A/N.: Hey guys!! Guess what... I got a part in the school play. I get to
slay the dragon.... so what if it's Lord of the Rings or the Hobbit (it's
all the same to me) I know what you're thinking and I hate the books too,
but look I've actually accomplished something. Yeah go me! *dances really
awfully*
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO KATIE... I had to dedicate it to her. She broke down on the phone and started to cry cuz I didn't dedicate the last chapter to her. Seriously she did it was heart breaking.
~*~Sarah~*~ Never heard of the song you were singing in the review, but that sounded like a coolie song. Thanks for the review, hun. Always appreciated. OMG I love street sharks.. I can't believe no one else, but you has heard of them. ~*~Gina~*~ When you said little old me in your review it made me think of those old movies with the women in the big dresses and the accents. Yeah thats what it did... *shakes head and then smacks self for being so freakin weird* ~*~Beans~*~ Hey!! Sorry I didn't answer the phone when you called tonight. I got grounded again. This time I was cocking an attitude. I'm so stupid. Why do I always get myself into trouble. I just made brownies to be a good suck up and Liquer has eaten like all of them. Stupid pig!! My pretty Girl.. I'm 15 and I don't wanna die. No shit!! ~*~Aussiechic~*~ Do you have a name?? Okay thanks for the review dude. Huggles. I wanna go to the beach. *whines and throws a fit, but then gets up cuz I don't wanna get grounded again* MY little sister keeps yelling Goldberg and saying Jocelyn said she loves Goldberg... just some random information.
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I smiled and wiggled my fingers the blue stone twinkling back at me. The limo pulled up to a small white building with a sign in the window, reading Blue Dove. Cassie threw the door open and yanked us out the door.
"Come on we're running late," she exclaimed. We strolled into the hairdresser where 3 blonde haired girls were chatting wildly. One was curling her hair around her finger, the other was chewing a huge thing of gum, and the other was exclaiming 'Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!' while telling a story. Mae coughed trying to get there attention.
"Excuse me," Cassie said as she leaned over the counter. Rose stuck out her hand and repeatedly hit the bell.
The one that was twirling her hair on her fingers stopped and looked up. "Are you the Banks party?" We nodded. "Oh my... umm... follow me." she giggled and lead us back to a room with 4 chairs, 1 occupied by a little boy.
"We'll take you, you, and you." The blonde that was obnoxiously chewing her gum pointed to Mae, Rose, and Cassie, who took the three empty seats. I scooped up a magazine and sat in a chair by the window. Jamie sat on one side of me while Connie sat on the other.
"Mom this haircut is so ugly!" the little boy jumped out of his seat and stomped his foot. "I hate it."
"Patrick," (hey beans, I was thinking about Tony's wife patrice when I wrote that.) A middle aged women yelped. "Don't talk like that you love your new haircut." The boy rolled his eyes.
"No you love my new haircut," he cried. "Dad even cuts my hair better then that lady!"
"Who does that remind you of?" Connie mumbled as the mother of the boy grabbed him by the arm, paid the black hair stylist, and lead the boy out the door.
~Flashback~
So we'd been in LA for a few weeks now. As a matter of fact we'd made it all the way to the championships. It was hard to believe we might end out on top. Top of the world. All around best. Greatest... Man I better stop I'm starting to sound like Averman.
I pulled my USA Jersey down over my head as Averman, speak of the devil, walked into the locker room. "Nice hair, Banksie."
Adam turned and stared at Averman, along with the rest of the team.
"Les... do you realize Banks has had that God awful haircut the whole time we've been here and you're just now noticing it?" Charlie asked. He grabbed a clipboard and read over the roster one more time and began to think up strategies for the game that lie ahead, that he wouldn't be playing.
"I was just saying how nice it looks..." Averman defended himself, but then broke into a fit of laughter.
"Be nice," Jesse said, seriously at first, but his voice turned very sarcastic as he reached the end of the sentence. "You know his mom did it for him, because they couldn't afford to go to a real barber to get it done." He began to laugh.
"Shut up. My mom doesn't cut my hair... my dad does," Adam growled.
"With what a weed whacker?" Portman chimed in.
