Disclaimer: I do not own the Mighty Ducks, clothing labels, brand names, songs, bands, restaurants etc. I do own Carmelina Masters and any other characters that were not in the original movies. I also own (if there is even going to be any) clothing labels, brand names, songs, bands, and restaurants etc. that you do not exist in real life.

Mahnomen Penitentiary may or may not exist. I just looked at a map of Minnesota and saw 'Mahnomen' and thought that sounds like a good place for a jail. Anyway I don't own it if it exists but if it doesn't...

Oh same with Lucy's Art store I don't know if there is one or not so you know the drill...

Title: Fulton's Girl

Starring: Fulton Reed and Carmelina Masters

Setting: Takes place in 2003, Minneapolis, Minnesota. The Ducks are in grade ten.

Rating: PG13

Genre: General (because I don't really know how to label it)

Summary: [Warning: 1 main character is an OC but she isn't a Mary Sue or joining the Ducks] He had never met anyone like her before, she was new and intriguing. But will having her in his life help either of them?

Note to Reviewers: I love you guys with all of my heart (that isn't stone, LOL).

Pyro44: Aw you love this story? Yeah! (Happy dance) I'm in a mood a lot like Fulton's too; actually I was in one when I was writing that part. Fulton wasn't out of character? Yes! O, tell me if he is out of character in this one too please.

AntiIRONY: I got you feeling bad for Fulton I have succeeded. I agree parents are quite dim. I hope that this is 'another great chapter' too.

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Author's Note: I'm using ='s because my italics don't work. They are showing flashback-esque things. Ok I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry it too so long to update, my spark went away but now it's back and it might just burn the house down.

The rain pelted down. Fulton and Mel were dashing for the doors. The heavy rain caused the loose fall leaves to break from the trees. They splashed through the bright green grass; coming closer to the large double doors. Fulton yanked the brass handle; swinging open the door. The two ran into the school coming to a halt as soon as they knew they had reached their shelter. Dripping they stood by the doorway. Mel shook her hair sprinkling rainwater around them.

"How's your bandage?" she asked, her voice echoing in the empty hall.

"I think it's the only dry thing on me" he removed his sopping bandanna and tried to ring it with one hand.

She took a few steps forward her shoes squeaking with every step.

"We're in the science building" they had sprinted to the closest door not paying attention to where it led.

He twitched, he didn't know whether it was from knowing he was in a building specializing in science or that the cool rain found a way into his shirt and down his back.

She squatted on the ground wiping her face with her hand; reminding Fulton of a hamster. A small grin appeared on his face.

There was an elongated pause that seemed to bounce off the walls. Making it's way down the hall.

"Can I ask you a question?" she looked up at him from her position on the floor, her nose pink from the cold.

"Yeah" he went over to her and sat down with a squish of his sopping pants and squeak from his shoes.

She lightly nibbled her bottom lip, removed her drenched oversized jacket and pulled the zipper on her sweater up further. She tucked her hair behind her pink ears, took a breath as if preparing her self for taking a final exam. "What happened to your dad?"

"He's in jail, Mahnomen Penitentiary," he answered shortly, he didn't want to share further then that; he had his fill of telling his family history. He looked to her to see what her reaction was.

Her face was drained of colour causing her light freckles to become visible; she was frozen in her squatting position, her gaze unmoving.

"What?"

Her head snapped up. Her eyes darted around the room as if she hadn't seen it before. They then rested on Fulton shakily.

"Excuse me" she scrambled to her feet pulled on her coat and ran out of the building.

He paused in his confusion before lifting himself to his feet and following her.

From the shelter of the door way he scanned the empty quad through the veil of rain. He couldn't see her.

He decided just to go to the boy's dorms; he'll probably see her tomorrow anyway. He went along the grass, thick with water; he tucked his bandaged arm safely away. He sighed glowering at the clouds as his eyes dropped he saw her.

She was up in a tree sitting on a thick branch. He went up to the tree and called "Mel!"

She looked down at him between the branches. Her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights.

"What's the matter?" he asked as soon as he knew he had her attention.

She opened her mouth as if to speak then closed it again. She shook her head; her eyelids still plastered open.

="No one will believe you. They'll think you're lying"=

="Once they have it in their heads that you're a liar they'll never listen to what you say"=

Fulton frowned up at her. He had a feeling this would go better if they could speak on the same level.

"Why don't you come down?"

She squeezed her eyes shut and didn't respond.

="It's our secret"=

="It's best to stay quiet, the less you say the less they know"=

"Fine" he muttered. He clamped onto the nearest, sturdiest looking branch and pulled himself up letting the rain gather in his bandage. He went on climbing in till he reached a branch across from Mel.

"Hey"

She frowned; trying to keep her eyes shut. From up there he could see her lip quivering.

"Are you afraid of me because my dad's in jail?"

"No" she answered firmly, her eyes flying open. She pushed her wet bangs off her forehead and continued a little more softly "No, I'm not afraid of you" She then grimaced and covered her ears.

