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ICESK8ER7-08 : I know, I thought that scene was pretty sweet, shame there aren't more Adam's in the world though eh? Lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
DUCKYS : You're waiting are you? Lol. Might be in for a long wait then eh? Lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
B : Arr thanks, I love Connie/Adam too, but I love Adam more lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
XSARAH : Oh wow, where've you been on your hols? I'm off to Bridlington(seaside) with my mate tomorrow for the day. I'm in desperate need for it lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
BLONDE-BRAIN : I know wasn't he, I want a real life Adam lol – not much chance mind lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
CAKEEATER : So there's no chance of turning you into a die hard Connie/Adam then lol. Well as a warning you might not like me in the next chapter – you'll find out why when you read lol. Yeah, reading back Julie does sound a bit weird doesn't she, but hey, it's senior year and she was drunk, what better reason than any lol. Yeah, Adam's parents were pretty cool, but I'm sick of reading Adam's dad being written as an angsty character, yes I know even I have written him that way at some point, but it gets a bit old after a while lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
Chapter 3
She reached the end of the aisle, slowly letting go of her dad, ending her life as a Moreau. She took my hand in hers, just as she had done, all those years ago…
We had been dating for a few weeks now, and with each date, we grew closer still. We were finding it increasingly difficult to hide our whirlwind romance from the team. Trying to find excuses for our lack of appearance when they all hung out. We were like bad guys, looking over our shoulders all the time, thinking up alibi's as to where we had been, constantly having to watch what we said and how we behaved, incase one of them began twigging on. At first it made everything that much more exciting, but the longer it went on, the harder it became. We had to be careful where we went, picking the most secluded areas, or going to the cinemas, but choosing films where we were less likely to be seen.
"I think we're gonna have to say something to the guys, I don't know how many more times I can watch this film". I whispered, over the silence of the almost empty cinema, where 'A Cinderella story' was playing.
"I know what you mean, even though Chad Michael Murray is totally hot, I don't think I can watch him get with Hilary Duff one more time". Connie whispered back, not paying any attention to the screen.
"You think he's what"? I asked, not really jealous, but trying to make her think I was.
"Hot, the word is H-O-T hot, Adam". She teased back.
"He's not that nice looking". I pouted.
"Sure he is". She knew exactly what I was doing. "But not as hot as you". She teased.
"I thought so". I laughed. "Anyway, where were we"? I drifted back to the original conversation.
"Julie's getting a bit too suspicious, I'm surprised her and some of the guys haven't followed us". She put her head on my shoulder, as I wrapped her hand in mine.
"So, how about we do it tonight"? I asked.
"No time like the present". She stood up, not letting my hand go.
"But what about the film"? I asked, secretly wanting to hold off telling them.
"You've seen the ending like 10 times Adam". She dragged me up and out of my seat.
The journey back to college, was a quick and silent one. She didn't seem as nervous at telling them, about us as I felt. When I pulled the car into a space, I turned the engine off and sat still, my hands resting gently on the bottom of the steering wheel. I absently began tapping them in time with the song that played gently. Connie sat beside me, just staring forward, as though we were both going to sort everything from where we sat.
"C'mon, let's get this over with". Connie began unbuckling her seat belt.
"I'll follow in 5 minutes". I replied without thinking. Old habits die hard, I suppose,
"What's the point, if we're gonna tell them, we might as well walk in together". She said. I silently agreed, and began following her.
We walked inside, gripping hands, like a mother and child walking through a crowded shopping mall, it was now that I realized Connie was as nervous as me. Just as we reached the stair well, she pulled back and I turned to look at her. She was biting her bottom lip, as if unsure about what she really wanted. I stepped a little closer, and leant down, before kissing her gently.
"What if they hate the idea of us"? She almost whispered.
"Then that's their problem. We don't live our lives through them". I was beginning to feel more confident.
"But they're our best friends, though".
"Well, in that case, they'll accept that we love each other and want to be together". I said, then before she could say anymore, began leading the way upstairs.
