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ICESK8ER7-08 : Well, I thought I'd be unconventional and have a boy girl fight, rather than the usual boy/boy or girl/girl fight, which might I add is pretty sexist lol. Anyways glad you liked it. Thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
DUCKYS : I know, you can't beat a good fight can ya? Not that I'm condoning their behavior or anything, but you know like when you see fights in TV program's, they look so fake, and you always sit there like 'c'mon give to 'em good' lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
XSARAH : Sorry, but if you ask me, Guy was asking for it lol. Chad Michael Murray is extremely hot isn't he, but not as hot as Adam lol. Arr I'd love to go somewhere like that. I mean I'm a typical camping girl, I mean don't get me wrong, I've never been in a 5 star hotel either, but I'd much rather just go to the old English seaside and pitch a tent lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
B : I'm glad you enjoyed it. I think this story has to be one of my personal favorites, that I've written, I think that's purely though to do with the fact it's mainly about my favorite couple lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
BLONDE-BRAIN : Arr thank you. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
CASNYL21 : Arr I'm so glad you could find it in your heart to like it even though it's not a Julie/Adam. You're welcome by the way for your reviews lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
CAKEEATER : My mate fell in love with 'a Cinderella story' in fact she dragged me to see it twice with her. But I do admit, we both sat there simply drooling over Chad lol. You think Guy still loves Connie, personally I don't, I think it's this macho thing all guys have, that when their ex moves on quicker than them, it's this big macho jealousy that takes over lol – I'll pretend like I have a clue what I'm going on about lol. Anyways thanks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!
Chapter 4
As I put my hand in his, looking into his face, I could tell every decision I had made, was the right one, even the ones that seemed wrong at the time…
Things had never really been the same between me and Guy, since we broke up. I'd love to tell you that it was all his fault, he was the one that forced us to break up, it was him who did this, and it was him who did that, but in all honesty we both played a huge part in it.
We had got together when we were 10 years old, and we were forever on and off, throughout our 4 year relationship. Toward the end, we were a permanent couple, though we regularly had fights and disagreements that would escalate into fights. I suppose the main reason behind it all, was that we both wanted different things from the relationship, things that neither were willing to give, yet neither of us wanted to be the one to break it off with each other. Yes it was true that he had been hitting on Dawn Breaks behind my back, though nothing ever came of it, but you see he didn't know that I knew. So every time I caught him looking toward another girl, I would get all tense and well yeah I suppose jealous, but who wouldn't if they saw their boyfriend hitting on another girl right in front of them. Eventually he started doing it more and more, sometimes I think he did it more to wind me up, but it worked. It got to the point where we couldn't last a day without having at the very least one argument, and it would always be about something trivial like who had said what or who had done that. Then one evening we sat down, and Guy declared that he wanted to end us. Secretly I agreed with him, though at first I tried to persuade him against it, scared I suppose that everything would change, but after about half an hour of coming up with reasons why we should and shouldn't be together, the shouldn'ts out weighed the should's, and we parted, both promising that we would remain friends.
That was one promise neither could keep. We still fought all the time, though there wasn't as much malice and spite in it as before. I think we both had accepted that no matter whether we dated or were just friends we would always argue, it was what we did best. Arguing with Guy had become part of everyday life, and to be honest, it was a part that I didn't really want to lose, I suppose it was what kept our friendship alive as we always made up, 5 minutes after the argument. Though today was very different.
We had started arguing on the ice, it was one of the most brutal arguments we'd ever had, in our whole history of knowing each other. Coach Orion ordered us off the ice, and we began heading that way, until we both gave each other 'I blame you' looks, that set us off once again. That was that, Orion had, had enough of us, separating us and dragging us by the shoulder pads into his office, and almost throwing us inside, before slamming the door behind him. I pulled my helmet off, revealing my sweaty brow and messy hair. Guy did the same as we both scowled at each other, as if to say 'this isn't over', though oddly enough, I knew it would be once Orion had finished with us. Orion sat down in his chair, his arms leaning on his desk and his hands entwined in each other. I stole a look at his face, seeing a cold hard stare, I daren't keep eye contact, so immediately looked away, shamefully. There was nothing said for a few minutes, all you could hear was the steady breathing of Orion and me and Guy trying to catch our breaths back.
