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 during their sophomore year. Features my OC, Taylor.

(This chapter was Beta-d by Yaaamish)

Shout out's:

Yaaamish: Aloe-Vera juice rocks my socks! It's sort of tangy, but it is delicious. My favorite flavor is Mango-Passion Fruit; it's yummy. The first time I saw it I thought it was going to taste gross, but I was thirsty and bought it. Now I really like it, but it sort of pricey. I have to buy it in a health food store, and my ass is broke. I was craving it when I wrote the last chapter. I'm glad you liked how I wrote Linda. Me no likey her at all. LOL!

Lilee: I'm glad you love the story. Don't worry they don't get drunk. But they might at another point and time. ;).

luvhockeyboys-21n00: Linda so deserves to get her butt kicked! I've always thought that she was a total snob. I fixed the problem. I don't know how I missed it. I read that thing over like a million times. Okay maybe only twice, but yeah it was a silly mistake.

Phoenix Lumen: I'm glad you enjoyed the story. I did fix the mistake. Thank you for pointing it out.

The three teens walked down the street. The gig was being held in an underground café/club. The sound of music was getting louder as they neared a brick building with a sign that said Luna, Café, Sol. They reached the stairwell and Taylor stopped them.

"Listen guys, we got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. So let's not get too smashed. I'm jamming at ten thirty, with or without you."

Portman crossed his arms over his chest "That only gives us two and a half hours! That's bogus!"

Fulton looked at Portman, "She's right dude. We've got to handle our shit tonight. I have to move in at eight a.m. and we have a meeting at ten."

Portman shook his head "Eleven, and that's my final offer."

Fulton looked at Taylor and both nodded their heads in agreement. Portman looked satisfied and led them downstairs. A tall burl guy stood in front of the door. Fulton greeted him.

"Hey Tiny. How's it going?"

"It's all good man. These your friends?"

Fulton nodded, "This is Portman and Taylor."

Tiny looked her up and down making Taylor uncomfortable. Sure, Taylor had done things with guys, but that didn't mean she liked getting unwanted attention. This didn't go unnoticed by Portman who stepped forward. Fulton stopped Portman with one hand, and pushed him towards Taylor.

"Taylor's his girlfriend."

Tiny put his hands up in surrender as Taylor played along wrapping her arm around Dean's waist and slipping her hand into his pocket, much to his delight. Portman wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"No problem, any friend of Fulton is a friend of mine." Tiny said as he opened the door and let them in. Once the door was shut Taylor quickly removed her hand from his pocket and shoving both her hands in her pockets. Portman looked down at her and frowned "Come on babe, you know that felt right."

Taylor glared at him and he quickly dropped his arm from around her.

The really large room was filled with smoke and people. A stage sat in the farthest wall from the door and there were plenty of people in the pit. A large group stood away from the pit, looking up at the band that was playing. The other side of the room had a few couches and armchairs that were sectioned off into small conversation areas. A coat check was next to the main door and the bar was on the opposite side of the room. Fulton took their jackets and handed them to the attendant who gave him a plastic number. Portman led the way to an empty couch. Taylor and Fulton took a seat and he asked them what they wanted; the both of them asked for a Corona. Portman nodded and headed over to the bar.

Fulton was looking around the room when Taylor leaned closer to him.

"Thanks for saving me back there. If it weren't for you I think Tiny would have like, had me pined to the wall with his eyes."

Fulton laughed "No problem."

The two looked at the band from their seats. They were playing a cover of Green Day's Basket Case. Taylor couldn't help but notice how out of sync the band was. The bass player was a few beats behind and the lead guitarist was a few beats ahead. The only two who were playing at the same beat were the drummer, a shaggy red head, and the lead singer who played second guitar. Taylor looked at him. He was the spitting image of Rivers Cuomo. He had the black-framed glasses and same boyish looks. As she was looking at him he scanned the room and his eyes momentarily locked with hers. She smiled and he did the same. The sound of an obviously flat note broke their concentration on each other as the Rivers clone turned and glared at the guitarist. Taylor turned towards the bar to see if Portman had gotten the beers yet, and sure enough he was heading over to them with three beers in his hand. He sat down next to her and passed out the drinks.

"Thanks Portman, I got the next round." Taylor said

"Well, be careful. They are carding everyone. Rumor has it that this place may get raided tonight."

Taylor took a large swig of her beer as Fulton turned to Dean.

"I know there are four exits. The main one, the one next to the restrooms, one that's backstage, and a big sidewalk window inside the coat check."

