
"Hey Fulton! Where were you during lunch? I've been looking for you all over the place!" she said and walked right past me.
Oh wow. I've been snubbed. Not a good start. Just when I actually decided to speak to her too which was something I've been having problem doing lately. I mean, I've always been a little nervous, if not, scared to talk to her. Not because she was mean or anything. She was the sweetest girl (Ok, maybe apart from Connie, you can't get any sweeter than that) on earth. But that's the thing. I don't have a crush on Connie (Heaven forbid or Guy will probably make sure I don't see my 16th birthday), I have a serious crush on Julie. And somehow my tongue just gets tied up every time I see her. Like the first time we met.
--- Flashback ---
"Hi! I'm Julie," she smiled prettily at me. I knew I was gawking at her. But I couldn't help it. I've never seen a girl like her. You have to admit, you'll almost never see many girls playing hockey in a lifetime and probably not ones that look like this. Either she had this weird aura shining around her head or I was plain smitten. She was waited for a reply and obviously, confused because I couldn't put two words together.
"Hi," I said and nodded at her. Smile, I remembered saying mentally. But my muscles were frozen. She gave me a weird look, "Well, see ya around!" Then she went to get acquainted with the rest of the Ducks. So much for first impressions. She must think I'm a dork.
--- End Flashback ---
I took off my shirt and tossed it into my already messy locker. Behind me I could hear her talking animatedly to Fulton about our last game. What was the matter with me anyway? I mean, it's just Julie right? I've known her for like, 4 years right? Why can't I put together a decent sentence every time I see her? I rummaged around for the shirt that I kept for practice. At my luck, it's probably buried deep down at the bottom of the pile. ************************************************************************
Julie's POV
Oh. My. God. Someone must've died and made my day. Either that, or I was dead and in heaven. I hoped nobody was looking because I was staring at Adam as if I've never seen him before. But as truth holds, this was actually the first I'd actually gotten a full view of his body. Normally someone else was in the way or he'd already changed. Even though I was listening to Fulton talk, or at least, pretending to, I couldn't tear my eyes away from those perfect abs. You could see how his muscles contracted when he stretched his body to search his locker. I couldn't help wondering how they would feel under my own touch. If I could just reach over..
"Did you see that guy's face when I fired that shot at him? It was like ka pow! And you could practically hear him hitting the ice, like WHAM!" said Fulton excitedly.
"Uh-huh," I nodded slowly at him so he thought I was listening. But I was barely paying attention because then he turned around with the shirt in his hands and I was getting first class seats to the front view of his body.
"Eh? Earth to Julie? Like I said –"
"Sorry Fult. Some other day maybe," I cut him off. I knew I was being pretty rude but I had to go over there before I burst. As I approached him he was struggling to put his shirt on.
"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" I blurted out without thinking.
Did I really say what I just said? I wanted to smack myself. I swear he was blushing beneath that shirt.
"I mean YOU. Is it just you.. I mean me.. arghh.. You're sweating! Like a pig," I finished lamely. He finished putting on his shirt and looked at me. He had been blushing. That was obvious. It was cute. Almost. I would've enjoyed that if it weren't for the fact that I was blushing too. Again, where is that anti-blusher thing?
Ok. Stay calm and try to talk to him. So? Say something! I scolded myself inwardly. But I wanted him to say something as well. 'Well what do you expect him to say? You came up first' I heard a voice say. 'I know. But what do I say??' I screamed back. I knew I must've looked like an idiot standing there and having this debate play over and over again in my mind. And Adam was looking at me expectantly.
"Um.. here! You could use this," I said quickly and grabbed a random towel off the bench and tossed it at him.
"Huh?" said his eyes as he caught it deftly.
"For the sweat!" I reminded him. As he wiped himself up, I couldn't help but notice that his neck was really long. But not scrawny like a typical boy's. It curved at the correct place and fitted him perfectly. Hey, he was perfect right? Yeap, he's perfect alright and I still had nothing to say.
When he finished he laid the towel down. "Was there something you wanna say?" he asked and flashed me a boyish grin. The one I liked to see. Shy and really cute. The one I fell in love with.
"Umm.. no. Just saying hi. You know? Err.. so.. hi!" I said to him and quickly turned around before I could embarrass myself any further. Way to go Julie. Now he must think you're the planet's weirdest weirdo who studies on Friday nights and weekends because she was too pathetic to get a date from any decent-looking boy.
To my surprise, I felt a hand on my shoulder before I could walk away. Was it who I think it was? I turned around. Yes! Ok.. now.. what does he want? He smiled at me nervously.
"Hey.. umm.. you.. umm..," he stammered. Please ask me out. Please ask me out. Make me the happiest girl alive. Say it and I'll stop every goal there is in the whole wide world. Please, please, please..
"I was thinking.. you free on Friday night?" he said. YES!!! I wanted to scream out loud. Then I remembered.
"Sorry.. I'm busy Friday night," I told him. "Oh, that's ok I guess. Just thought I'd ask," he gave me a small smile. But if you read between the lines, you could almost see his disappointment as his shoulders drooped a little.
"I have a study session with Ken," I explained quickly. All of a sudden, he brightened up like a Christmas tree. If I wasn't so nervous myself I would've laughed at his silly grin.
"Then.. how about Saturday night? After the game?" he suggested. I nodded eagerly. That would definitely make up for missing out on Friday. Then I had an idea.
"Hey, why don't you join me and Ken on Friday? We're doing physics. We could use some help in that department," I smiled at him.
"You sure? I mean.. will that be ok with him?" he asked politely. I wanted to squeeze him. He was soooo adorable when he got all gentlemanly.
"No problem!" Ken piped up. Oh shit. Bloody hell. We both snapped back into reality and saw that the locker room was deadly silent because the whole damn team was staring at us intently. We were live entertainment. I quickly collected my gloves and stick and left the room. I knew I was in for one of Connie's famous interrogation that night. I could hear catcalling and whistling inside as I leaned on the door to catch my breath. I still couldn't believe he actually asked me out. Then a thought stuck me. We were REALLY going out right? Come to think of it, we never said what time or confirmed anything. Ken just took us by surprise at the moment. Great.. just great..
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Adam's POV
Normally I would have already asked them all to shut up but I was too happy to care. The rounds of "Way to go Adam!" and "About time Banksie!" were hardly over. They were teasing me like hell and I was grinning like an idiot. She actually she yes!!!! Ok, she didn't say anything but she nodded. That was almost as good right. The point is, I'm taking Julie out! I wonder where we could go. Maybe just some place casual so that it doesn't get too serious for a first date and scare her off. But then I remembered, we never said what time we would meet, and where. I could figure that out and get back to her I guess. No big deal. Now all I had to do is concentrate on the date itself. It had to be perfect because for once, I was with the right girl. That was the easy part, right? I mean.. how hard can it be?
A/N : Sorry this was such a short chapter I just had to get it down! Hope everyone enjoyed it though! Cheers~