(Charlie POV)
"That stuck up wanna be Prince William ass hole." Connie said the moment Banks stormed off.
Orion was standing there staring after him, "Let the baby throw his tantrum." He said turning back to us, "Get back to work."
I couldn't help but smirk at the soccer ball I beat him. Even if it is just this once, even thought he'd never admit it we all knew I beaten his stuck up little pansy ass. Life was good.
We ended up practicing until nearly nine o'clock. It felt good having things back to normal just me the ducks and both of my coaches. Why couldn't it stay like this?
I shoved my hands father into my pockets as I briskly walked across the quad. "Charlie," I wiped around.
"Oh hey Coach," I said not exactly thrilled, I think there'd been a little to much team bonding lately. He looked mildly pissed as he crossed the hall to me. That's when I noticed the hunch men that flanked Coach, one was Dean Buckley or the queen as I like to call him and the other guy I had no clue. "What did I do?" I asked very confused.
Coach laughed making me relax. "Nothing, I just needed to talk to you,"
"About?" I asked looking at him.
"Have you seen Banks?"
"No, thank god," I said mumbling the last part.
"Are you sure?" Our all mighty queen said.
"Yeah, why?" I said just happy to spend a little more time out of class.
"He didn't come home last night," The third dark man said.
"And you are?" I asked suddenly curious.
"Philip Banks, I'm Adam's father," Ahhh, now it all makes since.
"Sorry I'd love to help but I really have no idea where Mr. Khaki pants would be," I said shifting the strap of my backpack. His father raised his eyebrows at me but said nothing. I turned to walk off, class was better than dealing with Coach and the scumbags. Besides it's not like any of them are that interesting.
"Adam Nathaniel Banks," Oh it just got interesting.
Wow. That was the only word I currently understood. I'd spent the entire night with Brooke. Wow is all I gotta say about that. Granted she is a skirt (translation the popular pretty easy type) meaning not the best conversationalist but who needs words when you got body language... Again can I say wow? Somehow we'd made it back to the school grounds but we were practically reenacting last night's events for the entire student body.
"Adam Nathaniel Banks," I jumped breaking up are never ending kiss. Shit. I stood there for a moment before turning.
"Coach Orion, Dean Buckley, Dad," I acknowledged each man a coy smile on my face. "What's up?" That's right Adam don't let them see ya sweat.
"What's," My father repeated turning red in the face before closing the space between us. "What do mean what's up you little," He said getting right in my face.
"Little what," I spat at him. Go right ahead and finish that sentence Dad, come one. He caught himself and took a step back. Public appearance is everything, it's never about who you are it's about who they think you are.
"Look if you want to spend your spare time knocking up some little cheep hooker be my guest but you will come home every night and you will have the decency to tell us where you are."
"Perfectly," I said monotone.
"See their Phil it was just one big misunderstanding, no harm done,"
"Oh and Dad," I said, he looked back at me over his shoulder.
"You must have been blurring a lives together again." I said walking around to face him. "I'm not the one who has to pay a slut to sleep with me, you are." With that I walked away. I'm sure he had a lovely expression on his face, but I didn't bother to turn around and see it.
(Charlie pov) Wow. I mean sure I knew it was going to be interesting but that? That was just wow. Papa Banks and queenie headed off speaking in hushed voices. I walked back over to Coach side.
"That was interesting," I said.
He snorted at me, "Yeah to say the least,"
"The very least," I agreed. "He's such a jerk," I said shaking my head watching him walk off hand and ass with some chick.
"He's young."
Now it was my turn to snort, "I was his age like last year Coach, he's not that young."
"And you threw a hissy fit when Bombay left and I was a little mean to you,"
"I did not," I said indignantly. Coached shoved me and we both ended up laughing. "Okay okay, but I wasn't that bad."
"No you weren't." Coach paused. "But something is going on there, I just don't know what." I looked over at him. He had that concerned adult look pasted on his normally stern face.
"Normally I'd say to pull in the big caring guns that Bombay is so good at. He loves those heart to hearts, but after last night I don't know. Banks might go on a random killing spree is kept in a room with a normal none ass hole person."
Coach laughed a little before looking at me a seriously, "look I know you don't like Banks but maybe if you weren't so hard on him he might calm it down a little," I just nodded. I wanted to say like hell, but hey if coach needs me to be "nice" for a little while I'll just have to up the rules on Operation ignore Mr. Khaki Pants.
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Alright that's everything, I hope everybody enjoys! Please review! Rachel
"That stuck up wanna be Prince William ass hole." Connie said the moment Banks stormed off.
Orion was standing there staring after him, "Let the baby throw his tantrum." He said turning back to us, "Get back to work."
I couldn't help but smirk at the soccer ball I beat him. Even if it is just this once, even thought he'd never admit it we all knew I beaten his stuck up little pansy ass. Life was good.