Portman nodded and the group quietly finished off their drinks. Taylor got up.

"Ready for another round?"

The two nodded, and Fulton looked up "But could you get me a Heineken?"

"Sure," Taylor said before turning to Portman, "what about you?"

"I'll have another Corona."

Taylor nodded and headed over to the bar, where a bunch of people were at the bar. The bartenders were not only serving beers, but they were making cocktails and shooters as well. Taylor looked up at the menu and decided to order a few shooters for her and her friends as well as the beers. She saw that they had a cocktail called the Dallas Stars so she decided to get two of those for Portman and Fulton, and a Green Eyed Blonde for herself.

A shaggy blonde bartender came up to her, "What can I get you"

She looked at him and smiled, "Two Heinekens, two Dallas Stars, a Corona, and a Green eyed blonde."

The bartender smiled and gave her the beers, and prepared the layered drinks. When he was done he handed her the drinks. She paid for the drinks and left him a big tip, and carefully made her way back to her friends. Fulton saw her and stood up. He grabbed the beer bottles, and handed Portman his.

Portman shook his head in disbelief, "I thought you said we should try not to get to smashed?"

Taylor shrugged, "What, you think that these drinks are all mine? The two green and gold ones are for you and Fulton. It's called a Dallas Star."

Fulton took the shot glass, "What's in it?" Taylor looked at it, "I think it's made up of ½ oz. Green Crème de Menthe and 1/2 oz. Goldschlager."

Taylor picked up her drink, "Mine is called a green eyed blonde. My dad used to always make it for an ex-girlfriend of his. It's made with 1/3 oz. Melon liqueur, 1/3 oz. Banana liqueur, and 1/3 oz. Bailey's Irish crème. It's sweet and creamy. It's real good, but they kind of get to you after the third one."

The guys nodded before all three raised their shot glasses and drank from them. Portman and Fulton seemed to like theirs and thanked Taylor as they grabbed their beers.

The band started playing Alkaline Trio's War-brain, and everyone started to get into it. Taylor got up and handed Portman her Heineken, "Hold this for me. I've got to get into that pit."

She rushed over and pushed her way into the pit. It was a lot more humid in there than she expected, but she shrugged it off and began to join in the pushing and shoving. She was next to a lanky looking guy who elbowed her in the ribs, she shoved her weight into him and the guy stumbled out of the pit. The people around her laughed, and she shrugged. She soon got tired of it and pushed her way out of the pit. When she got out she found herself in front of the stage, people around her were jumping around and some were skanking. She looked up at the band and joined in on the dancing around with a group of guys and girls. She cringed when she heard the lead guitarist speeding up. The lead singer rolled his eyes and shook his head. He looked frustrated, and turned to the drummer who also looked irritated. Taylor looked at the bass player who was in his own world and once again offbeat. The lead singer looked at the crowd, Taylor caught his eye again and gave him a sympathetic smile. He looked her up and down. Taylor bit down her lips as her hips moved in rhythm with him and the drummer. The guitar player once again played the wrong note. Taylor glared at him and the lead singer smiled.

The song finally came to an end, "You guys have been great. We're Epson, grab a copy of our demo at the coat check, while we take a short break."

The singer gave her one last long look before heading backstage. Taylor looked at where he had just disappeared to when there was a tap on her shoulder. She turned and saw Fulton and Portman standing next to her, Fulton handed her the beer she'd asked him to hold.

"You can stop drooling now?"

Taylor rolled her eyes, "Ha! Ha! Very funny."

Portman looked at her, "You know he was drooling just as much as you were."

Taylor perked up immediately, "Really?!"

The bash brothers laughed and Fulton patted her on the shoulder, "So you admit you were drooling?"

Taylor was about to answer when there was a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and came face to face with Epson's front man.

"Hey, I'm Peter."

Taylor smiled, "I'm Taylor."

She was about to introduce him to the bash brothers when she noticed that they had disappeared. She turned her attention back to Peter.

"You were awesome out there. But what was up with your guitarist and bassist, bro?"

Peter nodded, "I don't know. But this isn't the first time they fucked up. I think this is Epson's last gig."

Taylor patted him on the back, "It's okay Peter. I think you and your drummer should form another band."

Peter nodded, "That's what's most likely happen." He decided to change the subject.

"I've never seen you around here. Did you just move?"

Taylor nodded and took a swig from her bottle, "Yeah, I'm from California. I'm pitching for Eden's softball team."

"Oh that's cool. Sean, my drummer, and me are juniors at Eden."

