A/N: I would like to start off by apologising for the long wait for this
chapter. I am soooo sorry! It just took me absolutely AGES to write my a/n
cos I'm so lazy. *looks embarrassed* Moving on . . .
OMG!!!!! Vincent LaRusso is SO FUCKING CUTE AT TWENTY-ONE YEARS OLD!!! I'm SERIOUS! Just go on studentfilms.com, find a film called Fecal Matters, and watch it! It has him in it! And he is sooooo damn sexy with his shirt off! Yes, his shirt OFF! Thank you so so soooooooooooo much anne918 for giving me the website!
This entry is kind of short-ish, but do not fear. It features Charlie in that happy, HAPPY place called Denial (trust me, Denial is one of the most happy places you could be - I speak from experience). Anyway, that's not the reason you should not fear its shortness. The reason you should not fear this chapter's shortness is because Adam's entry is going to be WAY longer . . . because he has a LOT more to say. (Be afraid, be very afraid!)
OK, now, during the time in the cafeteria (in this chapter), I realise that Charlie had no way of seeing Banksie's face, since Banksie was right behind him, but imagine that he turned around to look at him (and Riley). If you get what I mean. If not, just watch D3 again - this chapter takes place during that cafeteria bit after the Blake game.
Oh, and if you people have any more words for the 'Conway Thesaurus - Words To Describe What An Idiot Charlie Is', please send them in. That is, write them in. In your review. So far we've got; delusional, dork, oblivious, prick.
ATTENTION!!!!! IMPORTANT NOTICE!!!!! OK everyone, if you all want to get a D4 (a fourth Mighty Ducks movie), go on this address (without the spaces) and SIGN THE PETITION:
w w w . p e t i t i o n o n l i n e . c o m / d 4 d u c k s
You can just use your first name and all they need is your email address and any additional comments you might have. They only have 726 signatures (I signed the 706th)! They will need a LOT more!!! Anyway . . . go forth my children and SIGN THE PETITION IF YOU WANT A D4!!! Oh yeah, and something else that might help is if you can email Disney (but sadly I don't have their email address) and ask for a fourth Mighty Ducks movie with the SAME ACTORS AND ACTRESSES. Thank you for paying attention to this attention- seeking attempting-to-persuade-Disney-to-make-a-D4 note.
*THANK YOUs:*
percussion - Yaha, Riley is an eeevil poo. He is the Eeevilest Poo of All Poos. But in the next chapter (Adam's third entry) he is about to become much, MUCH more eeeeeeevil . . . Anyway, I heard the D4 rumour mostly on discussion boards about the Mighty Ducks. Oh, and make sure you read the ATTENTION!!!!! note right before the thank-yous.
lrigelbbub - I know, I know. Riley is the Pirckmeister. The next chapter (Adam's third entry) will be much sadder than his last entry. Much, MUCH sadder. I hope I haven't given anything away! But still, sadness ahoy in the next chapter! Oh, and Charlie touching Adam! Oooh, now that's given me ideas, lol! ; - )
anne918 - Thank you so so SO much for giving me that website with dear young (or should that be old?) Sween in it! Yes, Vincent is FIT without a shirt! Whooo! I am SO glad I got to see that! And he is actually better looking than he was in D3! Anyway, read the ATTENTION!!!!! note in order to find out how we might get a D4. Please continue reviewing!
Nellie2 - Yay! Glad you're loving it and here's the next chapter! I'm really sorry it took so long, though. It took me ages and ages and AGES . . . to write my a/n. Yeah, I know, I'm lazy. *grins*
Gothic Author - I don't blame you! I feel bad for Adam too - and I'M the one who's writing him! Yay a new word for the Conway Thesaurus - idiot. And calling Riley a paedophilic bitch . . . I like that! *grins* I TOTALLY agree with you!
crazy4nc128 - Umm, yes, I know you told me to update soon, and here I am updating after about 2 months so . . . sorry *blushes*. And you finished Realization! It is such a good fic!! I am eagerly awaiting the second chapter of the sequel now! Oh, and I'm glad I have intrigued you. So you better read the chapter after this! Hehe . . . but it's going to be kind of . . . well . . . bad, in a word. Bad as in . . . well, I won't say anymore. Enjoy this chapter (and the next one)!
melodie - Yay! Glad you love it! And the Adam-sympathy will be increased times about a hundred (at least I think it will be) after the next chapter!
