Hey...it left out all my little asterisks and stuff! Now it looks dumb! GAH! Stupid ff.net! Making me look like I don't know how to capitalize GAH! Now I need a new thingy to surround actions.../bites the evil site/ This is stupid. I hate it.
GAAH! I have this project over the European Union and it has SO gotten me MAD! IT'S EVIL! I had to stay up all night finishing projects from Geography AND Geometry, and I still had a test that I didn't have time to study for! I swear, I couldn't find ANY of the info I needed for the EU! Now I have a DEBATE over it! I OFFICIALLY HATE THE EU! Who cares about the European FREAKING Union?!?!?! AAACK! I swear, if I EVER hear those two words again I will EXPLODE! EXPLODE, I TELL YOU! /stabs the EU packet/ THE EU PACKET SHALL BURN AND DIE IN A FIERY PIT OF DOOOOOM! Gar.../stalks away to rant in LiveJournal/
Wow...Guess what, people! This story will be a year old in exactly a month! /everyone gasps/ My, how time flies...
Katie- Hee hee. Yes, I guess I'll allow you to say it. I'm nice that way. Lol. Yes, I'd probably take them too, but we have to put into consideration that this is Charlie. Lol...far from submissive, and doesn't like much being called a psycho. /grins/ Yay! I hope we make it to 700...oh, that would be so exciting! Lol... Thanks bunches! Lots of love!
Adriana- Lol...you have...umm...pillophobia! Lol...I dunno. At least someone understand his issues! Wow! /gasps/ I made you like Julie! Lol...I must be doing SOMETHING right. Ha ha. Charlie would likely have a major spaz- attack if Gordon put them in his food. Lol. Well...If you spelled the word wrong, you likely know to right click it to change it to the right thing. If it isn't a suggestion and you know it's spelled right (like a name or something) just add it to your dictionary. I'm not sure about grammar. I just learn to ignore them. When I purposely use fragments to get a certain "feel" to the story, it has the green squiggly line...so I just learn to ignore them if I know that it's right or that I wanted it that way. But I'm glad you took my advice!
Sarah- Lol...now where would be the fun in making him stop?
Nebula- Lol...he could do that... Charlie would probably just get madder, though. Lol...Yes, my little Charlie is not all that submissive and agreeable. It's the chemical imbalance talking, I tell you! Lol...Thanks bunches, and enjoy the update!
Anonymous- Thanks! I'm glad you like it, and thanks for the review!
French Chipmunk- Yes, yes you did. Hehehe...It's a good thing you're willing to wait. I'm glad you liked the chapter, and I hope the rest is also to your liking!
Banksiesbabe99- Lol...take one step forward, and two steps back. Hehehe...not patient, you say? I'm sorry. Lol...but yes, you can just trust me. I have it completely planned out to the very last chapter, and I know what I'm doing. I won't leave him all messed up. Lol. That just wouldn't be very courteous. Thanks for reviewing, and enjoy the chapter!
Rachel- Ehehe. Yeah. Charlie plus Medication equals One Big Fight. Lol.../smiles/ I'm glad you find my angst-ridden Charlie suitable. It's good to know. Yeah...Gordon is kind of getting the short end of the stick, isn't he? The Josh-itus spreads quickly and clamps on like a leach. I've had it since last summer. It's definitely my favorite "disease." Lol...it makes me smile. Yeah, I heard that rumor too! Ah...Josh in scrubs...lol.../cocks head and has a goofy smile/ Dr. Josh. Hee hee. /dreamy sigh/ That would be awesome. I don't really watch ER that often, but if Josh was on it, I would TOTALLY watch it... Lol...Rah for angstness! Lol...two awesomely-cool words that rocks my socks like the Joshness that is Dawson's Creek.
Brnnttebabe12- Lol...yes, Charlie does need a shrink. He's just in denial. And I must agree, that boy (or...well, man now! Lol..) is one gorgeous son-of- a-gun.../silly smile/.../fawns over pictures/.../snaps out of it/ I think you may be right! I think this might very well be the longest...lol...and still going strong, my friend. Still going strong. But the end is...umm...coming eventually. If you squint and cock your head a little, you can kind of see it...but it's kinda hard to tell. Thanks for reviewing!
Disclaimer- I don't own The Mighty Ducks.
-Chapter 57-
When he was sure he looked semi-presentable, Charlie unlocked the door and walked out into the silent halls of his new house. He looked around and didn't see Bombay anywhere.