We headed straight for the common room, where unsurprisingly we found everyone but Luis, since there was only him, who had regular dates. Even on our entrance to the room, I hadn't let Connie's hand go, and I could see them all looking suspiciously at us, before the penny dropped. There were some smiles evident, but other faces looked a little confused as to how they were supposed to react. We stood there, awaiting approval and disapproval, knowing there would be a bit of both. Seconds ticked away, feeling more like minutes, and Connie began biting her lip again.
"So this is your mystery guy"? Julie jumped up and began bouncing around. I made myself a mental note to thank Julie later. "So, what's your name? What do you do? How long have you known Connie"? She asked, as though I was this complete stranger.
"I think Julie's now officially lost the plot". Averman piped up, then ducked from Julie's aim.
"How long have you two been, ya know"? Charlie asked.
"Since the party". I answered, simply, feeling as though all eyes were still on us.
"Why didn't you tell us sooner"? Julie had calmed down enough to ask questions.
"We wanted to figure out how we felt about each other before we said anything". Connie said.
Suddenly Guy, got to his feet and began walking toward us, he had no emotion on his face what so ever, so I couldn't tell whether he was coming over to congratulate us, or punch me. He did neither, he simply barged through us and headed to his room. Connie tried calling after him, and was all set to follow him, when the other ducks surrounded us, and Charlie told her to leave him be. We all knew that he was better when he'd had time to cool off.
I can't deny, that I felt a sudden rush of relief, now that we had let the cat out of the bag. We no longer needed to sneak around, or make excuses when we wanted some time alone. We sat around for the remainder of the evening, just chatting as we normally would. I had expected there to be a little weirdness about it, but there wasn't, the only difference being that I was able to be close to Connie, without eyebrows being raised.
That night, me and Connie were the only two left in the common room, everyone else seemed to have gone off to do their own thing. I sat on the couch, Connie leaning on my shoulder and her legs laid across my lap, as I rubbed them gently.
"It wasn't that bad now was it"? I asked gently.
"Look whose talking, you're the one who didn't want to leave the pictures and get out of the car". She giggled a little.
"Ok, so I was a little nervous, but it turned out ok didn't it"?
"Yeah, but what about Guy"?
"He'll come around eventually. Give him some time". I replied.
We sat in silence for a few minutes, before Connie finally got up, before telling me that she was going to bed. I stood up and kissed her goodnight, before watching her leave. 5 minutes later, I headed to my room that I shared with Charlie. He was already sound asleep, snoring his head off. It's funny really, when you know someone's asleep, you tend to tip toe round, even though you know you aren't going to wake them. Charlie was the heaviest sleeper I knew, but I still tip toed around.
The following morning, Charlie's alarm began beeping, it was just turned 7. We didn't need to be at the rink for practice until 8, so why Charlie continually set the alarm for 7, I'd never know. Wait yeah I do, probably because it took him half an hour to get his lazy butt out of bed. The alarm continued it's high pitched beeping, almost as though it were screaming in my ear.
"Charlie, will you turn that God damn thing off". I yelled over the noise.
He stirred, yet still didn't reach over and turn it off. I couldn't stand the noise anymore, it really was too loud for a Saturday morning. I shuffled out of bed and grabbed for it, turning it off, then deciding I needed to kill it, tossed it through the open window, watching as it smashed on the hard concrete below. Of course, on my way to the rink, I would pick the remains up and toss it in the trash, but the sudden silence was like a step into heaven. I crawled back into bed, and laid there until around about half past, when I began pulling my sweats on.
"Charlie, c'mon it's time to get up". I threw my pillow at him. He muttered something incoherent back, and I took it, that he was asking me the time. "7.45". I lied, knowing that, that would get him moving.
All of a sudden, blanket and pillows went flying, as he shot out of bed, grabbing for his sweats. I sat and watched him as he fell over time and time again, as he tried jumping into his pants. I began chuckling to myself and he looked up to see a smug grin on my face.
"It's isn't 7.45, is it"? He asked.