kellyerielf - I am proud to say that you have a wide vocabulary! *grins* I'm sure that you will be happy to know that your adjectives (the ones that describe Riley, I mean) will be featured in the 'Rick Riley Thesaurus - the Thesaurus of Rick 'Paedophilic Bitch' Riley'. Scooter saving Banksie? Hmmm . . . nah, Scooter's a bit doofy and day-dreamy in this fic. But he might save him! Actually, on second thoughts, no. The saving will be left to Charlie . . . *wink*
Melissa - Glad you likey! But . . . umm . . . I can't really fulfil your requests on not hurting Adam too much. I'm sorry! But what has to be done, has to be done, and if Banksie gets hurt in the process . . . well, he'll have Charlie to kiss him better. Hehe. Only Charlie is an oblivious prick so . . . *sighs* Keep on reviewing!
Chronicles Bailey - And here's more! If you're incredibly sadistic, you will enjoy the next chapter. I hope. So read this chapter, and the next one, and keep on reviewing!
A/N#2: Well, we have the 'Conway Thesaurus - Words To Describe What An Idiot Charlie Is', and now we have . . . *drum roll*
The 'Rick Riley Thesaurus - the Thesaurus of Rick 'Paedophilic Bitch' Riley': bad, bastard, bitch, good-for-nothing, paedophilic, pain-in-the- ass, perverse, slimy, ugly.
Woohooo - we've got a lotta words for this nasty piece of work! Keep 'em comin' in! (And I'm sure that the next chapter will cause you to send in a lot of . . . obscenities).
And now . . . chapter five of Behind The Walls will commence!
~~~~~~~~ Behind The Walls ~~~~~~~~
ENTRY THREE - Charlie
Right. Well. That does it.
I think I'm kinda worried.
OK, I'm admitting it. I'm worried. I'm worried about Banksie. (I've given up on my vow to only call him by his surname. It's just too damn hard! I still get an 'Adam' or a 'Banksie' in edgeways anyway.)
I think that Julie's rubbing off on me. With her being all worried about him, it's starting to make ME doubt whether everything's alright.
Anyway, at lunch time, the gang and I (not including Adam of course. Not that he's still in the gang. Or anything.) were sitting in the cafeteria, just talking with each other and minding our own business . . .
Well, OK, Russ tried to teach Kenny how to trash talk by insulting this cheerleader and calling her an airhead (although she had very nice legs, Luis told me later - I didn't seem to notice; I was too busy looking around the cafeteria, wondering why Banksie hadn't come down for breakfast yet, not that I cared, or anything), and that almost got his face bashed in by the cheerleader's boyfriend; this big, beefy guy with the word 'PSYCHO' written all over him.
And, yeah, of course Averman tried to show Russ how it was done, and called out an insult to this bald guy (who, when he turned around, was determined to be Averman's beloved science teacher), which, of course, got Averman detention for the rest of the week.
And, yes, some random guy insulted Dwayne, who then attempted to throw a lasso at him (don't ask me where he got it from - I didn't even know that he was hiding it underneath the table), but was (luckily) stopped by Fulton looking at the random guy who had insulted Dwayne in a very threatening way, causing him to stutter out an apology, which calmed Dwayne down.
Anyway, as I was saying - well, writing - we were all just minding our own business, when the whole Varsity team (with their beloved captain Rick Riley) leading them (and with Adam right behind him), walked up to our table (wearing new jackets, Kenny noticed).
"Hey, congrats on the Blake game," Riley said, referring to yesterday's game against the visiting team, while smiling in this REALLY irritating way.
"Yeah right, anytime," I scoffed slightly, thinking of the pathetic draw we got yesterday.
"Hey, a point's a point. You guys really proved your guts. We're all Warriors now," he said. "So, you all set for dinner Friday?"
Awww . . . was he asking us all out? How SWEET.
Not.
"Dinner?" Russ asked, not believing his ears. His thoughts were probably the same as mine.
"It's an Eden Hall tradition. Varsity gotta treat the freshmen to dinner," Riley explained.
And right then, I noticed something. Something about Adam. He was standing next to Riley, looking at him throughout his little speech about how 'we're all Warriors now'. The look in his eyes was . . . one of . . . well, Banksie doesn't let his emotions play out across his face, I can tell that after being his best friend for a while, so his expression was pretty much indifferent . . . but he had this sort of . . . strange look in his eyes. Fearful, is the only word I can think of to describe it.