The boy slowly walked down the stairs, looking around for the older man.
He ended up finding Bombay sitting in the kitchen, sipping his coffee and staring off into space.
Charlie began to feel profoundly uncomfortable as he cleared his throat. Gordon looked up at the boy and Charlie shifted his position.
"I'll try your stupid pills..."
Gordon's face lightened. "Thanks Charlie," he said, standing up and grabbing the small bottle of pills.
Charlie eyed the tube with disgust. He followed Gordon over to the sink where the man poured him a glass of water. Then the teen began walking to the downstairs bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Gordon asked.
Charlie gave him an innocent look. "I was just going to take it in here so I could put it away when I'm done."
The man nodded and returned to his coffee and picked up the newspaper.
Charlie let out a sigh and walked the rest of the way into the bathroom.
Pulling out a small pill, he gave it a once-over and tossed it down the sink drain. "Yeah right," he muttered before drinking the glass of water and closing the cap back onto the pills. "Like I'm really gonna take those stupid pills," he continued under his breath before putting the pills in his pocket and walking out of the bathroom.
Gordon looked up at him.
"On second thought, I decided I would put them in my bathroom so it'll be easier to get to," he said, walking up the stairs. Gordon nodded in reply.
Once he was at the top of the stairs and in the bathroom, Charlie opened the cabinet behind the mirror and put the pills next to a bottle of shaving cream and an old tube of toothpaste that had been long abandoned.
"Good riddance," he mumbled as he closed the mirror back over the shelf and walked back into his room, stumbling over random discarded clothes. He fell back on to his bed and curled up, returning to sleep for another few hours before he would be awoken again.
Later that day, Julie knocked on the front door. When Bombay answered the door, she began talking. "I have to talk to Charlie...Is he here?" she asked with hope.
Gordon nodded and opened the door wider. "Yeah, I think he's still up in his room. He might be asleep, but there's just no telling."
Julie nodded and walked up the stairs and knocked on his door. When receiving no answer, she walked in.
Sure enough, he was still asleep. She took a moment to admire his sleeping form clad in plaid sleep pants and a wife-beater before waking him up, feeling a blush creep to her cheeks before shaking the thought from her head. Bad Julie.
But one thing was for sure...she didn't think she had ever seen someone sleep as much as he did...
A few seconds later, Gordon peeked in. "I'm going to go to the store real quick. You going to be okay here?"
Julie nodded. "Yeah, we'll be fine."
Gordon nodded and closed the door again.
When she heard the man's footsteps retreat down the stairs, she walked over to Charlie and shook him slightly.
"Charlie...Charlie, wake up. It's Julie..." she said, nudging him.
He rolled over away from her and curled up tighter.
Julie placed her hands on her hips, and tried to think of a way to wake him up...
It wasn't long before she resorted back to shaking him. "Charlie! Wake up!" she said, louder this time.
He rolled back over towards her and looked up. "Huh?"
She gave him a self-satisfied smile. "It's about time you woke up. Now we really need to talk..." she said, instantly sobering up.
Charlie's face instantly melted into a frown and he bolted his mouth shut.
Julie sighed. "I'm sorry if I offended you the other day...I really didn't mean too. I understand if you're still mad, but I thought I'd say it anyway."
The teenage boy sat up crossed-legged and looked at his lap. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was mad, but I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I'm still a little upset I guess, but it doesn't matter. I'm pretty much mad at everyone, so don't take it too personally," he said, looking up at her.
Julie sat down next to him on the bed and tried to lock eyes with him. "I can understand that, but I want you to know you can talk to me. I'm not just saying that so I can find out any dirty little secrets and then blab them to someone; I just wanted you to know if you need a friend, I'm still here," she said, lifting his downcast chin to make eye contact. He had nice eyes...No...bad Julie. Bad Julie!
They both sat there, staring at each other in silence. Charlie couldn't pry his gaze away, as bad as he wanted to break eye contact...He hated eye contact...But her eyes seemed inviting...Warm...
Before they knew it, they found themselves closing the gap between them. Charlie eyes fluttered closed as he felt her lips press against his. His hand trailed behind her neck as they deepened the kiss.
They were painfully ripped back into reality when the alarm clock blared out, snapping them to attention.
Both nearly pushed the other way as they rigidly sat up on opposite sides of the bed, actually realizing what had just happened.
After a few long, agonizing moments of uncomfortable silence, they both began talking at the same time.