="You are apart of this too"=

="You're guilty just like me, you know that it's wrong"=

Ears covered she continued, "The people who have been affected by the ones in jail aren't the ones to blame. It's not like you were partaking in what your father was doing"

"No I'm not big on selling crack," he said jokingly but there was a hint of bitterness in his voice.

They sat in silence the wind hallowing around them. She unclasped her hands from the side of her head.

"Then why did you run?"

It took her a while to answer, it seemed she was trying to find the right words. "I know someone who's in that jail"

="If you tell, you'll disgrace them all"=

"Hey Fulton get down from there!"

He looked down and saw who was yelling at them.

Orion was shouting from the bass of the tree, he looked like a marker on a lake, sticking out in his yellow raincoat. "And make sure that you're friend comes too!"

Mel was outside Lucy's Art store raking the leaves on the front lawn. It had been a week and a bit since the thunderstorm bringing October to an end. She rearranged the large paper bag beside her so she could fit more leaves into it. Spending so much time in Eden Hall the fact that you actually have to rake slipped her mind. There aren't hired groundkeeper staffs everywhere you go.

The wind blew and her neat pile what pushed over; she let out an exasperated sigh. She breathed in the crisp autumn air hungrily; it was some how soothing to her.

She began working again when a motorcycle motor caught her attention. She stopped as the black machine halted in front of the store; people who road motorbikes weren't the usual costumer. As the rider removed the slick black helmet she saw it was Fulton. She let an easy smile form her mouth.

"Aren't you a little young to ride a motorcycle?"

"Maybe but the cops don't know that" he put his helmet onto the bike then went over to Mel.

"Yet"

"But you wouldn't rat me out" he said fondly.

"That depends on how much you're prepared to give me" she started to remake her pile.

"Hush money" he grinned; he enjoyed these little jokes that they shared. "How much are you asking for?"

"Two grand at least" she began putting the dry crimpling leaves into the large bag.

"What would you do with two thousand dollars?" he asked containing a laugh.

She paused from her work "Change it into one dollar bills and roll around in it"

"Good answer"

"Thanks" she started to throw the leaves into the bag as the wind picked up and brought a large bunch to Fulton's face.

Mel choked on a giggle while saying "Sorry"

Fulton brushed away the leaves and smiled as he went over to the large pile beside the bag and picked up a cluster.

"Oh no Fult it was an accident"

He thrust the leaves at her. "Oops my hands slipped"

There was a slight pause, like time froze before she dropped her rake and gathered up some leaves and throw them back. Then it was a whirlwind of coloured foliage. They were both propelling the leaves at each other. It was a burst of organic confetti.

"Hey Mel, I'm not paying you to fool around!" Lucy called from the doorway; the ruckus outside caught her attention. She yelled this kindly though, it was good to see Mel having fun.

The teenagers sheepishly called back their apologies.

"Maybe I should go" he let go of the leaves he was holding into the bag.

"Fulton can stay as long as he stops messing up my yard!" Lucy ordered as she went back into the store to help a customer. She had seen him around the store so much he was like a regular costumer except he never bought anything, which to other storeowners would be irritating but he didn't disturb anybody.

Mel and Fulton couldn't help but laugh as they looked at the grassy area that was now carpeted with leaves.

They turned to each other and he tried to suppress a laugh letting out a snort and she was turning slightly pink swallowing a giggle. They were both now wearing leaves. Some how they were tucked in their clothes, caught onto fabric, trapped in hair. Fulton had a mitt of it on top of his bandage.

"You are a little bit covered with leaves," he eventually said

"You too"

They began to brush it off, like shedding a layer of skin, flakes falling to the ground adding to the carpet.

She frowned looking for her rake being careful not to step on the end and having it fling up to hit her.

"Uh Mel, you still have..." he motioned to her hair.

She felt her hair trying to brush the leaf away, but failing in the task.

"Here" he walked over to her, crunching the leaves with his large combat boots. He stopped in front of her; her head came up to the top of his shoulder. He took out the red leaf.

"Thank you" she whispered locking eyes with him. A step closer and she would be right up against him, but just from this distance she could breath in his comforting scent, the one smell that was more soothing then autumn.

"Your welcome" Just touching her wavy hair had sent a little shock through him. It was surprisingly soft.

There was a heavy silence as an urge came over him.

Fulton leaned in slowly, giving her a chance to step back, run or even slap him, but she just stood there.

It felt like her heart stopped, her breath caught in her throat

He tilted his head slightly to side as he brought his lips to hers, gently kissing her. He was about to pull away when she began to respond parting his lips slightly with her own. He cupped her cheek enjoying the taste of her cherry flavored lip balm and the feeling of her kiss. She held onto his shoulders, as her knees grew weak. They parted, their lips burning for more.

Her face became warm with a blush of pleasure and embarrassment. He could feel the heat under his hand that was held to her supple cheek.

"Mel! Can you help me with something?" Lucy called from inside the shop.

She quickly went to assist her boss with whatever she was doing while trying to rub the blush off her face.

Fulton smiled watching her go. She had kissed him back.

End of Chapter

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