Adam ran a hand through his course hair. "Is it really that bad?"
"Yeah man, shave it," Luis suggested.
"I think it's fine," I said, pulling on my pads. Everyone turned to me.
"That's because you think everything about Adam is fine," Russ chuckled. I pushed him and felt my face go bright red.
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A drop of sweat crept down the back of my neck as I watched Gunnar Stahl line up for his shot. I'd been out on the ice for about 2 minutes and was sweating up a storm from being so nervous. I took a deep breath, wishing like hell that Bombay's predictions were right.
"1.... 2.... 3...." I counted to myself as Stahl stopped and brought his stick back for the shot. The puck fell through the air as I extended my glove and closed my eyes. Something hit my hand hard and I didn't hear the buzzer, which were two good signs. I flipped the puck into the air as screams of excitement erupted around the arena. Next thing I knew Charlie had pulled me to the ground. WE WON!! I couldn't believe it. We were the champions of the WORLD!!
~Flashback ends~
I chuckled at the memory. That was the best day of my life... well up until today. Jamie by now had replaced the little boy on the chair and was making funny faces as Patrice the hairdresser twisted her hairs back into a bun.
"Are you nervous?" Connie asked.
"No.... kinda... yea," I smiled. Connie and I chatted about random things for a little while until she brought up Eden Hall and getting the scholarships. I touched the necklace that hung around my neck, it was a silver heart with little diamonds.
~Flashback~
I sat in front of the Christmas tree in Maine watching the twinkling lights on it. I read over the scholarship to Eden Hall one more time and then picked up the rest of my mail. I got a present from Connie and cards from Adam, Charlie, Kenny, and Averman.
"Hey," a voice came from behind me. "Merry Christmas!"
"Hey Joey," I patted the seat beside me.
"What's that?" he pointed to my scholarship.
"It's to Eden Hall in Minnesota. Full scholarship to play hockey," I told him. He nodded.
"So you're leaving again?" he looked kinda sad, but a small smile crept across his face as he pulled out a small box. "Here."
I slowly opened the box and pulled out a small heart necklace. "Aww thank you," he put it around my neck and clipped. "It's beautiful."
"So are you," he smiled. His eyes looked right in to mine and I had to giggle as I leaned in and kissed his lips. It was a soft tender kiss that was quickly turning into a longer and longer one. I heard somebody come bounding down the stairs and flip over the back of the couch. It was Tommy. We pulled away immediately.
"Hey Tom... what's up?" I asked slowly as Tommy tried not to laugh.
"Nothing. The games on!" He screamed and grabbed the remote.
"I'm gonna go. See ya around," Joey said.
"Thanks," I waved as he left the room and I heard the front door close.
"Julie's got a boyfriend, Julie's got a boyfriend," Tommy chuckled in a sing-song voice. I decked him with a pillow.
"Jerk," suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Aww he's back. Go get 'em lover girl!" Tommy yelled after me as I ran for the door. I opened the door to expose a tall man.
"Jack," Jamie said from the door way. At the sound of the name Tommy flew into the room.
"What are you doing here?" Tom inquired.
"I've come to get Julie. As you know the court awarded me partial custody, but I only want her on the weekends. Actually just every other weekend should be good. Go get your stuff together," Jack replied, looking impatiently at me.
"She's not going with you anywhere," Jamie growled.
"I'll be in the car.. and Thomas you know what'll happen if I call the police and report a kidnapping..." he slammed the door.
Tommy knelt down beside me. "If he calls the police... you could be taken away from us forever... we don't have a choice." I reluctantly gathered my things and headed out to his car. We drove for 45 minutes in his little black Buick that smelled like an ash tray and didn't look much better.
Eventually we arrived at a small motor home that was one of the worst ones... wait was the worst one I ever saw. He dragged me inside. As he opened the door, smoke poured out the doors. At the table sat a women with a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other. Blue makeup was smudged all over her face.