"I'm sorry-"
"I shouldn't have-"
They both shut up at the sound of the other's voice, and returned to the unwelcoming silence.
Charlie cleared his throat and became suddenly interested in the carpet of his floor. "Um...how about we pretend that didn't happen?" he croaked slightly, unsure of where it had come from. Where HAD that come from?! However, he couldn't ignore the spark. No! There was no spark...No spark...all in his head...
"Sounds like a plan," Julie agreed instantly, feeling a blush creep to her cheeks.
A few more seconds passed before Charlie spoke again. "Maybe you should-"
"-Maybe I should go," she finished and earned a nod from Charlie.
"Yeah, that would be a good idea."
"See you later?"
"Yeah."
"Bye."
"Bye," Julie heard Charlie say as she closed the door behind herself. She leaned up against the door and closed her eyes. That didn't just happen...It was all in her mind...Why would she kiss Charlie? It's CHARLIE, for crying out loud! It didn't happen, because that would be too weird. She couldn't POSSIBLY feel anything other than friendship for her dear buddy Charlie, right? Right.
After semi-convincing herself of this, she began walking down the stairs, only to run into Bombay.
"Hey Coach," she said with a passing glance, still a little spaced as she sorted out her thoughts.
"You okay?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
Julie turned to him and blinked, pointing to herself. "Me?"
Gordon quirked an eyebrow. "No, I was talking to the invisible person behind you...Yes you, Julie. You seem a little out of it. Did things go okay with Charlie?"
"You could...say that," she said with a half-shrug.
Gordon just blinked at her and watched her walk away. That was...a little weird.
He continued up the stairs and walked into Charlie's room to see how things were going.
"Charlie?"
When he walked into the room, he saw Charlie sitting on the bed with a blank, puzzled, and shocked expression all rolled into one. Now that's quite a trick...
The boy didn't even acknowledge Bombay as he continued to stare forward.
"Charlie?" Gordon said, louder this time.
This time Charlie glanced in his direction. "Yeah?" he asked, his voice almost as confused and far-out as his expression.
"You okay?" he asked for the second time that day.
Charlie nodded. "Yeah...yeah, I'm okay."
Gordon glanced shifted to the alarm clock, still bleeping obnoxiously at them.
"You going to turn that off?" he asked the boy.
Charlie furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Huh?"
"The alarm clock. Are you going to turn it off, or leave it going for the rest of eternity?" the man asked again.
It seemed as if Charlie noticed the blaring alarm clock for the first time since it interrupted him and Julie a few moments before.
"Oh yeah...Right. The alarm clock..." he muttered as he turned it off.
Gordon Bombay gave him a skeptical look. "You sure you're okay?"
Charlie nodded. "Yeah..." he said, still looking rather spaced.
Giving the boy a skeptical look, Gordon backed out of the room and closed the door behind himself.
Charlie didn't move from his spot, even after the man disappeared. He was attempting to rewind his brain to figure what possessed him to do that...NOT a good move...Nope, not at all.
He still couldn't believe he had ACTUALLY just KISSED JULIE! Julie, of all people! His FRIEND Julie.
This was bad. This was very, very bad...
This was JULIE! The only person he could talk to without the temptation of THROTTLING them on site...
Now what was he going to do?
Falling back on his bed, he crawled under the covers head first, leaving his feet resting where his pillow should be.
He didn't know what had come over him. One minute she was apologizing and saying he could talk to her if he needed, the next...well...that unmentionable thing that didn't happen...happened.
Until that moment, he had never even THOUGHT of the POSSIBILITY of dating another Duck. Well, except for that brief time in the seventh grade when he had a tiny crush on Connie, but that doesn't count. The factor that the majority of the team was guys and one of the two girls was already taken MIGHT have also had something to do with it, but that isn't the point.
Charlie massaged his temples, enjoying the fact that he was guaranteed solitude at LEAST until lunch time...Plenty of time to think and angst away...
He had been rightfully startled, but wished he could have known what was going on in her head...He couldn't help but assume it was a fleeting moment and probably meant nothing. Besides, she was one of those smart, nice people that others liked, but was strong-willed and independent. Charlie, however...His dad hated him, and his guardian as well as his shrink had dubbed him a certified psycho. Uneven much?
"This bites...My brain hurts..." Charlie grumbled, pulling his legs loosely to his chest and grabbing the covers tautly over his head.