We ended up practicing until nearly nine o'clock. It felt good having things back to normal just me the ducks and both of my coaches. Why couldn't it stay like this?
I shoved my hands father into my pockets as I briskly walked across the quad. "Charlie," I wiped around.
"Oh hey Coach," I said not exactly thrilled, I think there'd been a little to much team bonding lately. He looked mildly pissed as he crossed the hall to me. That's when I noticed the hunch men that flanked Coach, one was Dean Buckley or the queen as I like to call him and the other guy I had no clue. "What did I do?" I asked very confused.
Coach laughed making me relax. "Nothing, I just needed to talk to you,"
"About?" I asked looking at him.
"Have you seen Banks?"
"No, thank god," I said mumbling the last part.
"Are you sure?" Our all mighty queen said.
"Yeah, why?" I said just happy to spend a little more time out of class.
"He didn't come home last night," The third dark man said.
"And you are?" I asked suddenly curious.
"Philip Banks, I'm Adam's father," Ahhh, now it all makes since.
"Sorry I'd love to help but I really have no idea where Mr. Khaki pants would be," I said shifting the strap of my backpack. His father raised his eyebrows at me but said nothing. I turned to walk off, class was better than dealing with Coach and the scumbags. Besides it's not like any of them are that interesting.
"Adam Nathaniel Banks," Oh it just got interesting.
Wow. That was the only word I currently understood. I'd spent the entire night with Brooke. Wow is all I gotta say about that. Granted she is a skirt (translation the popular pretty easy type) meaning not the best conversationalist but who needs words when you got body language... Again can I say wow? Somehow we'd made it back to the school grounds but we were practically reenacting last night's events for the entire student body.
"Adam Nathaniel Banks," I jumped breaking up are never ending kiss. Shit. I stood there for a moment before turning.
"Coach Orion, Dean Buckley, Dad," I acknowledged each man a coy smile on my face. "What's up?" That's right Adam don't let them see ya sweat.
"What's," My father repeated turning red in the face before closing the space between us. "What do mean what's up you little," He said getting right in my face.
"Little what," I spat at him. Go right ahead and finish that sentence Dad, come one. He caught himself and took a step back. Public appearance is everything, it's never about who you are it's about who they think you are.
"Look if you want to spend your spare time knocking up some little cheep hooker be my guest but you will come home every night and you will have the decency to tell us where you are."
"Perfectly," I said monotone.
"See their Phil it was just one big misunderstanding, no harm done,"
"Oh and Dad," I said, he looked back at me over his shoulder.
"You must have been blurring a lives together again." I said walking around to face him. "I'm not the one who has to pay a slut to sleep with me, you are." With that I walked away. I'm sure he had a lovely expression on his face, but I didn't bother to turn around and see it.
(Charlie pov) Wow. I mean sure I knew it was going to be interesting but that? That was just wow. Papa Banks and queenie headed off speaking in hushed voices. I walked back over to Coach side.
"That was interesting," I said.
He snorted at me, "Yeah to say the least,"
"The very least," I agreed. "He's such a jerk," I said shaking my head watching him walk off hand and ass with some chick.
"He's young."
Now it was my turn to snort, "I was his age like last year Coach, he's not that young."
"And you threw a hissy fit when Bombay left and I was a little mean to you,"
"I did not," I said indignantly. Coached shoved me and we both ended up laughing. "Okay okay, but I wasn't that bad."
"No you weren't." Coach paused. "But something is going on there, I just don't know what." I looked over at him. He had that concerned adult look pasted on his normally stern face.
"Normally I'd say to pull in the big caring guns that Bombay is so good at. He loves those heart to hearts, but after last night I don't know. Banks might go on a random killing spree is kept in a room with a normal none ass hole person."
Coach laughed a little before looking at me a seriously, "look I know you don't like Banks but maybe if you weren't so hard on him he might calm it down a little," I just nodded. I wanted to say like hell, but hey if coach needs me to be "nice" for a little while I'll just have to up the rules on Operation ignore Mr. Khaki Pants.
SHOUTOUTS: Jess: Tell you what you keep reviewing and I'll keep trying to make all the little Ducks friend! Thanks!
Hotshell99/Rockergirl7773: I am so glad, I got the first review and was seriously confused. I mean it was really sweet but I had no clue who they were. LoL, then I got your second review and relaxed. Thank you so much, you get an extra star for reviwing twice! Awww your way to sweet! Hugs!
Natasha Hyatt: I hope you liked his adventure, lol for some reason you review cracked me up. I hope you enjoy! Namida: YAY new review! I like banks having a little more backbone too, he a lot fun to write. Enjoy!
Okay and finally to Gina, who hasn't reviewed yet but I'm sure you'll get around to it, I hope that life of yours calms down soon, we miss you!
Alright that's everything, I hope everybody enjoys! Please review! Rachel