Hellooo! Just so you know this is my first fic so be nice when you review! I don't want to be blamed for flamers burning my house down… that was a cheesy joke but too bad. Ummm disclaimer: I don't own the Ducks… I wish I did but that right belongs to Disney. Whoopdeedoo for Disney! Please RnR!
Chapter 1
"Hey guys! Guys! Wait up!" yelled Connie Moreau as she attempted to sprint to the locker room carrying all her hockey gear.
"Will you slow down? Please?" She voiced an annoyed "grr" as three of her teammates finally stopped and turned around. She knew they were just trying to annoy her and it was working.
"Slow going?' asked Guy Germaine, grinning as Connie caught up to them. Connie glared at her boyfriend. Dean Portman and Fulton Reed just chuckled at them. They did this all the time.
"If you wanted help, Cons, all you needed to do was ask," said Fulton with a smirk. He knew she never asked for help. Connie rolled her eyes at him.
"Fine, be obnoxious. I just won't tell you the latest news that Julie told me that Scooter told her and… you get the picture." She stuck her tongue out at them and started to walk away. The boys ran up behind her.
"Come on, Connie!" urged Portman, "What's the big deal?"
The Ducks are such suckers for gossip, Connie thought.
"Well…" The boys leaned in (which was rather difficult for Portman and Fulton because of their size.) Then Fulton frowned.
"Dude, it's probably something like Rick Riley getting back together with that cheerleader chick Luis got ditched by."
Rick Riley was the Captain of the Eden Hall Varsity Hockey Team and the archrival of the Ducks (Connie, Portman, Fulton, and Guy's team.) The Ducks had gotten scholarships last year and had beaten the Varsity in the JV/Varsity Showdown. Varsity and the Ducks held prank wars but now they usually just ignored each other.
"Nope. This is a bit juicier," replied Connie.
"Will you just spill already," said Portman getting frustrated.
Connie not wanting to deal with frustrated Portman (which would be kinda scary if you ask me) gave in.
"Ok, ok, fine! There is a new girl coming here from D.C. She got a scholarship for the dance team. She'll be in our class. Julie said she went to some other preppy school and did pretty well so no one knows why she's transferring halfway across the country."
"Dance team? Isn't that kinda like the cheerleading squad? Damn, how many preps do ya think this place can hold?" said Fulton.
"I dunno. I guess she'll fit in with the rest of the snobby chicks here then," said Guy. Connie rolled her eyes again.
"Come on, let's get to practice! Orion will kill the Bashes if they are late again."
Connie grinned at Fulton and Portman as they hurried towards the locker room hoping to avoid another detention. Portman was sick of detention. It was the second week of the semester and he had already been in 6 detentions.
"Prepare for death by exhaustion. Yay for boot camp!" grumbled Guy as they entered the locker room.