Connie sat on her bed, watching the clock. Ten minutes until she was supposed to leave to meet up with Guy...She could leave early, or wait...Leave early, wait...
The brunette girl looked up when Julie walked into her bedroom. This was a bit shocking, considering Connie wasn't staying in the dorms over the summer; Julie had come to her house.
"Hey Jules, what are you-?" she started before she saw Julie's odd expression. "You okay?"
"I have a dilemma," she said, sitting down next to her friend.
"A dilemma? What kind of dilemma?" Connie asked, decided to go ahead and talk to Julie instead of leaving early.
Julie blinked a few times. "A...umm...Never mind, it's not that important," the blonde girl said after a moment.
Connie furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean? It must have been SOMETHING...You did come to my HOUSE, after all..."
The other girl simply shrugged again. "Maybe another time when inspiration strikes again. Besides, I bet you and Guy have some type of hot date," Julie said, impishly grinning. She just needed to distract herself. She wasn't even sure why she came in the first place. Instinct, perhaps.
"Do not," Connie said stubbornly, wanting to hear her friend's 'dilemma.'
"Oh really?" Julie asked with raised eyebrows.
Connie was silent for a moment before glancing at the clock. "Okay, so maybe I do, and I really need to go to it, but we can talk RIGHT after!"
Julie shrugged and smiled. "Sounds good; I'll have more time to sort through it after all. This was just first instinct and closet to Charlie's."
Her brunette friends blinked at her. "Closest to Charlie's?"
"See you later, Cons!" Julie said, walking out of the room again before leaving the house and heading down the sidewalk.
She was going to tell Connie, but then she figured she should work it out in her mind first. Randomly blurting out "I kissed Charlie" was not going to help Julie much, so she simply didn't.
Julie wasn't sure why she had done it. She had just been sitting there, passing herself off as a credible friend when she got the sudden impulse to kiss him. No eternal angsting ahead of time; she was taken off guard.
He probably thought she was weird. One second she's talking to him about how he can talk to her, the next she goes and shoves her tongue down his throat? Not very convincing...
Julie shook her head. This was confusing...Charlie needed a solid friend. She needed to be constant for him; besides, he was still recovering from SEVERAL traumatic events. He probably wasn't thinking clearly, and she can't take advantage of that. No matter how amazing...
No. Bad Julie.
So that's EXACTLY why they had to pretend it NEVER happened...
GAAH! I have this project over the European Union and it has SO gotten me MAD! IT'S EVIL! I had to stay up all night finishing projects from Geography AND Geometry, and I still had a test that I didn't have time to study for! I swear, I couldn't find ANY of the info I needed for the EU! Now I have a DEBATE over it! I OFFICIALLY HATE THE EU! Who cares about the European FREAKING Union?!?!?! AAACK! I swear, if I EVER hear those two words again I will EXPLODE! EXPLODE, I TELL YOU! /stabs the EU packet/ THE EU PACKET SHALL BURN AND DIE IN A FIERY PIT OF DOOOOOM! Gar.../stalks away to rant in LiveJournal/
Wow...Guess what, people! This story will be a year old in exactly a month! /everyone gasps/ My, how time flies...
Katie- Hee hee. Yes, I guess I'll allow you to say it. I'm nice that way. Lol. Yes, I'd probably take them too, but we have to put into consideration that this is Charlie. Lol...far from submissive, and doesn't like much being called a psycho. /grins/ Yay! I hope we make it to 700...oh, that would be so exciting! Lol... Thanks bunches! Lots of love!
Adriana- Lol...you have...umm...pillophobia! Lol...I dunno. At least someone understand his issues! Wow! /gasps/ I made you like Julie! Lol...I must be doing SOMETHING right. Ha ha. Charlie would likely have a major spaz- attack if Gordon put them in his food. Lol. Well...If you spelled the word wrong, you likely know to right click it to change it to the right thing. If it isn't a suggestion and you know it's spelled right (like a name or something) just add it to your dictionary. I'm not sure about grammar. I just learn to ignore them. When I purposely use fragments to get a certain "feel" to the story, it has the green squiggly line...so I just learn to ignore them if I know that it's right or that I wanted it that way. But I'm glad you took my advice!
Sarah- Lol...now where would be the fun in making him stop?
Nebula- Lol...he could do that... Charlie would probably just get madder, though. Lol...Yes, my little Charlie is not all that submissive and agreeable. It's the chemical imbalance talking, I tell you! Lol...Thanks bunches, and enjoy the update!