"Does either one of you, want to fill me in as to why, two of my players are fighting each other in the middle of my rink". He said slowly, emphasizing the my's.
"Well you see, Guy's jealous because". I began to explain.
"Guy is not jealous, I think you'll find that you started this whole thing". Guy argued. Here we go again I thought, it's all Connie's fault, as usual.
"How the hell did I start this, you were the one that checked me into the boards". I yelped.
"Hold it". Orion silenced us, his voice booming throughout the tiny office space that he called his own. "I don't care who started it, but I'm finishing it, you got that. Now could either of you, tell me why you were fighting in the first place"? He asked. Both our mouths dropped open, trying to get our side heard first. "One at a time though". He was losing his patience and fast.
"I've started dating Adam coach". I said quickly, so as to beat Guy.
"Oh here we go again, everything revolves around little miss Connie". Guy said in a high pitched tone.
"Then why the hell did you check me into the boards the way you did"? I began arguing again.
"We were playing hockey Connie, sometimes you do get checked". He said, talking to me as though I was 5.
"There's more to it than that. Why don't you admit that you hate me and Adam dating each other? You hate the idea that I'm able to move on without you".
"No it's just you making a big deal out of nothing". He retorted, though we were both being a little more civil than we had 5 seconds ago.
"Then why did you storm out last night, when we came and told you guys about us. You obviously have a problem with us going out".
"Why would you two going out bother me? The world doesn't revolve around you, you know". We were just going round and round in circles.
"Right, I think I've heard enough". Orion told us sternly. "You have two choices here, you either sort this out by the next practice, or you're both benched". He continued. "I have never known anyone like you two, all you do is bicker all the time, now I couldn't care less who did what, when and why, what I care about is the way it is affecting the team. Now I'm going to give you 5 minutes, to sort this out, and when I come back, I want it resolved". He got up and headed out.
We sat there in silence, both waiting for the other to start, but both being pig stubborn. I glanced up at Guy, and caught him gazing at me, immediately we both, looked in different directions, not wanting to admit we were looking at each other.
"I'm not jealous of you and Adam". Guy suddenly stated.
"I can't keep doing this Guy. I'm tired of arguing with you all the time. I don't care whether you're jealous or not. I think it would just be best, if I quit the team. If we keep going on like this, we're gonna end up breaking the team up. One of us have to make a sacrifice". I finally said, feeling every bit as defeated as I sounded.
"You can't quit the team"! He sounded shocked.
"Well what do you suggest, we can't play together without arguing, you say left, I say right. At least this way, we aren't breaking the team up, and it's one less thing for us to argue about".
"So, have we sorted everything"? Orion walked back in, before Guy could say anymore.
"Yeah". I said quickly. "I've decided to quit the team. Neither of us can play together without arguing, and we're just breaking the team up". I told him.
"I admire your decision Connie, but surely, this is a little drastic"? He was a little shocked about everything.
"It's the only way to solve this. You want and need a team that can work together, through whatever problems they're having, me and Guy can't do that. It's best for everyone this way". I stood up, ending the conversation.
"Well I'd still like you both to try and resolve whatever it is, and then, when you have, you can rejoin us Connie". He told me as I headed out.
I headed straight for the changing rooms, there was no point in continuing with practice. I have to admit, I didn't want to drop hockey, but it had been evident right from the start, and I knew Guy wouldn't quit. I had made the ultimate sacrifice. When I reached the changing rooms, tears began flowing, I hated everything about this. I quickly changed, but didn't hang around for the guys, I'm sure Guy was quite capable of telling them of my decision. I headed straight back to my dorm, throwing my gear into the back of my closet, out of the way. About half an hour later, Julie came back in, a quizzical expression on her face.
"Why"? She asked.
"Yes, I do believe Y is the 25th letter of alphabet". I tried making light of the situation.
"You know exactly what I mean". Julie replied strictly.