Taylor smiled, "That's cool. So, how long have you played the guitar for?"

He stopped and thought about it "About four years. I started when I was 12. So do you play any instruments?"

Taylor nodded and took a sip of her drink, "Yeah I started playing guitar when I was 12. I've been playing for about three years, now."

Peter leaned on the stage, "Well, maybe I can hear you play sometime. Have you ever played in a band?"

"Yeah, we broke up about a month before I came here. I was 2nd guitar and did lead vocals."

Peter rubbed the back of his neck, "You know, if you want we can hang out after we finish our set. I'd like to hear you play, and I'm about to go back on."

Taylor looked at her watch it was 9:40, "Well, I have to be back in the dorms by eleven… so we can hang out for awhile."

Peter nodded, "That sounds good. Just come on back stage when we're done."

"Hey Peter, we're about to go back on." Someone yelled from the door leading up to the stage. Peter turned and nodded, before turning back to her. "Well, I'll see you in a little bit."

Taylor nodded and he walked away, looking back every few minutes.

"Looks like someone has a boyfriend." Portman said

Taylor rolled her eyes, "Shut up."

Fulton wrapped his arm around her, "Portman's just jealous. Don't worry about him."

Taylor and Fulton laughed. Portman was about to reply when shouts were heard, people were running away from the restroom and backstage area.

"Cops" was all that anyone could hear.

She turned to see Peter and Sean run out from backstage. Peter grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the coat check, his guitar in his other hand. Sean, Portman, and Fulton ran behind them. The coat check attendant opened the door and let them in. Peter put his guitar down and climbed onto a table, opening the sidewalk window. Taylor looked at him and he gave her his hand, she took it and he helped her up. She saw Fulton grab their jackets. Peter grabbed his guitar and pushed it out the window before hoisting himself up and out of the window. When he was lying on the sidewalk he turned and grabbed Taylor's hands and pulled her up, as Portman gave her a little boost. Taylor crawled out, but in the process her jeans slid halfway off her butt. Revealing her Victoria's Secret lace boy-short knickers. She heard Portman say "Thank you God," before she finally made it all the way out. She pulled her pants up and helped Portman and Sean out. When it was Fulton's turn he threw their jackets out the window before climbing out of it himself, with their help. Taylor, Fulton, and Portman quickly put on their jackets. The five teens helped a few more people out when suddenly police sirens were heard around them. The group ran towards Eden Hall. When they finally reached the gate Taylor and Portman thanked Peter, and said good-bye to him and Sean. Fulton stayed with them and walked Taylor to her dorm they were all still out of breath.

"That shit was crazy!" Fulton said clutching his sides.

Taylor nodded as she breathed in through her nose before she smacked herself on the forehead, "Damn it!"

Portman looked at her "What? Did you leave something?"

Taylor shook her head and stomped her foot, "I totally forgot to get Peter's number."

Fulton and Portman laughed out loud. Fulton patted her on the back "We nearly got caught by the Pigs, and your worried about some guy's phone number?"

Taylor stuck her tongue out at him, "I guess I'll just have to wait till school starts."

They soon reached her residence hall and she waved at them, before heading inside the building. She quietly climbed up to the second floor and pulled out her keys. When she reached the door to her room she could hear Julie humming along with her radio. Taylor unlocked the door and stepped inside.

Julie put down the book she had been reading and looked at her, noticing how flushed and sweaty she looked.

"What happened to you?"

Taylor threw her keys on her desk, "It's a long story."

Julie shrugged, "I've got plenty of time."

Taylor shrugged and began to tell her about the nights events, as she gathered things for her shower. She ended the tale a few minutes later. Julie didn't know whether to laugh or feel bad. She decided the story was kind of funny and laughed. Taylor looked at her with a deadpan expression, "Gee. Thanks for the support."

Julie shook her head and tried to contain her laughter, "No, it's just that I was thinking it's only your first day here and so much has already happened to you. You almost get into a fight, you were rolling around in the grass with Adam, a rock almost hit you, you had to pretend to be Dean's girlfriend and you moon him, you were almost arrested, and you forgot to get your saviors phone number."

Taylor laughed too, "I just hope everyday isn't this eventful. I'm going to take a shower but when I get back, you have to tell me about your date with Scooter."

Julie nodded and Taylor went to shower. She finished her shower, changed into her pajamas, and brushed her teeth, before returning to her room. She and Julie spent an hour or so talking before they both went to bed.

Hope you guys liked it. ;P