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Author's Note : This is going to be a short fic, with Adam's and Julie's views on JV, Varsity, the Prank War – and each other.
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Adam's POV
I was happy when I made Varsity. For one moment I thought, 'hey, a challenge, it'll be good.' I soon came to realise just how wrong I was.
I knew from the instant I walked into the locker room for my first practice that I didn't belong there. They were no team. Whilst the Ducks ragged on each other constantly it was all good-natured – with Varsity, it was pure cruelty. Cole was nasty, the kind of person who pulled spiders' legs off as a kid. Riley was spiteful, Scooter was OK but seemed to enjoy making light of other people's misfortune. They may have hung out together at school, but only to give them the power of being a clique. They weren't real friends. There was no loyalty or respect between them.
The Duck's motto was always "Ducks fly together". I guess that doesn't apply to people who are forced onto a different team. I wasn't a Duck anymore – but then they weren't either. We were all Warriors. The motto still seemed to apply, as we were Ducks in spirit – but not to me. There were no displays of blatant dislike, but everything changed. Combined pressure from both sides forced me away from the Ducks and towards Varsity.
Then the Prank War started. I was caught in the middle. The first one, where Varsity dumped the JV clothes in the showers, I wasn't a part of. I wasn't a part of any of it. A couple of them crept off towards the end of the game – Riley ignored me when I asked where they were going. He was already pissed at me, for cheering JV. That was another thing that got to me – we were all Warriors, they were a team playing for our school, yet Varsity wouldn't support them.
After that, it got ugly. Retaliation came in the form of the Ducks attacking our locker room with liquid nitrogen. It was actually quite a good prank, even if my stuff did seem to have been treated the worst. That hurt me – I used to be one of them, but they turned on me over something that was out of my control. Then I found something on the floor below my part of the bench, and knew who the culprit was. And that person was the one person I could truly forgive.
That went on the second weekend of the semester. The following Monday I was given a new timetable. I'd been switched into a higher Algebra class, so all my periods were changed around. I hated changing classes after the start of school, as everyone already had their seats and their routine. However, it turned out good for me.
When I walked into first period Bio, there was only one free seat in the entire room. It was the seat next to Julie Gaffney.
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Author's Note : This is going to be a short fic, with Adam's and Julie's views on JV, Varsity, the Prank War – and each other.
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Adam's POV
I was happy when I made Varsity. For one moment I thought, 'hey, a challenge, it'll be good.' I soon came to realise just how wrong I was.
I knew from the instant I walked into the locker room for my first practice that I didn't belong there. They were no team. Whilst the Ducks ragged on each other constantly it was all good-natured – with Varsity, it was pure cruelty. Cole was nasty, the kind of person who pulled spiders' legs off as a kid. Riley was spiteful, Scooter was OK but seemed to enjoy making light of other people's misfortune. They may have hung out together at school, but only to give them the power of being a clique. They weren't real friends. There was no loyalty or respect between them.
The Duck's motto was always "Ducks fly together". I guess that doesn't apply to people who are forced onto a different team. I wasn't a Duck anymore – but then they weren't either. We were all Warriors. The motto still seemed to apply, as we were Ducks in spirit – but not to me. There were no displays of blatant dislike, but everything changed. Combined pressure from both sides forced me away from the Ducks and towards Varsity.
Then the Prank War started. I was caught in the middle. The first one, where Varsity dumped the JV clothes in the showers, I wasn't a part of. I wasn't a part of any of it. A couple of them crept off towards the end of the game – Riley ignored me when I asked where they were going. He was already pissed at me, for cheering JV. That was another thing that got to me – we were all Warriors, they were a team playing for our school, yet Varsity wouldn't support them.
After that, it got ugly. Retaliation came in the form of the Ducks attacking our locker room with liquid nitrogen. It was actually quite a good prank, even if my stuff did seem to have been treated the worst. That hurt me – I used to be one of them, but they turned on me over something that was out of my control. Then I found something on the floor below my part of the bench, and knew who the culprit was. And that person was the one person I could truly forgive.
That went on the second weekend of the semester. The following Monday I was given a new timetable. I'd been switched into a higher Algebra class, so all my periods were changed around. I hated changing classes after the start of school, as everyone already had their seats and their routine. However, it turned out good for me.
When I walked into first period Bio, there was only one free seat in the entire room. It was the seat next to Julie Gaffney.
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