Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ducks, sorry kiddos.

A/N: I'm sad to say this, but there's only one more chapter, after this chapter, of Speak, kid left, but the good news goes with that is that there will be a sequel, that you guys have spoken out that you want to have. Thanks for all the reviews you guys! I hope you like this chapter, sorry it's a bit long, and please, keep those motivational reviews coming!

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"All right, Cake-eater!" Jesse whooped, before throwing a pillow in my face.

"You actually did it. You actually freaking did it," Charlie mumbled, with a smirk on his face.

"Banksie, you finally entered the adolescent boy life, enjoy!" Guy said, before punching me in the arm.

I didn't pay attention to anything these three were talking about. It was like their voices were in the back of mind, and they were talking in slow motion. The only thing I was thinking about was Julie Gaffney, and how I much I liked her, and that she actually liked me back. All these new feelings from just one girl, she sure does have potential to rule the male world, with just her personality and looks. Oh, how males would bow to her.

"Hey," Charlie shoved me, and I looked up at them. Now Portman and Fulton were in our dorm, by Charlie's sides, grinning at me. What the hell? When did they get here?

"So dude," Fulton grin was very like a little girl. "You two a couple now, or something?"

And then my infinite grin faded. I didn't think about this for a good two hours. What now? What do me and Julie do now? Are we going out? Should we get to know each other more? What did she want? Oh, how did I get so bad at this whole girl thing?

"I don't know," I mumbled and they all hovered towards me to hear my incoherent whisper.

"What?" Portman asked.

I cleared my throat a little, "I don't know if we are. I don't know. We haven't talked about it."

"She didn't ask you what was going on?" Guy asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Nope."

The guys all made a face.

"What?" I asked, worried, knowing that the, close to disgusted face, was not good at all.

"You should talk to her about it," Jesse suggested.

Charlie, turned me around, and pushed me forward, towards the door, "Do it before the Iceland game." Such a great friend, but always has to be the captain.

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Walking up the staircase, I had this odd feeling in my stomach. It was a different kind of nervousness. It was probably due to that fact that I had no idea what was going to happen. But, the possible thing that could happen is that, Julie wants us to be a couple, and we go separate ways after the Junior Goodwill Games, or she doesn't even want us to go out. Either way, I lose. I lose big time.

When I got to the front door, I stared at the carpet of the hallway. It was dark blue, with stripes of light orange running down for miles. How… creative. Come on Adam; knock on the damn door, already. I swear I have a split personality trying to break through to the surface. All this hidden personality will do is yell at me. So I knocked, knowing that if I didn't, the voice of, let's call him Cake-eater, would just get louder.

I knocked, and I heard the giggle of two girls. It opened to Connie's surprised, then her joyous face.

"I'll leave," She said before I even said anything. I pushed the door a little wider, poking my head through to see Julie lying down on her bed, confused to why Connie rushed out of the door.

"Oh, hey Banks," She smiled, and I grinned. She got up, and stood in front of me. Was I supposed to kiss her? What was I supposed to do? I had no idea. So, I hugged her. "Oh, okay," She said hugging me back. When we released the hug, she asked, "So, what's up?"

"Well," I sat down on Connie's bed, and Julie followed me, sitting next to me. "I was wondering what we were. I mean, yes we are Julie and Adam, but I mean are we Julie and Adam: The blonde hair, blue eyed couple?"

She laughed at this, and then looked at her hands, "I don't know. What do you want us to be?"

I stared at her, "I was hoping you could answer that question."

She fiddled with her thumbs, and I had an urge to just hold her soft hands into mine. So I did, and she smiled, looking up at me. "Well, I like you. You like me. But, do you wanna be a couple?"

"With you," My body felt magnetic, and I moved in towards her, a few inches closer. "Of course."

"So, we are?" She smiled a pointer finger away from me.

"Yeah," I almost leaned in towards her, but found myself pushing myself away from her. "Wait."

"What?" She asked, confused. I swear I'm completely bi-polar these days.

"What happens when we go home? I mean, how can we be a couple? We live so far away. I just don't how we would work if-" I stopped talking, when she took her hand out of mine, and her face looked confused, and a tiny bit hurt.

She stood up, and I followed the motion, "Adam, if you don't wanna be with me, just tell me. If you wanted to be together, then you wouldn't worry about that distance stuff yet." She turned around, almost making her way, out the door.

I stood there a few seconds before Cake-eater screamed, in its loudest voice I've ever heard, to go after her. Preppy, the shy Adam Banks, didn't even hesitate to follow. I grabbed Julie's arm, stepped forward, put my other arm behind her back, and kissed her. She first tightened up, not sure if she was mad enough to not kiss me back. Then, I felt her give in, her weight depending on my arm to hold her up. Her hand was in my hair, and my other arm joined around her back.

Adam and Julie: the blonde hair, blue eyed couple are definitely an official couple. They were kissing at the first place that they literally fell for each other. Only this time, the physical contact they were intertwined in wasn't because of a dropped toothbrush. This is a story to tell the grandchildren.