"I don't know Julie. Things just seem to be getting worse between us, today was the worst. And we both know exactly what it would do to the team, one of had to be willing to make a sacrifice".
"But surely, you could have sorted everything out". She seemed more upset than me, about my absence from the team.
"Julie, we've tried, again and again we've tried, until I can't try anymore. I'm tired of arguing with him over stupid little things. It's for the best, trust me. The team will be able to improve now, not having to worry that at any minute, we are going to be at each others throat". I told her. "It's the best thing for us all. I'm not doing this just for me and Guy, I'm doing it, for us all. If Guy can't accept me and Adam, playing with the both of us makes everything 10 times worse, and I don't want to play Adam and Guy against each other".
"But I'm going to miss you, I'm the only girl now". Ah another tactic to try and get me to change my decision.
"I'm not dieing Julie. I'm still going to be around, I'm just not going to be a duck anymore".
Throughout the rest of the day, all the ducks tried different tactics to get me back on the team, but I think they were all coming to terms with the fact that it was better this way, and instead of worrying about getting me back on the team, we began worrying about college applications. I must have sent one to every single top university across the states, see I too was an A student, not in everything but my average was at the very lowest a B+. One evening, I was settling in with Julie for a bit of a girls night in, when there was a knock at the door. Julie jumped up and answered it, I heard her say something, and turned around, to see Julie disappearing out of the door, and Guy stood looking at me, as if in deep thought.
"Oh hey, what's up"? I asked.
"Well, we as in the team, well we've been talking these past few days, and we've decided that we want you to come back". He said, rather sheepishly, as he fidgeted like a school boy about to get 10 strokes.
"We both know that isn't possible Guy". I said, as I began tidying the dorm a little, if anything to distract myself.
"We can put our differences aside, can't we, for the good of the team"?
"We've tried that one before remember, it doesn't work".
"Can't we try again, but this time harder? I hate the idea that you're missing out on the ducks last year of hockey together, just because we can't keep our emotions in check".
"Guy, I know you feel responsible for me quitting, and yeah you are". I laughed a little. "But you aren't fully responsible, it wasn't as though you held a gun to my head and forced me off the team. It was my decision to quit, no-one else's".
"You were right. I was jealous of you, well mainly of Adam. He's lucky enough to have you. I know it was me who started the whole break up thing, and I still think we were right to break up, but it doesn't mean that I just stopped caring about you".
"The same goes Guy. I'll never stop caring about you. You were my first boyfriend and will always be special to me". Finally we were getting down to the real problem.
"Please Con, come back to the team. It isn't the same without you. I promise, I'll back off, and grit my teeth instead of always disagreeing with you". He was almost on his knees pleading.
"I don't know Guy. I don't think anything can change. We've tried one too many times, and all it ends up doing is hurting us, and the others. It's not fair on the team to expect them to put up with our arguing all the time".
"Please Connie, I'm begging you. You have to come back". He got down on his knee's. "I miss you, no-one can argue with me like you can, and I solemnly promise, I'll only play argue with you".
"Now how can a girl say no to that". I smiled, helping him up from the floor, then giving him a quick hug.
"Oh, and would you mind not telling the others I had to beg you". Guy laughed.
"Ok, but you owe me big". I laughed.
Not long after that things more or less got back to normal. I was back on the team, as though nothing had happened. Orion didn't question what was going on, it was as though I had just been ill over the past few practices. As promised, Guy didn't argue with me once, though I didn't exactly make it easy for him the first few times, but then I realized he was true to his word and made it easier for him.
A week or so later, I was sat in my dorm room, proof reading my English paper, when Julie bounded in. I ignored her, expecting it to be another acceptance letter. It was about the time where we were all getting them. I had been accepted to Minnesota state, Wisconsin and Arizona, all great schools but I really wanted to go to either Boston or New York. I was hoping to get in with either an athletic scholarship or an academic one, as I couldn't afford the tuition otherwise. If they didn't I was going to have to decide between Minnesota or Arizona or Wisconsin as they had offered me scholarships. Suddenly Julie was flapping two envelopes under my nose, totally distracting me from what I was doing. I didn't really expect them to be for me, I just thought she was showing me how many she had received.
