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Chapter Four:

"Has anyone seen the three muskateers?" Averman asked as he referred to Adam, Julie and Charlie.

Connie and Guy along with Luis, Dwayne, Ken, Greg, Dean, Fulton and Russ all shook their heads. They were all gathered around the food table.

"They better get here soon. They're missing out on some great munchies," Goldberg advised as he helped himself to more chips and dip.

"That's if you don't eat it all before they get here," Averman professed.

"Hey! I resent that." Goldberg objected. "I'm a growing boy. I'm in need of energy at this level."

"Isn't that what you told Julie," Russ raised his eyebrow. "before she tossed her furballs all over the penalty box?"
"I can't help it if Catlady doesn't have the stomach for all of those goodies I gave to her." He notified.

Suddenly a short girl, with strawberry blond hair, wearing a flaming red dress came storming towards them. "Have you seen Adam Banks?" she asked, fuming.

"Have we seen him this morning, at lunch or at practice?" Goldberg said confused. "Cause, we've seen him at all three."

"No, I meant at the dance," the girl said, irritated. Clearly, her patience being tested.

"No," Connie confronted the girl. "And who are you?"

"I'm Dana. His date." she declared.

"If you're his date, then I have three legs." Connie claimed.

"He was supposed to pick me up an forty-five minutes ago, but he never showed. And he's not at his dorm room." She reported. "Didn't he tell anyone he was bringing a date?"

"Yeah, but it wouldn't have been you," Russ said under his breath.

Hearing what Russ said, the team snickered. They all knew who Banks wanted to take to the dance. And it certainly wasn't this girl wearing a bright red dress.

"Hey Fulton, could you please pass me a cup of punch." Connie asked. "I'm really thirsty."

Fulton quickly deducting what Connie was planning, gladly handed her a large cup of fruit punch.

"Here you go," He said, as he passed the cup vigorously in front of Dana as Connie's hand accidently collided with the rim. Streams of red punch were flowing down Dana's red dress.

"I'm sorry." She apologized.

"No, no. Let me help." Averman assisted he grabbed the napkin from Goldberg's hand, which was covered with dip residue.

"Don't forget to wipe her face and hair. We wouldn't want the punch to stain." Connie smirked.

"I got that!" Luis piped up as he grabbed a napkin to wipe off her face. As he dried off the punch, he smeared her mascara and lipstick around.

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to have any lipstick on you, Connie? This girl is in need of some upkeep." Dwayne observed.

Dana reached inside her purse to grab her compact mirror. She screeched as she saw her reflection.

"You- you all are horrible!" She sputtered, angrilly as she ran off towards the bathroom.

"That's y'all!" Dwayne hollered after her.

"Great job Ducks. That should show Adam's ex." Connie smiled.

"His ex?" they all exclaimed.

"Banks pushed Gaffney aside- for her?" Ken's jaw dropped. "There must be something wrong in the universe."

"That can't be it." Dwayne defended Adam. "Adam can't get over Julie within a matter of twelve hours."

"He can, he will and he did." Luis advised.

Portman pounded his fist into his hand. "I'm gonna pound Banks for taking another girl instead of Julie."

Fulton sighed. "What's Banks problem, anyway?"

"Who knows," Ken added.

Guy spoke up. "Hold up. We don't know if Banks brought that Dana girl as his date. Maybe he's picking up Julie, right now?"

Connie answered worried. "Should we check on her and see what's taking the guys?"

"Yeah," they all agreed.

But before they could leave, she along with the rest of them team saw Julie, Adam and Charlie enter. Their mouths dropped.

Julie looked beautiful. No one had really seen Julie decked out in make up or a pretty gown. Her long light brown hair was crimped in waves and she wore a long light blue gown with spaghetti straps. Conway didn't look too bad either. He wore a egg-shell colored dress shirt and black slacks. He slicked back his brown hair. While Adam wore a dark blue dress shirt and Navy slacks and his hair was gelled up.

"Instead of a miracle having Julie be here, we have a set of Miracle Men." Russ noted.

They all greeted them with smiles and friendly pats on the shoulder.

"Look, who finally came to greet us with their presence." Teased Guy.

"I can't help it, if I look this good." Charlie joked.

"You better had made an improvement, after taking a half an hour to get ready." Adam pointed out.

"Hey Rich Boy, we met your date." Portman announced gruffly.

"You'd better know Julie." He informed as he put an arm around her shoulder.

"Oh, well in that case. You might want to mention that to your wanna-be date in the red dress." Russ informed as he pointed to Dana coming back their way.

They all whipped around to see Dana striding towards them, practically seeing red as he saw Adam and Julie together.

"Where were you?" She demanded as she put her hands on her hips. "You were supposed to pick me up!"

A smirk played on his lips. "It's hard to be one's date, when I never agreed to it."

"And you went with your goalie?" She cried.

"Of course." He beamed with pride as he smiled down at Julie. "She's my date."

Julie looked Dana over. "You're his date?" She gave an unlady-like snort. "Don't make me toss my lunch."

"You mean furballs," Russ corrected with a smile.

"What?" Julie exclaimed.

"Furballs. Cat. It should be obvious." Goldberg insisted.

Dana insisted. "Adam Banks is my date! I asked him."

She was now getting irritated, stepped in. "Get it into your head: He's Not Your Date! He didn't even say 'yes'. Therefore, he isn't your date. "

Portman, not wanting to miss any of the action, took Dana by the arm. "That's right. You're not his date, you're mine,"

Dana noticing the tall, gruff enforcer, blanched. She turned to Julie and Adam and said, disgusted. With a toss of her head, she sulked off. "Have fun,"

Portman, wagging his eyebrows at the team. "She's fiesty. I like that." And went to go after her.

The team laughed.

Charlie announced. "This moment calls for a celebration."

"The band is on their break. Maybe we can request a song?" Julie asked.

"I have a better idea." Charlie smirked.

He went up to the DJ and asked if he could get the music cued up for "their" song. Within a few minutes everything was set up.

"May I have everyone's attention?" Charlie said to the crowd of baffled students and teachers, with microphone in hand. "I'm here to dedicate a song to two great Ducks. Hope you enjoy it."

"Uh oh." Averman began.

In seconds they heard Jessica Simpson's 'I Wanna Love You Forever' blast through the speakers. The Ducks' all laughed while Julie lowered her eyes, and Adam put a hand on his forehead, to stare at the floor.

Let's face it, Charlie was a bad singer. He was off-key- if it was on purpose or not, who knows? His voice cracked as he hit the high notes. If he had been an American Idol contestant, even sweetheart judge, Paula Abdul would have put a major smackdown on him!

He had finished singing the song. The Ducks gave him the loudest ovation, with cheers, whistles and shouts. He quickly ran over to the DJ and requested a new song. He requested Savage Garden's 'I Loved You Before I Met You.'

Banks finally got to know what it felt like to have Julie in his arms. It felt good. The two of them swayed in synch with the music. They could only focus on each other.

"Aw," Connie put her hands over her heart. "They look so cute. We should start calling them Catlady and Cake-Eater."

"About damn time those two got together." Fulton Reed commented.

END