Anonymous- Thanks! I'm glad you like it, and thanks for the review!
French Chipmunk- Yes, yes you did. Hehehe...It's a good thing you're willing to wait. I'm glad you liked the chapter, and I hope the rest is also to your liking!
Banksiesbabe99- Lol...take one step forward, and two steps back. Hehehe...not patient, you say? I'm sorry. Lol...but yes, you can just trust me. I have it completely planned out to the very last chapter, and I know what I'm doing. I won't leave him all messed up. Lol. That just wouldn't be very courteous. Thanks for reviewing, and enjoy the chapter!
Rachel- Ehehe. Yeah. Charlie plus Medication equals One Big Fight. Lol.../smiles/ I'm glad you find my angst-ridden Charlie suitable. It's good to know. Yeah...Gordon is kind of getting the short end of the stick, isn't he? The Josh-itus spreads quickly and clamps on like a leach. I've had it since last summer. It's definitely my favorite "disease." Lol...it makes me smile. Yeah, I heard that rumor too! Ah...Josh in scrubs...lol.../cocks head and has a goofy smile/ Dr. Josh. Hee hee. /dreamy sigh/ That would be awesome. I don't really watch ER that often, but if Josh was on it, I would TOTALLY watch it... Lol...Rah for angstness! Lol...two awesomely-cool words that rocks my socks like the Joshness that is Dawson's Creek.
Brnnttebabe12- Lol...yes, Charlie does need a shrink. He's just in denial. And I must agree, that boy (or...well, man now! Lol..) is one gorgeous son-of- a-gun.../silly smile/.../fawns over pictures/.../snaps out of it/ I think you may be right! I think this might very well be the longest...lol...and still going strong, my friend. Still going strong. But the end is...umm...coming eventually. If you squint and cock your head a little, you can kind of see it...but it's kinda hard to tell. Thanks for reviewing!
Disclaimer- I don't own The Mighty Ducks.
-Chapter 57-
When he was sure he looked semi-presentable, Charlie unlocked the door and walked out into the silent halls of his new house. He looked around and didn't see Bombay anywhere.
The boy slowly walked down the stairs, looking around for the older man.
He ended up finding Bombay sitting in the kitchen, sipping his coffee and staring off into space.
Charlie began to feel profoundly uncomfortable as he cleared his throat. Gordon looked up at the boy and Charlie shifted his position.
"I'll try your stupid pills..."
Gordon's face lightened. "Thanks Charlie," he said, standing up and grabbing the small bottle of pills.
Charlie eyed the tube with disgust. He followed Gordon over to the sink where the man poured him a glass of water. Then the teen began walking to the downstairs bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Gordon asked.
Charlie gave him an innocent look. "I was just going to take it in here so I could put it away when I'm done."
The man nodded and returned to his coffee and picked up the newspaper.
Charlie let out a sigh and walked the rest of the way into the bathroom.
Pulling out a small pill, he gave it a once-over and tossed it down the sink drain. "Yeah right," he muttered before drinking the glass of water and closing the cap back onto the pills. "Like I'm really gonna take those stupid pills," he continued under his breath before putting the pills in his pocket and walking out of the bathroom.
Gordon looked up at him.
"On second thought, I decided I would put them in my bathroom so it'll be easier to get to," he said, walking up the stairs. Gordon nodded in reply.
Once he was at the top of the stairs and in the bathroom, Charlie opened the cabinet behind the mirror and put the pills next to a bottle of shaving cream and an old tube of toothpaste that had been long abandoned.
"Good riddance," he mumbled as he closed the mirror back over the shelf and walked back into his room, stumbling over random discarded clothes. He fell back on to his bed and curled up, returning to sleep for another few hours before he would be awoken again.
Later that day, Julie knocked on the front door. When Bombay answered the door, she began talking. "I have to talk to Charlie...Is he here?" she asked with hope.
Gordon nodded and opened the door wider. "Yeah, I think he's still up in his room. He might be asleep, but there's just no telling."
Julie nodded and walked up the stairs and knocked on his door. When receiving no answer, she walked in.
Sure enough, he was still asleep. She took a moment to admire his sleeping form clad in plaid sleep pants and a wife-beater before waking him up, feeling a blush creep to her cheeks before shaking the thought from her head. Bad Julie.
But one thing was for sure...she didn't think she had ever seen someone sleep as much as he did...
