Chapter 11:

I do not own the Mighty Ducks, nor am I getting paid to do this.

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Adam's POV:

The game went pretty well overall. As I suspected we won– four to nothing– two of the goals belonged to me. It was a good win which meant Coach really had nothing to complain about and that was saying something, he always found something wrong with us. It would also allow my father to sleep a little easier tonight.

The guy actually took the afternoon off to watch me play, or maybe to make sure that I did play. I saw him in the stands as we warmed up– looking extremely serious– nothing new there. I knew he would be waiting for me outside so I took extra long showering and getting ready. I also had to go see the trainer which took a few minutes. So after all this I was the last one to leave the locker room. But there he was waiting for me as usual, at least he would be in a good mood.

" Great game son." He said patting me on the back.

" Thanks dad"

" I really think you could have gotten three if you hadn't passed on that one play. You would have had a goal for sure"

" Yeah" I said as I kinda tunned him out.

" You wanna get a bite to eat with your old man?" He asked. The answer was no not really. It would drive me insane if I had to listen to him dissecting every little thing I had done during the game. But I needed to come up with a more polite response than that.

" I wish I could, but I have a lot of work to do" I lied. I only had about twenty math problems to do.

" I understand, I wouldn't want you losing your spot on the team because of me. Besides I think your mother wants me home."

" Ok well I should go get to work you know."

" Alright I won't keep you. I will call you on Friday" He said as he waved on his way out the glass doors. I waved back and headed in the opposite direction towards the dorms.

Figures he would want to call me on Friday that was the game against the Ducks. He probably wanted to give me some advice or something, since he was not going to be at the game. Him and my mom had some cocktail party to go to or something. The thing with my dad was he cared about me and I knew it. Because of that small fact I didn't want to disappoint him, especially after what happened with my brother, Jordan. When he left for New York it crushed my father, and after that he became obsessed with my hockey career. Even though he treated me horribly and acted as if he could control of my life, he was still my father and I did not want to disappoint him.

I walked back to my room lost in thought. I looked at the clock on my desk it was only seven fifteen. I pulled my math book, and my notebook out of my book bag. I figured I might as well tackle my homework before I saw Lily. I had no idea how long I would be hanging out with her, and I did not want to cut it short because I had homework to do.

The problems only took about twenty minutes to do, and it helped that the answers were in the back of the book. So only the work was necessary. After checking my answers they were all right so I did not have to go back and re do anything.

It was only 7:35, and I did not want to call now it might make me seem desperate. My experience with girls was kind of limited– I had only been in love with once– and I was only thirteen when it happened. Things were so much easier with girls then. Since things ended I did not know what to do with girls.

I had liked Lily since the first day this year, when she walked into German late of course. But I was too shy to say anything, let alone do anything. I was lucky that I fell for a girl that wasn't afraid to talk to me first.

After about five minutes or so I just gave up and decided to call her. I had written her number on a piece of paper because I knew it would rub off during the game. I picked up my cell phone and dialed. For some reason I was nervous as hell to talk to her. It only rang twice before she picked up.

" Hello"

Short Chapter I know, I think the next one will be longer ;0) At least it looks that way on paper