They now looked more grey than blue.
"So, round up your posse and meet us at . . . six, at the Minnesota Club downtown. Anybody - " and blah blah blah, Riley was blabbering on about something or other. I was still kind of confused of why the Varsity Warriors had suddenly changed their feelings for us, and I looked up at Adam (without him noticing, of course), and another thing I noticed (apart from the fearful look in his eyes) was the bags that surrounded them. He couldn't have had more than three hours' sleep last night.
Julie kicked me under the table, which was a sure sign that I needed to listen to what Riley was saying, instead of staring into Adam's eyes.
OK, reading that sentence, it makes it sound as if we're some gross mushy- mushy COUPLE, with that me staring into his eyes shit. But I only meant that I was feeling kind of worried about how he looked, that's all.
"And you guys do like steak and seafood, right?" Riley asked.
This surprised me a bit. So he was actually SERIOUS about taking us all out to dinner? I turned around and looked up at him from my seat.
"//Yeah// we do," I said.
And just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It could only have been Adam's. And for some weird reason, he quickly took it away when Riley shot him a look.
Not that I wanted his hand to stay on my shoulder for a long period of time, or anything . . .
But, I mean, it was weird. Why would he feel the need to touch my shoulder, anyway? What, do I have, like, shoulders that need constant (not that he's ever touched them before - I don't think) touching?
And the way he took his hand away just from one look from Riley . . . if they really WERE fucking, then I'd say that Banksie was completely whipped.
But now, thinking of Adam and Riley in that way . . . just gives me a sick feeling in the bottom of my stomach.
"Look, I don't like you pukes, alright?" We feel the exact same way about you, Cole, the exact same way about you . . . "But this is a tradition. And at Eden Hall I've learned to care about tradition." Oh, I highly doubt you've learned ANYTHING here, thickhead.
So then some of the Varsity team started to walk out of the cafeteria, while we were all pondering whether we should go or not.
"It's cool," Banksie said.
So that sealed it. If Cake-eater said it was cool, then it was cool.
Then there were basically a whole bunch of, "Yeah, it's cool"s and, "Yeah, we'll be there"s going around the table.
But then when the rest of the Varsity team were leaving the cafeteria, and Adam was turning round, I saw that he had a thin red line on the underside of his jaw. I briefly wondered what it was, before I was distracted by something that was a purple-blue colour, just above his collarbone, near his shoulder. It looked suspiciously like a bruise.
I wonder where he got it?
Not that I'm worried, or anything. He probably got it from his practice. Yeah, that's it.
After the whole Varsity team had left, Fulton suddenly stood up, claiming that he had homework to do.
Which made the cheeseburger that Goldie was chewing fall right out of his mouth and Luis spit out his drink.
Fulton? Doing HOMEWORK?!
No way.
But still, I didn't question his actions. He probably went to whine or mope or beat someone up or whatever he does to pass the time now that Portman's in Chicago.
Oh yeah, and a few hours ago, I heard Julie and Connie discussing Banksie. Dammit, Julie's worry is SPREADING. I'm SERIOUS. It must be some sort of illness, or something.
Julie told Connie about her fears that Adam was being bullied or something, cos he's seemed really subdued these past few days (although I must admit that we, as a team, haven't done anything to help that fact), and then Connie said that she'd noticed it too and had told Guy, who had just shrugged it off saying that Banksie was a big boy and could take care of himself. Which made Connie berate him so much that he hastily agreed with her decision that there was something wrong with Adam.
Next thing you know we'll have ORION asking if #99 is alright.
Anyway, I'm currently in my dorm, writing all this down as quick as I can, cos it's already five thirty five, and the whole gang are supposed to meet outside school to get to the club on time.
Averman just knocked on my door.
He yells it's time to go and if I don't get my lazy ass here in one minute flat, Julie's gonna have a fit because she wants to get there earlier so she can bag a seat next to Scooter (Varsity's goalie) and make eyes at him the whole night.
There's a dull thud, a loud and whiny, "Dammit Julie what was that for?!" that can only have come from Averman, Julie's muttered, "Jerk!" and a few snickers.
I'm guessing she punched his arm - she has one hell of a punch, so it's no surprise Averman's upset.
OK, I really gotta go now.
I'll fill you in on the dinner later - and I've got to look into this whole me-worrying-about-Adam thing.
Ciao.
