A/N.: HEY Guys!! I got a whole whoppin' 2 reviews for the last chapter.
TWO!! Go me. *dances* This chapter is dedicated to SARAHness, because
Katie won't read the days story. Stupid phone won't hang up?
~*~Sarah~*~ Thanks for your suggestion. You're the best. I haven't got much more to say, because I can't see what you wrote, because my internet is so freakin' messed up.Thanks for the idea you genius you. ~*~Beans~*~ Hey beaner, I actually ate dinner at a normal time tonight. It's 6:00 man I'm good. Well yes I did just have Lunch, but all the same. 32 seconds later... lol. He's not even a minute man. Kelso looks like he's wearing mascara.
Oh FYI I didn't feel like putting in a scene in the present so I started with the flashback.
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We ran down the stairs to breakfast and took our seats across from each other at the table.
"Good morning Adam," his mother greeted us as we sat down. "Julie." She smiled.
"Merry christmas," we said in unison.
"So Adam, how'd you sleep last night?" Phil asked, entering the room.
"Fine," Adam replied. He took a bite of his eggs.
"And you Jenn?"
"It's Julie," I corrected him.
"Yea whatever," he opened a newspaper. Adam shook his head and went back to eating.
"Did you make your bed, sweetie?" Mrs. Banks asked Adam.
"Umm... yeah, of course." He looked nervously across the table. "We-- "
"Shut up and eat," Phil turned the paper over to read the back.
"Allright," Adam shrugged. Phil looked over his paper giving him a dirty look. When the oh so comfortable breakfast was over Adam and I decided to go upstairs and well to be quite honest... makeout. The next few days Adam and I hung around the house, bothering the hell out of Phil. I literally thought he was going to murder us. Eventually he started to give us money to shut up. It was quite apparent Adam wasn't very close with his parents. Hell he was closer to the cook that made us breakfast.
New Years Eve morning I was awoken by Adam, who was hogging all the blankets. His parents didn't even know he'd been sleeping in my room since vacation had started. I pulled the sheet away from him and curled up under them.
"Hey," he mumbled and yanked them away.
"Give 'em back," I growled. Quickly I stole the blankets. He finally gave up.
"You're not ticklish, are you?"
"No," I felt his hand crawl up my back and then move around to my stomach. He suddenly began to tickle me. I let out a yip and tried to squirm out of his reach. He laughed and I finally pushed him off of me.
"You aren't huh?" His arms wrapped around me and he rested his head on my shoulder.
There was a chuckle from the doorway. "They're so cute." We looked up to see the ducks standing at the door. Adam sat up.
"What are you guys doing here?" he asked.
"I dunno... what are you guys doing?" Averman asked.
"Nothing," I smiled.
"I bet," Guy laughed. "Do you guys wanna come out for a snowball fight?"
"Yea, give us a second to get dressed," Adam blushed and regretted his words as soon as he said it.
"That's a little more than we wanted to know, Cakeeater," Charlie chuckled. "See ya in a few minutes." They left and I crawled out of bed while Adam left my room.
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"Here she comes," I heard Goldberg yell when I opened the backdoor to the Banks' house. A snowball hit me right in the face.
"Oh dude... I think we killed her," I heard Guy scream from across the yard.
"Opps," Fulton exclaimed. I opened my eyes to see the ducks surrounding me. Averman was poking my stomach with a stick. I tackled Fulton, rubbing his face in the snow. After Fulton recovered we had a snow ball fight. The boys decided it would be boys against girls. Oddly enough Connie and I won.
"So do you guys wanna stay to watch the ball drop at my house tonight?" Adam asked the ducks as we all sat around his room watching Back to the Future.
"Yeah," Guy replied, who was laying upside down on the couch. His feet sticking straight up in the air.
"Sounds good," Connie nodded and propped her feet up on Guy's chest.
"I'm in," Charlie retorted, sitting on the arm of the couch Adam, Averman, Goldberg, and I were sharing.
"Hell yea," Fulton stretched out farther on the floor. "You've got the biggest damn TV in town."
