Sophomore Year Duck Style

I sighed as I watched an unrealistic, overdramatic, horrible acting lifetime movie. In my defense there was nothing else to do besides watch bad soap opera movies. It was Sunday and my parents were out to brunch with some business people that I had never met who were from Germany. And since I couldn't move my shoulder without pain resulting I had camped out myself lazily on my large sofa in my living room watching TV for two days straight, I am pathetic.

I groaned as I heard the doorbell go off and I sighed, and tenderly sat up getting off the sofa and heading to the front door.

"Whoever it is there better be here for a good reason." I grumbled stopping in front of my front door. I unlocked it and opened it and was surprised to see Adam standing there smiling.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked casually and he shrugged simply.

"My parents are out at a charity brunch and I thought you might want some company, was I right or wrong?" He asked looking past me into the empty house and I shrugged.

"Right as always." He laughed and followed me into the house shutting the door behind me.

"So how are you?" he asked as I turned back to him his eyes on my shoulder as I looked down at it and back at him.

"Its fine, I'm not on pain killers anymore which is good, apparently I am really loopy with them." He laughed and followed me into the living room, I retook my position of laying on the couch and he sat at the other end placing my feet in his lap as he looked at the TV confusingly.

"What are you watching?" I turned back to the TV and laughed as it showed some over made up girl running for her life.

"A lifetime movie, yes I know I am pathetic." He nodded and played with my toes absentmindedly and I looked him over. He was dressed in jeans and a long blue sleeve shirt, it looked good on him, it went with his eyes. I was more casual in black sweat pants and a t-shirt with a Might Ducks sweatshirt over. Eden Hall had given the Ducks school sweatshirts after we defeated varsity. On the front it read Eden Hall Mighty Ducks with the Duck logo in the middle and on the back it read Granger and beneath it 26. All the Ducks had one and even Coach had one with the words Coach on the back, he never wore it though. But at least it was better then the lettermen jackets varsity loved wearing.

"Only a little, but I think it's cute." I rolled my eyes and lightly kicked him and he laughed and looked around the empty house.

"So where's your parent?"

"Out with some people from Germany." He nodded in understanding; our parents were always out with various people.

"When are they coming back?" I shrugged carefully.

"Didn't say, probably dinnertime then they have to go to the country club?" He nodded.

"Mine as well; I really wonder why the Ducks want our lifestyle." I nodded; the Ducks were always saying how they wished they lived like us.

"Yeah if only they knew that even though you and I may get the money we barely see our parents." He nodded and continued to play with my feet lightly tickling them and I laughed and he raised an eyebrow at me.

"You're tickling me." I clarified and he nodded and smiled mischievously.

"Ah the mighty Su Granger ticklish, this is very good information I think I shall tell Portman and Fulton about this." My eyes widened, that is just cruel to tell the Bash Brothers that, they'll tickle me every chance they'll get.

"You are an evil man." He laughed and leaned back into the couch.

"Yes well it comes in handy." I rolled my eyes and lightly jabbed him and he shook his head and again looked at my shoulder.

"So can you go to practice tomorrow?" I shook my head sadly.

"No the doctors says that I need to not move it for another two days and then I can go back to hockey, which means I can't go to practice." He nodded and patted my leg lightly.

"It won't be the same without you." I smiled sweetly at him and sat up quickly surprising him as I leaned in and kissed him lightly smiling as I felt his arms go carefully around my waist pulling me closer. He pulled away and smiled resting his forehead on mine. We smiled at each other for along time just sitting there like that till his cell phone went off. He sighed annoyed and I pulled away from him as he reached into one of his pockets and produced his cell phone. He flipped it up and rolled his eyes.

"It's Charlie, should I answer it?" I nodded and smiled.

"You know if you don't he just keep calling you back till you do." He nodded.

"Excellent point, hold on." I nodded and he brought the phone to his ear.

"Hey Charlie." I watched amused as the conversation carried on.

"No I can't help you, I'm busy…no I am not lying! I can't help it if you suck at algebra! Ask Linda for help if you're so confused…what do you mean she called you a lost cause? Oh well Charlie you have to admit you are a bit pushy…in a good way of course." I laughed as I had no idea what was going on. I reached over and took the phone and brought it to my ear as Charlie's voice droned over it in a whining tone.

"You've got to help me Banks! I mean this is all so confusing, what does X stand for? Or W? Why can't they just give you the freakin number? And what the heck is M to the negative third number, you can go into negatives?" I sighed and closed my eyes; of course Charlie wouldn't get this.

"Don't worry Charlie, he'll be there." I snapped the phone shut before Charlie could respond and handed it back to Adam who sulked.

"Great now I have to go and help him! Why did you do that?" I gave him an-are-you-kidding-me type of look and replied.

"Because if you didn't Charlie would be in a bad mood for the rest of the week and would moan and complain about it till someone threatened to kill him, which would most likely be me." Adam smiled slightly and nodded.

"Yeah I get that, but I wanted to spend time with you." He said pouting placing his arms back around me bring me closer as I smirked and grabbed his collar so his lips were only inches away from mine.