"There for you"? She looked at me wide eyed, unable to control her excitement.
"Me"? I slowly took them, checking the address just incase.
"What do they say"? She began bounding around, more excited than me.
"This is from Boston state". I told her, ripping open the envelope. "Dear Miss Moreau, I regret to inform you, that we are unable to offer you neither an athletic or academic scholarship for the academic year beginning September 1998". I couldn't read anymore. Julie sat beside me, her arm wrapping around me comfortingly. I felt tears sting my eyes, but they thankfully didn't spill.
"I'm sorry, I know how much you wanted to go there". She said, sympathy etching her voice.
"It's ok. It's not like I haven't got any more great offers". I said, smiling, shaking all disappointment away.
"Whose the other from"? She asked, bringing my attention to the other letter that sat behind the other.
"New York". I read the icon in the corner. "I don't think I'll even bother. If Boston won't take me, New York probably won't". I told her.
"Well you never know". She took the rejection letter from my hands and tossed it in the trash. Her eyes, were burning into me.
I suddenly took a deep breath and tore open the envelope, my hands shaking. I sat and just looked at it for a few minutes, as though I'd eventually be able to see through the envelope. After a few seconds, I passed it to Julie, shaking my head. She slowly pulled the letter out, and opened it.
"Dear Miss Moreau, We are pleased to inform you, that we received your application form, and were very impressed with it. We would be honored if you were to accept our invitation of an athletic and academic scholarship starting in September this year". She read quickly, as though just ripping off a band aid.
"See I told you I wouldn't get in". I said without even thinking about it, as I got up, busying myself to take my mind off the rejection and disappointment that was sure to bring on tears.
"Connie, you're in". She almost whispered.
"I know you're only trying to make me feel better, but it won't"… I stopped upon her words registering. "Did you, did you just say I'm in"? I looked at her, my mouth almost hitting the floor. She nodded emphatically, then jumped up and grabbed me in a hug.
We continued jumping up and down in each others arms, as we both screamed for joy. Suddenly the room door banged open, revealing Ken, Goldberg and Averman holding self defense weapons in the form on the bin, a pillow and a math's text book. Their faces were meaningful, in an attempt to look the macho men part. They stood just like you'd see Charlie's angels stand. Well upon seeing them, me and Julie stood there, arms still wrapped around each other, our faces, looking confused, yet a hint of humor.
"Where are they, we'll rip 'em to shreds". Goldberg said, his voice gone suddenly deep.
"Who"? I asked, slowly letting go of Julie.
"The sex mad maniacs that were just in here a second ago". Averman said, as he glanced suspiciously around the room.
"There isn't anyone in here but us". Julie told them.
"Then why the hell were you screaming like that"? Ken asked, looking a little disappointed that he wouldn't be able to kick some sex maniacs butt.
"Well my dear, dear Kenneth, I have just been accepted to New York State". I started bouncing around, soon joined by them all.
Eventually we bombarded into Charlie's room, which was kind of like our own personal common room. I almost screamed out my good news and we all started bouncing around the room. When we settled down a little, I noticed Adam stood almost in the corner. I could tell by his demeanor that there was something wrong. I slowly made my way across to him, taking his hand in mine and leaving the festivities of the other room behind. We walked hand in hand, silently to the quad where I sat down. Adam remained stood, almost as if to avoid eye contact.
"Adam, what's wrong"? I asked, reaching up and touching his hand.
"Why would you think anything's wrong"? He suddenly became very interested in something that was happening across the other side of campus.
"Because of how you're acting now. Whenever there's anything wrong Adam, you block it out as though it'll automatically disappear. Is it because you haven't received any acceptance letters, because if it is, you'll get loads, just give it ti"… I began.
"I've already accepted a place at Wisconsin". He shook his head.
"Ah, now I get it. It's because I got accepted to New York isn't it"? I asked, but he didn't reply, giving me my answer. "Well, I could always turn the offer down and come to Wisconsin with you"? I offered.
I wonder what she'll do? PLEASE R&R!