A few seconds later, Gordon peeked in. "I'm going to go to the store real quick. You going to be okay here?"
Julie nodded. "Yeah, we'll be fine."
Gordon nodded and closed the door again.
When she heard the man's footsteps retreat down the stairs, she walked over to Charlie and shook him slightly.
"Charlie...Charlie, wake up. It's Julie..." she said, nudging him.
He rolled over away from her and curled up tighter.
Julie placed her hands on her hips, and tried to think of a way to wake him up...
It wasn't long before she resorted back to shaking him. "Charlie! Wake up!" she said, louder this time.
He rolled back over towards her and looked up. "Huh?"
She gave him a self-satisfied smile. "It's about time you woke up. Now we really need to talk..." she said, instantly sobering up.
Charlie's face instantly melted into a frown and he bolted his mouth shut.
Julie sighed. "I'm sorry if I offended you the other day...I really didn't mean too. I understand if you're still mad, but I thought I'd say it anyway."
The teenage boy sat up crossed-legged and looked at his lap. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was mad, but I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I'm still a little upset I guess, but it doesn't matter. I'm pretty much mad at everyone, so don't take it too personally," he said, looking up at her.
Julie sat down next to him on the bed and tried to lock eyes with him. "I can understand that, but I want you to know you can talk to me. I'm not just saying that so I can find out any dirty little secrets and then blab them to someone; I just wanted you to know if you need a friend, I'm still here," she said, lifting his downcast chin to make eye contact. He had nice eyes...No...bad Julie. Bad Julie!
They both sat there, staring at each other in silence. Charlie couldn't pry his gaze away, as bad as he wanted to break eye contact...He hated eye contact...But her eyes seemed inviting...Warm...
Before they knew it, they found themselves closing the gap between them. Charlie eyes fluttered closed as he felt her lips press against his. His hand trailed behind her neck as they deepened the kiss.
They were painfully ripped back into reality when the alarm clock blared out, snapping them to attention.
Both nearly pushed the other way as they rigidly sat up on opposite sides of the bed, actually realizing what had just happened.
After a few long, agonizing moments of uncomfortable silence, they both began talking at the same time.
"I'm sorry-"
"I shouldn't have-"
They both shut up at the sound of the other's voice, and returned to the unwelcoming silence.
Charlie cleared his throat and became suddenly interested in the carpet of his floor. "Um...how about we pretend that didn't happen?" he croaked slightly, unsure of where it had come from. Where HAD that come from?! However, he couldn't ignore the spark. No! There was no spark...No spark...all in his head...
"Sounds like a plan," Julie agreed instantly, feeling a blush creep to her cheeks.
A few more seconds passed before Charlie spoke again. "Maybe you should-"
"-Maybe I should go," she finished and earned a nod from Charlie.
"Yeah, that would be a good idea."
"See you later?"
"Yeah."
"Bye."
"Bye," Julie heard Charlie say as she closed the door behind herself. She leaned up against the door and closed her eyes. That didn't just happen...It was all in her mind...Why would she kiss Charlie? It's CHARLIE, for crying out loud! It didn't happen, because that would be too weird. She couldn't POSSIBLY feel anything other than friendship for her dear buddy Charlie, right? Right.
After semi-convincing herself of this, she began walking down the stairs, only to run into Bombay.
"Hey Coach," she said with a passing glance, still a little spaced as she sorted out her thoughts.
"You okay?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
Julie turned to him and blinked, pointing to herself. "Me?"
Gordon quirked an eyebrow. "No, I was talking to the invisible person behind you...Yes you, Julie. You seem a little out of it. Did things go okay with Charlie?"
"You could...say that," she said with a half-shrug.
Gordon just blinked at her and watched her walk away. That was...a little weird.
He continued up the stairs and walked into Charlie's room to see how things were going.
"Charlie?"
When he walked into the room, he saw Charlie sitting on the bed with a blank, puzzled, and shocked expression all rolled into one. Now that's quite a trick...
The boy didn't even acknowledge Bombay as he continued to stare forward.
"Charlie?" Gordon said, louder this time.
This time Charlie glanced in his direction. "Yeah?" he asked, his voice almost as confused and far-out as his expression.
"You okay?" he asked for the second time that day.
Charlie nodded. "Yeah...yeah, I'm okay."
Gordon glanced shifted to the alarm clock, still bleeping obnoxiously at them.
"You going to turn that off?" he asked the boy.
Charlie furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Huh?"