"It will be in 10 minutes". I laughed.
"Where's my alarm"? He looked over to his bedside, where his alarm had used to sit.
"It needed some morning air". I gestured toward the open window.
"Adam you didn't"? He ran to the window and looked down to the concrete, seeing it sat in about a thousand pieces. "Do you know how much that cost me"? He whined.
"So I'll buy you another one, preferably one that doesn't know that there's a 7am on a Saturday morning". I retaliated.
"Without that alarm, you'd be late every morning". He argued.
"Without that alarm, I'd probably get a bit of a lay in on a Saturday morning. Why do you set it for 7, when you don't even turn it off when it does go off"?
"Because my body knows to get up, half an hour AFTER the alarm".
After that, I decided to shut up, no matter what I said, I wouldn't win the argument. When Charlie had gotten dressed, we both grabbed our hockey gear and made our way to the rink. We headed straight into the changing rooms, where we put our gear on. I was still getting the cold shoulder from Guy, who had more or less stormed in, ignoring me and any of the ducks that happened to be sat around me, or talking to me. Charlie shook his head at me, warning me, that this wasn't the time to talk to him.
"Morning". I greeted Connie, kissing her gently, before we started warm ups.
We started a 5 aside game, so that Coach Orion, could watch how our game had improved. Goldberg was put in goal, a position he shared sometimes with Julie, but other times he played defense and Ken was waiting in the wings to swap with someone at some point. For some reason, throughout that game, Guy was being particularly brutal toward me and Connie. I vaguely heard Charlie warning him to lay off, and start playing proper hockey. I took the face off against Charlie, and I passed the puck to Luis who skated toward Julie then passed to Connie. She couldn't get a clear shot so just puck handled, until one of us where open. Just as I skated around Charlie into an open spot, I saw Guy check Connie, steal the puck and pass it toward Charlie. Connie clambered to her feet and went after Guy. He turned toward her as she called his name. When she got to him, she shoved him hard.
"What the hell was that for"? She shouted at him.
"It's not an illegal move Connie". He replied, slowly to her as if he were explaining something to a 5 year old.
"There's more to it than that Guy and you know it. Why don't you just come out and say it, you hate the idea of me and Adam". She shoved him again.
"Quit shoving me". He shoved her back.
"It was your idea in the first place for us to break up and move on. Well guess what Guy, I'm moving on, and if you can't be happy for me, then that's your problem, not mine". They continued shoving each other.
"And why did I want to break up, you were too clingy, I couldn't look in even Julie's direction without you getting jealous". He sniped.
"Don't bring Julie into it. You're just using her to cover up for the fact that you were hitting on Dawn Breaks behind my back". She shouted, by now we had all crowded around them trying to get them to calm down.
"I only starting hitting on her, because you were so damned boring all the time". He snided back at her. She flew forward at him, her arms flailing at him, she got a few hits in before we dragged them apart
"Guy, I was 14, I wasn't gonna just jump into bed with you". She shouted even though she was puffing and panting. By now Orion had skated onto the ice to find out what was happening.
"Well you're obviously ready to just jump into bed with Cake-eater here". He yelled back.
"I'm not jumping into bed with anyone". Connie shouted kicking out at him.
"Moreau, Germaine, off the ice NOW". Orion ordered.
"Coach that might"… Charlie began to explain.
"Did I ask for your opinion Conway"? Orion stopped him, as we all watched, Connie and Guy began fighting less than 2 steps away from us.
Orion again, went for them, separating them both, and skating away holding them by the shoulder pads. Once off the ice, he walked them toward his office, where we heard the door slam behind him. He was obviously very mad that his practice had been disrupted, by what he would class as juvenile behavior.
"Whoa, girlfriend can pack a punch". Portman sighed.
"C'mon you guys, let's carry on, it'll give him one less thing to yell about". Charlie said, skating back to his original position.
We continued with the game, though we were all thinking about what Orion could be saying to them. Strangely enough, I knew Orion would sort them out, because if he didn't the whole team would be torn apart.
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