PORTMAN'S POV
"Hey bro!" my buddy Fulton thumped me on the shoulder in greeting.
Why we did that I'll never know but hey its fun and 'manly'!
I just grinned at him in acknowledgement. Now that practice was over and it was no secret that we always did our homework at the breakfast table, we had the entire evening free to do whatever.
"So have you figured out what's eating Julie yet?" he asked me and the question dampened my mood slightly.
"Nope and I have no idea what I've done to Connie. You'd think that she'd be happy with all of us now she's with Averman but noooo, she's happy with everyone BUT ME!" I said feeling more annoyed about it by the second.
Normally when the girls get mad at me it's because of something I've done or said and usually I don't mind cos I do deserve it. But this time it's different. I have no clue what I've said or done to make them ignore me for almost a week now and it seems that no one else knows either.
"Hey Bashes! We're gonna hook up Guitar Hero in Luis' room, you guys up for it?" Charlie asked with a grin as he passed us. He knew we weren't about to miss out on such an awesome game.
"I vote for Cowboys From Hell!" Fulton yelled.
"No way man, SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION!" I yelled even louder making several stray students in the hallways turn to stare at us.
"Cowboys!" Fulton argued.
"Symphony!" I argued back.
"Pantera!" Fulton replied shoving me.
"Megadeth!" I replied shoving him back.
"GUYS CUT IT OUT!" Charlie looked like he was babysitting three year olds.
"Yeah guys chill. Fulton can play Pantera with Charlie and I'll play Megadeth with Portman" Guy offered.
"Alright" Fulton pouted.
"Whatever dude, Germaine you'd better not suck" I replied feeling a little bummed I wont get to play with Fulton on the Playstation guitar. We normally pretended we were in a metal band and the Ducks were our 'crowd'.
"So are Connie and Julie gonna play groupies?" Fulton asked with a grin.
"Doubt it, they went off with Dwayne, Russ and Averman to get icecream. Plus they're not talking to Portman" Charlie reported.
"Yeah why is that?" Guy asked pausing to scratch his nose.
I stopped myself from laughing out loud when he winced in pain.
See I'm getting better! I can control myself from laughing at someone else's misfortune.
Although after Fulton and I had heard Connie broke Guy's nose we immediately went back to the dorm and laughed for a solid hour straight. It was hilarious to think that tiny little Connie took a pretty good swing at her ex-boyfriend.
This was the same tiny little Connie I happened to be checking out by complete accident and am never ever going to admit that out loud.
Of course to complete the weirdest week from hell the entire team finds out that Connie and Averman are a couple. Since when did Averman get the hot girls? Since when did Averman get any girls?
I was honestly under the impression that Averman didn't know the female life form existed. I seriously didn't know he even thought of Connie as a girl. I guess that shows me then huh!
Maybe I can scare him into telling me what the fuck is wrong with his chick and her psycho goalie friend. No Jules isn't psycho, she's really kinda perfect when you think about it.
No, no, no Portman the Catlady ain't the girl for you. She's more Cake Eater's type of borderline preppy girl who's way into hockey.
Oh great I can just see it now, all of these perfect little Gaffney/Banks kids with their blond hair and blue eyes.
Suddenly I feel like puking.
Until I picture the little Moreau/Averman kids with brown hair and glasses and immediately burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" Fulton brought me back to reality.
"Moreau/Averman babies" I said earning myself several blank looks.
"Oh come on, its pretty damn funny, Connie's hair on Averman's face" I explain a little further.
Fulton's the first one to get it. Followed by Charlie.
Guy still remains silent.
"For crying out fucking loud Germaine, you have a hot chick of your own. Let it go already" I slap the boy on the shoulder.
"Whatever man, lets go play some Playstation" Guy wasn't convinced.
We were nearing Luis' dorm room and could hear a very awful version of "I love Rock & Roll" from down the hall.
"Goldberg still hasn't figured out the keys" Fulton commented cringing.
"Guess not" Charlie agreed.
We all turned to stare at Guy in puzzlement as he starts laughing hysterically.
"Oh come on Germaine, Goldberg's playing isn't that bad" Fulton stood up for the 2nd string goalie.
"No its not that, Moreau/Averman babies. Good one Portman" Guy had finally seen the funny side of things.
"Oookay" Fulton said opening the door to Luis' room where we were greeting by a flustered Goldberg trying frantically to move his fingers in time with the fret board on the screen.
"I just can't get it!" he cried out in frustration.
"Relax Goldie, keep practising you'll get it eventually" Charlie comforted his long-time friend.
"Easy for you to say" Goldie grumbled but nevertheless handed the guitar over.
Guy and I immediately lunge at the opportunity to go first.
"Prepare to be blown away!" I yell in Fulton's face.
"Too late Portman, Connie and Averman have already blown us away" Luis replied.
"Guys can we please concentrate on the task at hand here?" Guy looked agitated.
"Yeah, lets make a little wager on it" Fulton had the mischievous smirk on his face.
As the boys sorted out the finer details of the bet that I knew I would win I thought about ways I could make things right with Julie.
"Come on Portman get into the game!" Guy scolded me.
I realised that we were about to begin.
I'd better concentrate if I were going to win. I'd need the extra cash to win Julie's friendship back.