"The alarm clock. Are you going to turn it off, or leave it going for the rest of eternity?" the man asked again.
It seemed as if Charlie noticed the blaring alarm clock for the first time since it interrupted him and Julie a few moments before.
"Oh yeah...Right. The alarm clock..." he muttered as he turned it off.
Gordon Bombay gave him a skeptical look. "You sure you're okay?"
Charlie nodded. "Yeah..." he said, still looking rather spaced.
Giving the boy a skeptical look, Gordon backed out of the room and closed the door behind himself.
Charlie didn't move from his spot, even after the man disappeared. He was attempting to rewind his brain to figure what possessed him to do that...NOT a good move...Nope, not at all.
He still couldn't believe he had ACTUALLY just KISSED JULIE! Julie, of all people! His FRIEND Julie.
This was bad. This was very, very bad...
This was JULIE! The only person he could talk to without the temptation of THROTTLING them on site...
Now what was he going to do?
Falling back on his bed, he crawled under the covers head first, leaving his feet resting where his pillow should be.
He didn't know what had come over him. One minute she was apologizing and saying he could talk to her if he needed, the next...well...that unmentionable thing that didn't happen...happened.
Until that moment, he had never even THOUGHT of the POSSIBILITY of dating another Duck. Well, except for that brief time in the seventh grade when he had a tiny crush on Connie, but that doesn't count. The factor that the majority of the team was guys and one of the two girls was already taken MIGHT have also had something to do with it, but that isn't the point.
Charlie massaged his temples, enjoying the fact that he was guaranteed solitude at LEAST until lunch time...Plenty of time to think and angst away...
He had been rightfully startled, but wished he could have known what was going on in her head...He couldn't help but assume it was a fleeting moment and probably meant nothing. Besides, she was one of those smart, nice people that others liked, but was strong-willed and independent. Charlie, however...His dad hated him, and his guardian as well as his shrink had dubbed him a certified psycho. Uneven much?
"This bites...My brain hurts..." Charlie grumbled, pulling his legs loosely to his chest and grabbing the covers tautly over his head.
Connie sat on her bed, watching the clock. Ten minutes until she was supposed to leave to meet up with Guy...She could leave early, or wait...Leave early, wait...
The brunette girl looked up when Julie walked into her bedroom. This was a bit shocking, considering Connie wasn't staying in the dorms over the summer; Julie had come to her house.
"Hey Jules, what are you-?" she started before she saw Julie's odd expression. "You okay?"
"I have a dilemma," she said, sitting down next to her friend.
"A dilemma? What kind of dilemma?" Connie asked, decided to go ahead and talk to Julie instead of leaving early.
Julie blinked a few times. "A...umm...Never mind, it's not that important," the blonde girl said after a moment.
Connie furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean? It must have been SOMETHING...You did come to my HOUSE, after all..."
The other girl simply shrugged again. "Maybe another time when inspiration strikes again. Besides, I bet you and Guy have some type of hot date," Julie said, impishly grinning. She just needed to distract herself. She wasn't even sure why she came in the first place. Instinct, perhaps.
"Do not," Connie said stubbornly, wanting to hear her friend's 'dilemma.'
"Oh really?" Julie asked with raised eyebrows.
Connie was silent for a moment before glancing at the clock. "Okay, so maybe I do, and I really need to go to it, but we can talk RIGHT after!"
Julie shrugged and smiled. "Sounds good; I'll have more time to sort through it after all. This was just first instinct and closet to Charlie's."
Her brunette friends blinked at her. "Closest to Charlie's?"
"See you later, Cons!" Julie said, walking out of the room again before leaving the house and heading down the sidewalk.
She was going to tell Connie, but then she figured she should work it out in her mind first. Randomly blurting out "I kissed Charlie" was not going to help Julie much, so she simply didn't.
Julie wasn't sure why she had done it. She had just been sitting there, passing herself off as a credible friend when she got the sudden impulse to kiss him. No eternal angsting ahead of time; she was taken off guard.
He probably thought she was weird. One second she's talking to him about how he can talk to her, the next she goes and shoves her tongue down his throat? Not very convincing...
Julie shook her head. This was confusing...Charlie needed a solid friend. She needed to be constant for him; besides, he was still recovering from SEVERAL traumatic events. He probably wasn't thinking clearly, and she can't take advantage of that. No matter how amazing...
No. Bad Julie.
So that's EXACTLY why they had to pretend it NEVER happened...