"This is Stevie," Jack told me. "But you can call her mom." Damn this was going to one hell of a bonding experience. ~Flashback ends~
A/N.: Tell me what ya thought guys. I love tom. His character was modeled after my older brother, Zach. Him and I were on the phone while I wrote this and we were both watching Austin Powers dicussing our loving step parents. Such a touching experience I know. ~Jocie poo~
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO KATIE... I had to dedicate it to her. She broke down on the phone and started to cry cuz I didn't dedicate the last chapter to her. Seriously she did it was heart breaking.
~*~Sarah~*~ Never heard of the song you were singing in the review, but that sounded like a coolie song. Thanks for the review, hun. Always appreciated. OMG I love street sharks.. I can't believe no one else, but you has heard of them. ~*~Gina~*~ When you said little old me in your review it made me think of those old movies with the women in the big dresses and the accents. Yeah thats what it did... *shakes head and then smacks self for being so freakin weird* ~*~Beans~*~ Hey!! Sorry I didn't answer the phone when you called tonight. I got grounded again. This time I was cocking an attitude. I'm so stupid. Why do I always get myself into trouble. I just made brownies to be a good suck up and Liquer has eaten like all of them. Stupid pig!! My pretty Girl.. I'm 15 and I don't wanna die. No shit!! ~*~Aussiechic~*~ Do you have a name?? Okay thanks for the review dude. Huggles. I wanna go to the beach. *whines and throws a fit, but then gets up cuz I don't wanna get grounded again* MY little sister keeps yelling Goldberg and saying Jocelyn said she loves Goldberg... just some random information.
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I smiled and wiggled my fingers the blue stone twinkling back at me. The limo pulled up to a small white building with a sign in the window, reading Blue Dove. Cassie threw the door open and yanked us out the door.
"Come on we're running late," she exclaimed. We strolled into the hairdresser where 3 blonde haired girls were chatting wildly. One was curling her hair around her finger, the other was chewing a huge thing of gum, and the other was exclaiming 'Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!' while telling a story. Mae coughed trying to get there attention.
"Excuse me," Cassie said as she leaned over the counter. Rose stuck out her hand and repeatedly hit the bell.
The one that was twirling her hair on her fingers stopped and looked up. "Are you the Banks party?" We nodded. "Oh my... umm... follow me." she giggled and lead us back to a room with 4 chairs, 1 occupied by a little boy.
"We'll take you, you, and you." The blonde that was obnoxiously chewing her gum pointed to Mae, Rose, and Cassie, who took the three empty seats. I scooped up a magazine and sat in a chair by the window. Jamie sat on one side of me while Connie sat on the other.
"Mom this haircut is so ugly!" the little boy jumped out of his seat and stomped his foot. "I hate it."
"Patrick," (hey beans, I was thinking about Tony's wife patrice when I wrote that.) A middle aged women yelped. "Don't talk like that you love your new haircut." The boy rolled his eyes.
"No you love my new haircut," he cried. "Dad even cuts my hair better then that lady!"
"Who does that remind you of?" Connie mumbled as the mother of the boy grabbed him by the arm, paid the black hair stylist, and lead the boy out the door.
~Flashback~
So we'd been in LA for a few weeks now. As a matter of fact we'd made it all the way to the championships. It was hard to believe we might end out on top. Top of the world. All around best. Greatest... Man I better stop I'm starting to sound like Averman.
I pulled my USA Jersey down over my head as Averman, speak of the devil, walked into the locker room. "Nice hair, Banksie."
Adam turned and stared at Averman, along with the rest of the team.
"Les... do you realize Banks has had that God awful haircut the whole time we've been here and you're just now noticing it?" Charlie asked. He grabbed a clipboard and read over the roster one more time and began to think up strategies for the game that lie ahead, that he wouldn't be playing.
"I was just saying how nice it looks..." Averman defended himself, but then broke into a fit of laughter.
"Be nice," Jesse said, seriously at first, but his voice turned very sarcastic as he reached the end of the sentence. "You know his mom did it for him, because they couldn't afford to go to a real barber to get it done." He began to laugh.
"Shut up. My mom doesn't cut my hair... my dad does," Adam growled.
"With what a weed whacker?" Portman chimed in.
Adam ran a hand through his course hair. "Is it really that bad?"
"Yeah man, shave it," Luis suggested.