"You can…later, now help Charlie." I kissed him quickly backing out of his embrace as he sighed and got off the couch.

"Don't get too bored." He noted and I laughed and said sarcastically.

"Please how can I? I have crappy made for TV movies to comfort me." He laughed and leaned down to kiss my cheek and whispered into my ear.

"See you tomorrow." I nodded and he smiled before departing the living room, I sighed sadly as I heard the front door shut behind him. I looked at the TV and rolled my eyes as I saw some girl making out with some guy. I flicked the TV off and sighed, I am pathetic.

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For the first time in my life I was happy to see Eden Hall. My parents were dropping me off on their way to the country club for some dinner with other rich people such as the Banks. It was 6:30 and we pulled into the parking lot.

"Thanks guys, I'll see you next weekend." I said quickly getting out of the car as my Dad popped the trunk and I grabbed my bag and waved at them as they pulled away. I sighed as I shifted my bag onto my good shoulder and started walking to the dorms. Sunset was occurring and not many students were out and about. I quickly made it to my dorm and climbed up the long stair cases going at an easy pace, my suitcase not weighing me down in the slightest.

Soon I was in front of my door and I looked around for my key and unlocked it and stepped in to find Tracy on her bed painting her nails, she looked up at me quickly before going back to her nails.

"I was hoping you would never come back." She remarked as I shut the door behind me, I smirked slightly and responded.

"Sorry to disappoint no wait I'm not." She rolled her eyes as she blew on her finger nails. I sat on my bed and tenderly rubbed my bruised shoulder, it had been acting better today but it was still killing.

"So are you still like badly hurt?" I looked up surprised at her and shook my head. She sighed loudly and smiled.

"Thank God, I was afraid I would have to take care of you! Can you believe that?"

"Not really, I mean what kind of idiot would believe you could take care of anyone besides yourself?" She glared at me and huffed.

"Whatever, why should I take care of people when I can just pay other people to do that." I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to protest but closed it.

"You know what never mind, we are not having this conversation." She smirked triumphantly.

"Why because you know I'll beat you?" I snorted and laughed at her.

"No we are not continuing this conversation because I know you'll say something dumb and I'll insult you using large words and you'll most likely think I just called you fat."

"You called me fat!" She shrieked and I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Like now." I muttered to myself as she bounded off her bed and ran to the mirror and started looking herself over.

"I am not fat!" She said fiercely glaring at me and I held my hands up in surrender.

"I never said you were." I defended myself and she continued to glare.

"Yes you did, I heard you!" I sighed loudly and shook my head.

"This is why I hate cheerleaders." I said lying down and getting under the covers.

"I am not fat!" She protested and I sighed.

"Right you're not fat now will you turn off the lights and go to sleep?" I asked and she sighed and turned off the lights and headed over to her bed. I smiled gratefully as the room was silent, maybe I'll be able to go to sleep now.

"I am not fat!" Or not, I thought miserably as I yelled exasperated.

"Go to sleep Tracy!"

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I looked out at the smooth ice longingly and sighed pitifully. Varsity had just cleared off of it and the Ducks weren't out yet. Even though I couldn't practice doesn't mean I couldn't watch. I smiled at the banner with the Duck logo on it hanging proudly beneath the scoreboard. My skates were next to me as I rubbed my hands together for warmth. I was in jeans and a long sleeve shirt and a simple hoodie to keep me warm. My hair was up in a messy bun.

"Granger!" I looked up as Coach skated towards me stopping right in front of the boards.

"What are you doing here, you can't practice till Wednesday." I nodded.

"I know, but I thought maybe I could watch, point out some things." He sighed and nodded and saw my skates.

"Ok how about this, you can skate and be my assistant but that's it, no playing!" He said the last part sternly and I smiled widely and nodded.

"Thanks Coach!" I quickly sat down on the bench and tied my skates up and soon was on the ice just as the Ducks emerged, they seemed surprised to see me.

"Su what are you doing here, you can't practice you may hurt yourself." Portman said eyeing my bruised shoulder and I smiled.

"Don't worry guys I won't be practicing, I'm just going to help Coach with the coaching." They all nodded in understanding and went on to do their warm up laps. I skated next to Coach as we watched them whiz on by.

"They're looking good." I remarked as they kept skating and Coach smiled slightly.

"Yes you guys are, you'll be even better when you're back out there." I blushed lightly and shook my head.

"It's not like they need me Coach, if I was tomorrow they would still be a great team." He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow.

"You're right they would still be a good team but they wouldn't be great, I have learned from watching you guys for the past year that you all need each other to succeed. You guys are the best team around because everyone single one of you brings something different to the table and without it the Ducks wouldn't be complete. So don't kid yourself the Ducks need you just as much as you need them." I looked up at him and smiled.

"Thanks Coach." He nodded and patted me on the back lightly before blowing his whistle sharply as the Ducks all halted.

"Let's practice!" I smiled and skated forward, I was on the ice with my Ducks and all was good…for now.

(Please R and R! I do not own the Mighty Ducks!)