"Yup," the rest of them agreed.
" Wanna spend the night?" Adam asked.
" Oh my God, Can we like do each others hair too?" Averman giggled in his best girl voice. Adam rolled his eyes.
"Do ya?" he persisted. That question was followed by a chorus of 'sure's and 'why not's. That night..........
We were all huddled around in sleeping bags by the television.
"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Happy New YEARS!" We all screamed. I grabbed Adam by the collar and pulled him in for a kiss.
Suddenly Mr. Banks entered the room. "Adam!" Adam pulled away. His eyes shifted to me. "Julie... the phone. Your brother is on the phone."
I stood up and heard the ducks start laughing. I flipped 'em off as I hustled to the phone.
"Hey Tommy!"
"Happy New Year, Jules," He yelled.
"Umm.. hi," he replied. "What's up?"
"I sent your christmas presents by mail. You should get them when you get back to Eden Hall. Oh and you're an aunt. Sierra says hi."
"Oh my goodness, this is great," I heard a loud laugh from the other room. "I gotta go Tommy. See ya."
"Bye." There was a click on the other line.
I hung the phone up and was followed out of the room by Mr. Banks' weary eye.
"What's going on?" I sat down with the other ducks in the living room.
"We wanna play a game," Goldberg informed me.
"How about spin the bottle?" Averman suggested.
"In your dreams--" I started, but Averman interrupted me.
"How'd you know? I mean uhh...."
"How about Truth or dare?" Connie interrupted Averman.
"No, that always ends with someone licking someone elses foot or something stupid," Guy replied.
"How about Duck, Duck, Goose?" Everyone's gaze shot over to Charlie. "What?" A roar of laughter broke out aound the room. Sadly we did end up playing duck, duck, goose. The night ended when Mr. Banks yelled down the stairs to shut up or he was going to blow our brains out. To be blunt we believed him and were scared out of our minds. We settled down in our sleeping bags and went to sleep.
A/N.: I'm ending the chapter here. The next chapter will start with 11th Grade. Okay I know this wasn't really good, but Sarah wanted me to do it so i did. Ta da! ~Joc~
~*~Sarah~*~ Thanks for your suggestion. You're the best. I haven't got much more to say, because I can't see what you wrote, because my internet is so freakin' messed up.Thanks for the idea you genius you. ~*~Beans~*~ Hey beaner, I actually ate dinner at a normal time tonight. It's 6:00 man I'm good. Well yes I did just have Lunch, but all the same. 32 seconds later... lol. He's not even a minute man. Kelso looks like he's wearing mascara.
Oh FYI I didn't feel like putting in a scene in the present so I started with the flashback.
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We ran down the stairs to breakfast and took our seats across from each other at the table.
"Good morning Adam," his mother greeted us as we sat down. "Julie." She smiled.
"Merry christmas," we said in unison.
"So Adam, how'd you sleep last night?" Phil asked, entering the room.
"Fine," Adam replied. He took a bite of his eggs.
"And you Jenn?"
"It's Julie," I corrected him.
"Yea whatever," he opened a newspaper. Adam shook his head and went back to eating.
"Did you make your bed, sweetie?" Mrs. Banks asked Adam.
"Umm... yeah, of course." He looked nervously across the table. "We-- "
"Shut up and eat," Phil turned the paper over to read the back.
"Allright," Adam shrugged. Phil looked over his paper giving him a dirty look. When the oh so comfortable breakfast was over Adam and I decided to go upstairs and well to be quite honest... makeout. The next few days Adam and I hung around the house, bothering the hell out of Phil. I literally thought he was going to murder us. Eventually he started to give us money to shut up. It was quite apparent Adam wasn't very close with his parents. Hell he was closer to the cook that made us breakfast.
New Years Eve morning I was awoken by Adam, who was hogging all the blankets. His parents didn't even know he'd been sleeping in my room since vacation had started. I pulled the sheet away from him and curled up under them.
"Hey," he mumbled and yanked them away.
