Spunky's Disclaimer: I've chucked every stupid penny I could find into a stupid wishing fountain… and I still don't own the Mighty Ducks! Why oh why is the world so cruel?! I could've invested them in stocks!! Okay back to reality. I don't own the Ducks! Heck I don't even own Taylor Brooklyn, she just kind of made herself at home in my brain. So I decided to use her in this story so she can pay up the five months rent she owes me! LOL!

Taylor Brooklyn Walter: Born and raised in the City of Angels (that's Los Angeles for those of you that don't know). She is 5'5 and has an athletic frame. She has straight chestnut colored hair. Her eyes are green. She is entering Eden Hall to pitch for the Varsity Softball Team. She plays guitar and likes to go against the grain sometimes. Her dad is a director.

Summary: High School has its ups and downs, and it is no exception at Eden. The Ducks are having the time of their life at Eden. Some will find love in unexpected places, make friends, and lend a helping hand. May become a trilogy. I'm horrible at summaries. Takes place sophomore year.

Shout Outs:

Lissie: First off Alexia isn't a Mary Sue (at least at the moment. Who knows what may happen later). I define a Mary Sue as a perfect character. It is far to early in the fanfic to even try to define Alex as a Mary Sue. Second of all Mary Sues have been around since the dawn of writing, yet no one ever criticized them. I do admit some Mary Sue's are overly perfect. But as the story progress's you'll see that Alex is far from perfect. Thanks for the review.

Nottshockeygirl99: Thanks for the review. Yeah Alex was a traitor. LOL. I'm glad you liked that.

Taylor stood in the doorway and looked at the dorm room. It was 2:00 p.m. and she had finished unpacking all her things. The room was your standard dorm room. She was lucky that Julie had been her assigned roommate. They both got along well, and their personalities balanced.

Julie was the somewhat quiet, studious girl. Taylor was the more outgoing, energetic girl. Taylor grabbed her black-rimmed glasses (A.N. Like the ones Rivers Cuomo, the lead singer of Weezer, wears). She grabbed a city guidebook and began to check out what the Minnesota scene was like.

"Let see," Taylor said out loud, "Indoor hockey. Um, there's roller hockey. Peewee hockey games played weekly."

Taylor shook her head and skipped to the music section. Just then Julie burst into the room and jumped onto her own bed.

Taylor put down the guide and looked over at Julie who seemed to be thinking about something.

"Earth to Jules. What are you thinking about?"

Julie flipped onto her back and sighed, "I was just thinking about my family. I miss them."

Taylor nodded "I miss my dad. But I'm not going to miss his stupid new girlfriend."

Julie turned to look at Taylor, raising an eyebrow. "What's wrong with your dad's girlfriend? Is she a bitch or something?"

Taylor looked up at the ceiling "She's a stupid, gold-digging, whore! I hate her and all her stupid model mannerisms." She sat up and unconsciously started squeezing her pillow till her knuckles tuned white.

Julie sat up as well "I get the feeling you don't like her."

Taylor laughed, "I despise her. She's a plastic bimbo who my dad met at the VMA's. I swear ever since she saw him she's wanted to get into his pants, get famous, and steal his money."

Julie looked over at the bitter girl "I hope you don't mind me saying this but it seems like your father knows what he's getting himself into."

"All my father wanted at the beginning was a nice piece of ass. But she brainwashed him." Taylor said bluntly

Julie looked down at the ground uncomfortably, which didn't go unnoticed by Taylor, who visibly relaxed "Listen, I'm sorry I lost my cool. I just, really dislike her."

Julie nodded "It's okay. But you seemed okay with the thought of your dad just wanting a sexual relationship with his 'plastic bimbo.'"

Taylor laughed and shook her head "Sex isn't a big deal."

Julie looked at her incredulously.

Taylor laughed, "I was raised by a parent who strongly believes that you don't have to be in love to have sex. And I believe him. Falling in love is such a tedious process and it's pointless it never lasts. I mean my mom and dad dated for three years before they got married. They divorced two years later and both of them were in and out of a bunch of relationships after that. That is enough proof for me to know that my dad is right."

Julie shook her head "I don't know…"

Taylor cut her off "I'm not trying to preach to you, I'm just expressing my ideas."

Julie looked at the ceiling for a while, before turning back to look at Taylor. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you a virgin?"

Taylor spaced out for a while "No I'm not. I lost it when I was twelve. To a guy who told me he loved me. He made me think I returned his "feelings"

And told me the only way I could prove that I "loved" him was to have sex with him. So I did for about a month. Then he dumped me because his friends found out I was 12 ½ years old."

"How old was he?"

"He was about to be 16."

Julie looked at Taylor with pity, "Was he the only one?"
Taylor shook her head "Pretty soon word spread and about it, and I was hounded by guys. I was portrayed as being promiscuous and being a nymphomaniac. In the past year and a half I've only had sex with two other guys. I hope this doesn't make you think any less of me."

Julie got up and sat next to Taylor "Don't worry, I don't think any less of you."

Taylor smiled "Thanks. Hey, I saw a burger joint a couple of blocks away from here. Why don't we go grab a burger with the guys?"

Julie smiled "I think that's a great idea, I'm starved!"

The two girls got up and left the room in search of the guys.

This chapter seems pointless now, but its purpose will be shown later. Sorry it took so long.