Disclaimer: I made a wish that I would own the Ducks…as of now, it hasn't come true.
Chapter 8
Pity on the Team
As the warmth of the morning sun hit Adam Banks' back, he opened his bright blue eyes blearily. The numbers on his digital clock swam before coming slowly into focus. 7:55?!
"Holy shit!" Adam bolted out of bed racing frantically around, gathering all his hockey gear. Practice started in five minutes, and lately Captain Blood, as the team referred to Bombay, had been less than forgiving. He dashed to the bunk bed Charlie and Jesse shared and Guy's bed and shoved at them anxiously.
"Guys! Wake up we have practice in five minutes." All three boys woke up with a start at Adam's pleading and gathered their gear quickly.
Together, they raced down to the lobby of the dorms, laden down with their bags, Adam leading. A curious sight greeted them as he skidded to a stop abruptly, causing Charlie, Guy, and Jesse to crash into him. The quartet tumbled across the lobby, landing in a heap at the feet of their amused teammates and tutor. Charlie was the first to disentangle himself from the mess.
"What's going on?"
Ms. McKay smiled at him, "I'm cancelling practice today, stay here and rest. You can do whatever you want, but make sure you're awake in class tomorrow. I'm going to talk to Gordon. This has gone far enough."
"Captain Blood won't be too happy about that." Averman muttered as Ms. McKay departed. The team nodded in agreement.
Adam woke with a start at the soft knock on his door. The clock on his bedside read 7:34 pm. Adam had spent the day sleeping while the rest of the team taken their day off well. Charlie, Jesse, and Guy were spending the night in Goldberg and Averman's room so Adam had the room to himself.
He padded slowly to the door in his sweatpants, trying to wipe the sleep from his eyes and opened it to find Julie Gaffney standing outside in the hall. He was pleased to see his good luck charm around her neck. As she turned towards Adam, she took in the sight of him, blushed, and turned quickly away. Adam followed her gaze and realized he didn't have a shirt on. Mumbling something incoherently, he returned quickly in an original Mighty Ducks t-shirt.
"So what's up?" Still blushing furiously and refusing to meet his eyes, Julie pushed something in his hands.
"I, uh… cametoreturnyourjacket." Mission accomplished, Julie turned away to go.
Say something you idiot. "Hey, Jules," Julie turned back. "You wanna come in and, y' know, hang out for awhile?" Julie smiled and nodded. Standing back, Adam allowed her access to the room.
What's gonna happen? Will Adam and Julie connsummate their kind-of relationship? I'll leave that up to your imaginations. Till next time, R&R.
Roxie