"Give 'em back," I growled. Quickly I stole the blankets. He finally gave up.
"You're not ticklish, are you?"
"No," I felt his hand crawl up my back and then move around to my stomach. He suddenly began to tickle me. I let out a yip and tried to squirm out of his reach. He laughed and I finally pushed him off of me.
"You aren't huh?" His arms wrapped around me and he rested his head on my shoulder.
There was a chuckle from the doorway. "They're so cute." We looked up to see the ducks standing at the door. Adam sat up.
"What are you guys doing here?" he asked.
"I dunno... what are you guys doing?" Averman asked.
"Nothing," I smiled.
"I bet," Guy laughed. "Do you guys wanna come out for a snowball fight?"
"Yea, give us a second to get dressed," Adam blushed and regretted his words as soon as he said it.
"That's a little more than we wanted to know, Cakeeater," Charlie chuckled. "See ya in a few minutes." They left and I crawled out of bed while Adam left my room.
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"Here she comes," I heard Goldberg yell when I opened the backdoor to the Banks' house. A snowball hit me right in the face.
"Oh dude... I think we killed her," I heard Guy scream from across the yard.
"Opps," Fulton exclaimed. I opened my eyes to see the ducks surrounding me. Averman was poking my stomach with a stick. I tackled Fulton, rubbing his face in the snow. After Fulton recovered we had a snow ball fight. The boys decided it would be boys against girls. Oddly enough Connie and I won.
"So do you guys wanna stay to watch the ball drop at my house tonight?" Adam asked the ducks as we all sat around his room watching Back to the Future.
"Yeah," Guy replied, who was laying upside down on the couch. His feet sticking straight up in the air.
"Sounds good," Connie nodded and propped her feet up on Guy's chest.
"I'm in," Charlie retorted, sitting on the arm of the couch Adam, Averman, Goldberg, and I were sharing.
"Hell yea," Fulton stretched out farther on the floor. "You've got the biggest damn TV in town."
"Yup," the rest of them agreed.
" Wanna spend the night?" Adam asked.
" Oh my God, Can we like do each others hair too?" Averman giggled in his best girl voice. Adam rolled his eyes.
"Do ya?" he persisted. That question was followed by a chorus of 'sure's and 'why not's. That night..........
We were all huddled around in sleeping bags by the television.
"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Happy New YEARS!" We all screamed. I grabbed Adam by the collar and pulled him in for a kiss.
Suddenly Mr. Banks entered the room. "Adam!" Adam pulled away. His eyes shifted to me. "Julie... the phone. Your brother is on the phone."
I stood up and heard the ducks start laughing. I flipped 'em off as I hustled to the phone.
"Hey Tommy!"
"Happy New Year, Jules," He yelled.
"Umm.. hi," he replied. "What's up?"
"I sent your christmas presents by mail. You should get them when you get back to Eden Hall. Oh and you're an aunt. Sierra says hi."
"Oh my goodness, this is great," I heard a loud laugh from the other room. "I gotta go Tommy. See ya."
"Bye." There was a click on the other line.
I hung the phone up and was followed out of the room by Mr. Banks' weary eye.
"What's going on?" I sat down with the other ducks in the living room.
"We wanna play a game," Goldberg informed me.
"How about spin the bottle?" Averman suggested.
"In your dreams--" I started, but Averman interrupted me.
"How'd you know? I mean uhh...."
"How about Truth or dare?" Connie interrupted Averman.
"No, that always ends with someone licking someone elses foot or something stupid," Guy replied.
"How about Duck, Duck, Goose?" Everyone's gaze shot over to Charlie. "What?" A roar of laughter broke out aound the room. Sadly we did end up playing duck, duck, goose. The night ended when Mr. Banks yelled down the stairs to shut up or he was going to blow our brains out. To be blunt we believed him and were scared out of our minds. We settled down in our sleeping bags and went to sleep.
A/N.: I'm ending the chapter here. The next chapter will start with 11th Grade. Okay I know this wasn't really good, but Sarah wanted me to do it so i did. Ta da! ~Joc~