- Charlie Conway, the guy who's gonna get his fifteen-year-old ass kicked by Cat Lady cos at this rate, we're gonna be late to the dinner
OMG!!!!! Vincent LaRusso is SO FUCKING CUTE AT TWENTY-ONE YEARS OLD!!! I'm SERIOUS! Just go on studentfilms.com, find a film called Fecal Matters, and watch it! It has him in it! And he is sooooo damn sexy with his shirt off! Yes, his shirt OFF! Thank you so so soooooooooooo much anne918 for giving me the website!
This entry is kind of short-ish, but do not fear. It features Charlie in that happy, HAPPY place called Denial (trust me, Denial is one of the most happy places you could be - I speak from experience). Anyway, that's not the reason you should not fear its shortness. The reason you should not fear this chapter's shortness is because Adam's entry is going to be WAY longer . . . because he has a LOT more to say. (Be afraid, be very afraid!)
OK, now, during the time in the cafeteria (in this chapter), I realise that Charlie had no way of seeing Banksie's face, since Banksie was right behind him, but imagine that he turned around to look at him (and Riley). If you get what I mean. If not, just watch D3 again - this chapter takes place during that cafeteria bit after the Blake game.
Oh, and if you people have any more words for the 'Conway Thesaurus - Words To Describe What An Idiot Charlie Is', please send them in. That is, write them in. In your review. So far we've got; delusional, dork, oblivious, prick.
ATTENTION!!!!! IMPORTANT NOTICE!!!!! OK everyone, if you all want to get a D4 (a fourth Mighty Ducks movie), go on this address (without the spaces) and SIGN THE PETITION:
w w w . p e t i t i o n o n l i n e . c o m / d 4 d u c k s
You can just use your first name and all they need is your email address and any additional comments you might have. They only have 726 signatures (I signed the 706th)! They will need a LOT more!!! Anyway . . . go forth my children and SIGN THE PETITION IF YOU WANT A D4!!! Oh yeah, and something else that might help is if you can email Disney (but sadly I don't have their email address) and ask for a fourth Mighty Ducks movie with the SAME ACTORS AND ACTRESSES. Thank you for paying attention to this attention- seeking attempting-to-persuade-Disney-to-make-a-D4 note.
*THANK YOUs:*
percussion - Yaha, Riley is an eeevil poo. He is the Eeevilest Poo of All Poos. But in the next chapter (Adam's third entry) he is about to become much, MUCH more eeeeeeevil . . . Anyway, I heard the D4 rumour mostly on discussion boards about the Mighty Ducks. Oh, and make sure you read the ATTENTION!!!!! note right before the thank-yous.
lrigelbbub - I know, I know. Riley is the Pirckmeister. The next chapter (Adam's third entry) will be much sadder than his last entry. Much, MUCH sadder. I hope I haven't given anything away! But still, sadness ahoy in the next chapter! Oh, and Charlie touching Adam! Oooh, now that's given me ideas, lol! ; - )
anne918 - Thank you so so SO much for giving me that website with dear young (or should that be old?) Sween in it! Yes, Vincent is FIT without a shirt! Whooo! I am SO glad I got to see that! And he is actually better looking than he was in D3! Anyway, read the ATTENTION!!!!! note in order to find out how we might get a D4. Please continue reviewing!
Nellie2 - Yay! Glad you're loving it and here's the next chapter! I'm really sorry it took so long, though. It took me ages and ages and AGES . . . to write my a/n. Yeah, I know, I'm lazy. *grins*
Gothic Author - I don't blame you! I feel bad for Adam too - and I'M the one who's writing him! Yay a new word for the Conway Thesaurus - idiot. And calling Riley a paedophilic bitch . . . I like that! *grins* I TOTALLY agree with you!
crazy4nc128 - Umm, yes, I know you told me to update soon, and here I am updating after about 2 months so . . . sorry *blushes*. And you finished Realization! It is such a good fic!! I am eagerly awaiting the second chapter of the sequel now! Oh, and I'm glad I have intrigued you. So you better read the chapter after this! Hehe . . . but it's going to be kind of . . . well . . . bad, in a word. Bad as in . . . well, I won't say anymore. Enjoy this chapter (and the next one)!
melodie - Yay! Glad you love it! And the Adam-sympathy will be increased times about a hundred (at least I think it will be) after the next chapter!
