Disclaimer : I don't own the Ducks or Disney…. I own the piano, son

I wanted black nail polish…. But nooo…. And it's such a coincidence! I'm watching the Mighty Ducks… whoa…

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Blue Burns Orange

And I've been waiting for so long

To hold you in my arms

Embrace forever my sweet girl

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Two months have passed by so quickly. The out-of-state of ducks went back to their hometowns. And it was time for Adam to move into the dorms. So was Julie.

Adam's PoV

Gosh… I can't believe it. The ducks aren't going to be in my life every single day at every single second. This totally sucks. I'm going to Princeton. I highly doubt that the other ducks are going to go there. That's where my nicknames come in : "rich boy / cake-eater". I never really liked rich boy.

I'm moving into the dorms today. I said good-bye to my family and friends. I didn't tell my fellow ducks because… I was scared. Scared of seeing them cry and even hating me. 'Cause I'm "rich boy". Anyways, as I got to the campus, I took in all my surroundings. This is some college. I see people who probably are sophies, juniors, or seniors either just walking around with people, sitting down talking with people, jogging, and blah blah blah blah. I could be doing that with MY people.

I went into the office and got assigned to my dorm building. Then the dude gave me a map. Like I need a map… psh. I went outside and looked at the map. Okay…. So I need the damn thing. I walked not that far. It's conveniently near the office and the school, and to the outside world. I was on the first floor. I think the dude at the office told me something about a law being girls and guys on separate floors.

I was walking until I bumped into somebody. (I make it sooo.. cheesy.. and so… original…) I muttered sorry before the person grabbed my shoulder.

"Yo, what the fu-" I started to say before I saw the person in front of me. "Funny it is to bump into you here at this very moment."

"I'm guessing that you're so glad to see me, Adam Banks," Julie said. "Wash that mouth. There are children around here."

"Who? I don't see any kids half or less of my height running around here."

"Well, there's that kid over there with his big brother, and that baby being held by… what looks like a teenage mom…"

"They're not in hearing distance, Julie."

"Some people could hear you a smack you."

"Are you staying in this oh-so lovely building?" I said changing the subject.

"Yes. I'm on the fourth floor. I'm guessing you're on one of the odd numbered floors."

"Yep… this is going to be heck of a year."

We looked at the building, took a deep breath and walked in. I went on my floor she went on hers. After I finished unpacking, and settled in, I went outside and waited for Julie. I had a feeling she would come out.

"Jules," I called out.

"What's up?" She replied.

"Want to walk around campus? See what "lies beyond our wildest dreams"?

"Sure, but we have to get coffee. I need my caffeine."

So we walked around the campus. Heck, I was getting nervous. I'm spending time with the "love of my life". Least I'm not sweating or blushing or hyperventilating. That's just crazy. Doesn't seem Adamish. But there were couples making out, holding hands. Just raises the tension. At least we kept a steady conversation. Just a normal between friends. Friends. I wish we were more. I have chance, don't I?

It was getting late and we headed back to our dorm. It was pretty quiet, and it was getting pretty uncomfortable.

"Do you think the others are missing us?" Julie finally asked.

"Of course. They should be," I answered.

"It's just… not normal for them to be NOT here."

"Well, we had to split up sometime soon."

We got to our dorm and we just stood there facing each other.

"I just wish things were normal. I want everybody to be here," Julie's voice was breaking up.

"Come on, Jules. Don't cry. At least I'm here."

I took her into my arms and just held her. She grabbed my shirt and cried into it. I just wish this moment would last forever. I've always wanted to know the feeling to hold her. But we're friends. Just friends. I just can't jump in and be her boyfriend. I need to be her friend. I held her even more closer. I was about to let go when she stopped me.

"Don't. Just a little longer," she said.

And so I did.

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poop :D