Author's Note: Happy 4th everyone! I'm working sadly, boo retail! But I wrote this chapter last night, finished it up this morning. Give me something nice to come home to please! In the shape of reviews if you don't mind.

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Chapter 10

I've got boatloads of questions about last night, so let's just jump right into them shall we?

QC: Seriously, who are you? I mean, I heard someone say that you're one of the Ducks' old teammates. Is that it?

A: No, I'm not. Really, don't bother trying to guess.

QC: My ex boyfriend has been taken hostage by a super slut. When I broke up with him, I thought it would be the right thing to do, but now I'm having regrets. I'm not sure what to do.

A: Ever considered not breaking up with someone you still love? That's just my thoughts on the subject. Or go out and find someone new. Trust me, it'll work.

Luis lay on his bed, tossing a rubber ball up in the air. He thought he would have been happier when Connie and Guy broke up, but he also thought that Connie would be the one to do the breaking up, or that she'd mark the event by having outrageously hot sex with him again, not by crying for six hours. There was a knock. He opened it.

"Hey," He smiled at her.

"Hey," She whispered, "Can I come in?" He nodded and she walked in. "I'm sorry, about last night it was sort of a shock."

"Was it really?" He looked at her. She sighed. "OK, fine, but Connie," She shook her head. "OK," He stopped.

"I screwed up," She said softly.

"You slept with me," He nodded, "I know."

"No," She shook her head, "I slept with you while I was still with him." She swallowed, "I want you, if you'll still have me."

"You know I'm not a boyfriend guy right?" He said, she swallowed, "I mean, I've tried it, I'm just not."

"I know," She nodded, "But I've had a boyfriend, for a little too long actually, so maybe it's time for a change." He kissed her. "Is that all you got?" She giggled.

"No way," He smiled as they dropped back onto his bed.

"Mm, Dean," Julie whimpered, pushing him away as he kissed down her neck. All they did was have sex, to be honest, she wanted more than that.

"What's wrong babe?" He asked and kissed her, "God, you're hot."

"Dean, come on," She sighed. "We never talk anymore."

"Because other things are so much more fun than talking, Jules," He laughed and kissed her. She pushed him away, "Jeez!" He sighed, "Fine, what do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know," She shrugged, "What did we used to talk about?" It's only been a week kids, have you forgotten already?

"Being pissed at your boyfriend," He shrugged, "Um, why your boyfriend was such a horn dog," He groaned, "Hockey, and you talked about other things but I was mostly thinking about what you looked like naked."

"Wow," She nodded, "Thanks for the honesty I guess." He laughed, "I just don't want it to be all about sex."

"It's not," He laughed. "But it's a little about sex." They kissed again.

"Do we have to?" She asked. He smiled. "I mean, we don't have to all the time right?"

"Nah," He sighed, "But get out so I can um, deal with a certain situation."

"You're gross," She shook her head and stood up.

"It's only been you for years babe, I promise," He laughed. "Pretty much since I started actually."

"I'm not sure whether that's sweet or creepy," She tilted her head to the side. "I'm taking it as sweet though." She walked outside to the hallway.

"Hi Julie!" Tammy smiled and waved. She'd improved considerably. Julie knew that in theory she was supposed to hate Tammy. But the thing was, Tammy was so well, nice, it was hard to hate her in practice.

"Hey," Julie said, "If a guy tells you he thinks about you when he's jerking off is that sweet or creepy?"

"Um, if a boy tells you that you're way too close," Tammy made a face. "Portman?" Julie nodded. "Figures. Look, are you busy?"

"Not really," Julie shrugged.

"Cool," Tammy smiled, "We're going shopping!"

"Um cool?" Julie said. Shopping with Tammy Duncan. Bring your own crop top?

Annie sat on a bench staring at a book in front of her. She wasn't actually reading. She was actually trying to piece together that night before. Adam, Adam's bedroom, back to the party, which was where things got fuzzy. She remembered Adam etting away by his brother to meet some people, and the Ducks promising to take care of her, then there was nothing, blankness.

"Hey," Adam appeared as is from nowhere. "You were gone before I woke up," Which means they hadn't slept in the same bed. She swallowed. "How are you feeling? I brought you orange juice. Vitamin C is good for a hangover."

"Adam," She looked at him, "I think I have to apologize." He laughed. "I was very bad last night wasn't I?"

"You were fine," H whispered, sitting down and taking her hand, "I already chewed the guys out for not taking better care of you. Besides, it's not every day that a guy gets an offer like the one you gave me last night." Then all of a sudden everything came flooding back, "Ah, there it is." He smiled at the way her eyes had suddenly gotten really big.

"You didn't take me up on it did you?" She asked panicked. Good girl, though she was, she did want to remember the first time she had sex, thank you very much.

"You were drunk," He shrugged, "There are rules about that." She smiled shyly, "But it was tempting."

"It was quite a first date," She laughed, "What do you say we try again. Something more conventional, like dinner and a movie?"

"Good plan," He nodded, "Is tonight OK?"

"Noo," She shook her head, "You have a geometry test on Monday. We have to study!"

"Is you still tutoring me some kind of conflict of interest?" He squirmed trying to get out of his math homework.

"Nope," She kissed him and stood up, "I just have a better rewards system now."

Spotted:

Cat and Skate Skank trying on every outfit in The Mall of America. Slow down girls, you still have three years together.

Speedster and Ex girl half holding hands walking to dinner. Isn't that sweet?

Bashes basking in afterglow. What are they going to do with all of that testosterone? Honestly!

Captain sitting on a bench contemplating something or other. We hear he likes to do this. He looks just as cute brooding as he does any other time. So it's fine with me!

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