kellyerielf - I am proud to say that you have a wide vocabulary! *grins* I'm sure that you will be happy to know that your adjectives (the ones that describe Riley, I mean) will be featured in the 'Rick Riley Thesaurus - the Thesaurus of Rick 'Paedophilic Bitch' Riley'. Scooter saving Banksie? Hmmm . . . nah, Scooter's a bit doofy and day-dreamy in this fic. But he might save him! Actually, on second thoughts, no. The saving will be left to Charlie . . . *wink*
Melissa - Glad you likey! But . . . umm . . . I can't really fulfil your requests on not hurting Adam too much. I'm sorry! But what has to be done, has to be done, and if Banksie gets hurt in the process . . . well, he'll have Charlie to kiss him better. Hehe. Only Charlie is an oblivious prick so . . . *sighs* Keep on reviewing!
Chronicles Bailey - And here's more! If you're incredibly sadistic, you will enjoy the next chapter. I hope. So read this chapter, and the next one, and keep on reviewing!
A/N#2: Well, we have the 'Conway Thesaurus - Words To Describe What An Idiot Charlie Is', and now we have . . . *drum roll*
The 'Rick Riley Thesaurus - the Thesaurus of Rick 'Paedophilic Bitch' Riley': bad, bastard, bitch, good-for-nothing, paedophilic, pain-in-the- ass, perverse, slimy, ugly.
Woohooo - we've got a lotta words for this nasty piece of work! Keep 'em comin' in! (And I'm sure that the next chapter will cause you to send in a lot of . . . obscenities).
And now . . . chapter five of Behind The Walls will commence!
~~~~~~~~ Behind The Walls ~~~~~~~~
ENTRY THREE - Charlie
Right. Well. That does it.
I think I'm kinda worried.
OK, I'm admitting it. I'm worried. I'm worried about Banksie. (I've given up on my vow to only call him by his surname. It's just too damn hard! I still get an 'Adam' or a 'Banksie' in edgeways anyway.)
I think that Julie's rubbing off on me. With her being all worried about him, it's starting to make ME doubt whether everything's alright.
Anyway, at lunch time, the gang and I (not including Adam of course. Not that he's still in the gang. Or anything.) were sitting in the cafeteria, just talking with each other and minding our own business . . .
Well, OK, Russ tried to teach Kenny how to trash talk by insulting this cheerleader and calling her an airhead (although she had very nice legs, Luis told me later - I didn't seem to notice; I was too busy looking around the cafeteria, wondering why Banksie hadn't come down for breakfast yet, not that I cared, or anything), and that almost got his face bashed in by the cheerleader's boyfriend; this big, beefy guy with the word 'PSYCHO' written all over him.
And, yeah, of course Averman tried to show Russ how it was done, and called out an insult to this bald guy (who, when he turned around, was determined to be Averman's beloved science teacher), which, of course, got Averman detention for the rest of the week.
And, yes, some random guy insulted Dwayne, who then attempted to throw a lasso at him (don't ask me where he got it from - I didn't even know that he was hiding it underneath the table), but was (luckily) stopped by Fulton looking at the random guy who had insulted Dwayne in a very threatening way, causing him to stutter out an apology, which calmed Dwayne down.
Anyway, as I was saying - well, writing - we were all just minding our own business, when the whole Varsity team (with their beloved captain Rick Riley) leading them (and with Adam right behind him), walked up to our table (wearing new jackets, Kenny noticed).
"Hey, congrats on the Blake game," Riley said, referring to yesterday's game against the visiting team, while smiling in this REALLY irritating way.
"Yeah right, anytime," I scoffed slightly, thinking of the pathetic draw we got yesterday.
"Hey, a point's a point. You guys really proved your guts. We're all Warriors now," he said. "So, you all set for dinner Friday?"
Awww . . . was he asking us all out? How SWEET.
Not.
"Dinner?" Russ asked, not believing his ears. His thoughts were probably the same as mine.
"It's an Eden Hall tradition. Varsity gotta treat the freshmen to dinner," Riley explained.
And right then, I noticed something. Something about Adam. He was standing next to Riley, looking at him throughout his little speech about how 'we're all Warriors now'. The look in his eyes was . . . one of . . . well, Banksie doesn't let his emotions play out across his face, I can tell that after being his best friend for a while, so his expression was pretty much indifferent . . . but he had this sort of . . . strange look in his eyes. Fearful, is the only word I can think of to describe it.
They now looked more grey than blue.