"I think it's fine," I said, pulling on my pads. Everyone turned to me.
"That's because you think everything about Adam is fine," Russ chuckled. I pushed him and felt my face go bright red.
* * *
A drop of sweat crept down the back of my neck as I watched Gunnar Stahl line up for his shot. I'd been out on the ice for about 2 minutes and was sweating up a storm from being so nervous. I took a deep breath, wishing like hell that Bombay's predictions were right.
"1.... 2.... 3...." I counted to myself as Stahl stopped and brought his stick back for the shot. The puck fell through the air as I extended my glove and closed my eyes. Something hit my hand hard and I didn't hear the buzzer, which were two good signs. I flipped the puck into the air as screams of excitement erupted around the arena. Next thing I knew Charlie had pulled me to the ground. WE WON!! I couldn't believe it. We were the champions of the WORLD!!
~Flashback ends~
I chuckled at the memory. That was the best day of my life... well up until today. Jamie by now had replaced the little boy on the chair and was making funny faces as Patrice the hairdresser twisted her hairs back into a bun.
"Are you nervous?" Connie asked.
"No.... kinda... yea," I smiled. Connie and I chatted about random things for a little while until she brought up Eden Hall and getting the scholarships. I touched the necklace that hung around my neck, it was a silver heart with little diamonds.
~Flashback~
I sat in front of the Christmas tree in Maine watching the twinkling lights on it. I read over the scholarship to Eden Hall one more time and then picked up the rest of my mail. I got a present from Connie and cards from Adam, Charlie, Kenny, and Averman.
"Hey," a voice came from behind me. "Merry Christmas!"
"Hey Joey," I patted the seat beside me.
"What's that?" he pointed to my scholarship.
"It's to Eden Hall in Minnesota. Full scholarship to play hockey," I told him. He nodded.
"So you're leaving again?" he looked kinda sad, but a small smile crept across his face as he pulled out a small box. "Here."
I slowly opened the box and pulled out a small heart necklace. "Aww thank you," he put it around my neck and clipped. "It's beautiful."
"So are you," he smiled. His eyes looked right in to mine and I had to giggle as I leaned in and kissed his lips. It was a soft tender kiss that was quickly turning into a longer and longer one. I heard somebody come bounding down the stairs and flip over the back of the couch. It was Tommy. We pulled away immediately.
"Hey Tom... what's up?" I asked slowly as Tommy tried not to laugh.
"Nothing. The games on!" He screamed and grabbed the remote.
"I'm gonna go. See ya around," Joey said.
"Thanks," I waved as he left the room and I heard the front door close.
"Julie's got a boyfriend, Julie's got a boyfriend," Tommy chuckled in a sing-song voice. I decked him with a pillow.
"Jerk," suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Aww he's back. Go get 'em lover girl!" Tommy yelled after me as I ran for the door. I opened the door to expose a tall man.
"Jack," Jamie said from the door way. At the sound of the name Tommy flew into the room.
"What are you doing here?" Tom inquired.
"I've come to get Julie. As you know the court awarded me partial custody, but I only want her on the weekends. Actually just every other weekend should be good. Go get your stuff together," Jack replied, looking impatiently at me.
"She's not going with you anywhere," Jamie growled.
"I'll be in the car.. and Thomas you know what'll happen if I call the police and report a kidnapping..." he slammed the door.
Tommy knelt down beside me. "If he calls the police... you could be taken away from us forever... we don't have a choice." I reluctantly gathered my things and headed out to his car. We drove for 45 minutes in his little black Buick that smelled like an ash tray and didn't look much better.
Eventually we arrived at a small motor home that was one of the worst ones... wait was the worst one I ever saw. He dragged me inside. As he opened the door, smoke poured out the doors. At the table sat a women with a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other. Blue makeup was smudged all over her face.
"This is Stevie," Jack told me. "But you can call her mom." Damn this was going to one hell of a bonding experience. ~Flashback ends~
A/N.: Tell me what ya thought guys. I love tom. His character was modeled after my older brother, Zach. Him and I were on the phone while I wrote this and we were both watching Austin Powers dicussing our loving step parents. Such a touching experience I know. ~Jocie poo~