"So, round up your posse and meet us at . . . six, at the Minnesota Club downtown. Anybody - " and blah blah blah, Riley was blabbering on about something or other. I was still kind of confused of why the Varsity Warriors had suddenly changed their feelings for us, and I looked up at Adam (without him noticing, of course), and another thing I noticed (apart from the fearful look in his eyes) was the bags that surrounded them. He couldn't have had more than three hours' sleep last night.
Julie kicked me under the table, which was a sure sign that I needed to listen to what Riley was saying, instead of staring into Adam's eyes.
OK, reading that sentence, it makes it sound as if we're some gross mushy- mushy COUPLE, with that me staring into his eyes shit. But I only meant that I was feeling kind of worried about how he looked, that's all.
"And you guys do like steak and seafood, right?" Riley asked.
This surprised me a bit. So he was actually SERIOUS about taking us all out to dinner? I turned around and looked up at him from my seat.
"//Yeah// we do," I said.
And just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It could only have been Adam's. And for some weird reason, he quickly took it away when Riley shot him a look.
Not that I wanted his hand to stay on my shoulder for a long period of time, or anything . . .
But, I mean, it was weird. Why would he feel the need to touch my shoulder, anyway? What, do I have, like, shoulders that need constant (not that he's ever touched them before - I don't think) touching?
And the way he took his hand away just from one look from Riley . . . if they really WERE fucking, then I'd say that Banksie was completely whipped.
But now, thinking of Adam and Riley in that way . . . just gives me a sick feeling in the bottom of my stomach.
"Look, I don't like you pukes, alright?" We feel the exact same way about you, Cole, the exact same way about you . . . "But this is a tradition. And at Eden Hall I've learned to care about tradition." Oh, I highly doubt you've learned ANYTHING here, thickhead.
So then some of the Varsity team started to walk out of the cafeteria, while we were all pondering whether we should go or not.
"It's cool," Banksie said.
So that sealed it. If Cake-eater said it was cool, then it was cool.
Then there were basically a whole bunch of, "Yeah, it's cool"s and, "Yeah, we'll be there"s going around the table.
But then when the rest of the Varsity team were leaving the cafeteria, and Adam was turning round, I saw that he had a thin red line on the underside of his jaw. I briefly wondered what it was, before I was distracted by something that was a purple-blue colour, just above his collarbone, near his shoulder. It looked suspiciously like a bruise.
I wonder where he got it?
Not that I'm worried, or anything. He probably got it from his practice. Yeah, that's it.
After the whole Varsity team had left, Fulton suddenly stood up, claiming that he had homework to do.
Which made the cheeseburger that Goldie was chewing fall right out of his mouth and Luis spit out his drink.
Fulton? Doing HOMEWORK?!
No way.
But still, I didn't question his actions. He probably went to whine or mope or beat someone up or whatever he does to pass the time now that Portman's in Chicago.
Oh yeah, and a few hours ago, I heard Julie and Connie discussing Banksie. Dammit, Julie's worry is SPREADING. I'm SERIOUS. It must be some sort of illness, or something.
Julie told Connie about her fears that Adam was being bullied or something, cos he's seemed really subdued these past few days (although I must admit that we, as a team, haven't done anything to help that fact), and then Connie said that she'd noticed it too and had told Guy, who had just shrugged it off saying that Banksie was a big boy and could take care of himself. Which made Connie berate him so much that he hastily agreed with her decision that there was something wrong with Adam.
Next thing you know we'll have ORION asking if #99 is alright.
Anyway, I'm currently in my dorm, writing all this down as quick as I can, cos it's already five thirty five, and the whole gang are supposed to meet outside school to get to the club on time.
Averman just knocked on my door.
He yells it's time to go and if I don't get my lazy ass here in one minute flat, Julie's gonna have a fit because she wants to get there earlier so she can bag a seat next to Scooter (Varsity's goalie) and make eyes at him the whole night.
There's a dull thud, a loud and whiny, "Dammit Julie what was that for?!" that can only have come from Averman, Julie's muttered, "Jerk!" and a few snickers.
I'm guessing she punched his arm - she has one hell of a punch, so it's no surprise Averman's upset.
OK, I really gotta go now.
I'll fill you in on the dinner later - and I've got to look into this whole me-worrying-about-Adam thing.
Ciao.
- Charlie Conway, the guy who's gonna get his fifteen-year-old ass kicked by Cat Lady cos at this rate, we're gonna be late to the dinner