A/N: Hello again, everyone! ...if anyone is there haha :p Here is the second chapter! Really quick I would like to say thank you times a million trillion to my first (and only) reviewer DeeJeezy! You made my night :-* Enjoy!
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I looked at Adam and laughed before turning to the bed on the left. "This one," I said, pointing at it. "Now come here."
He grabbed me and pushed me back onto the bed, kissing me intensely. "Don't you think we should make the bed first?" I said laughing, out of breath. "And we shouldn't do this now. I don't want to be in a compromising position the first time I meet my roommate. Then she'll think I'm some gross nympho and she's never going to like me!"
Adam laughed. "As if it would even be possible for her to not like you," he said, kissing me again. "But, I understand. We should at least meet the poor girl before we defile her bedroom."
"Have I mentioned lately that I love you?" I asked, smiling and looking straight into his eyes.
"Hmm, well it has been a while..." he joked. "I love you, too, Darce."
Mmmm. Adam. He and I had been each other's first... He wasn't my first kiss, but other than that, first everything. Sometimes I couldn't even believe how much I love him. But, I guess that's what happens when two people are so perfect for each other.
Just then, someone pounded on the door. "Darcy? Are you in there? Open this door right this minute, young lady!" It was Connie. I stood up, straightened my clothes, smoothed Adam's hair a little, and opened the door.
"Sorry! The door must have fell shut," I said sheepishly, before propping it open.
"I'm suuuure that that is exactly what happened," she replied with an accusatory glance at Adam. "Better not be getting fresh, Cake Eater."
Adam laughed again, not thinking about the use of the nickname he used to hate. He was so used to it by now. "Well, I'm thinking that it's time for me to head over to my room. I've got some unpacking to do as well, you know."
I pouted. "Okay, I guess you can go. How about I'll come visit you over there after I make some headway in this?"
"Sounds good. And we can go for a walk or something," he replied. He gave me another quick kiss on the lips, before heading to the door. "See ya later, Con!"
"Bye, Banksie," she said. "Okay. My roommate will be here in a sec. I told her to come over. Speaking of which... where's yours?"
"I don't know! She's not here! I just want to meet her already," I replied frustratedly. "Call Cat! We need to have a catch-up sesh. It's been a while since we were all together." Julie flew down once in the middle of summer and stayed with Connie's family, but since then I hadn't gotten a chance to see her.
"Okay! I think she said she had something important to tell us... hopefully involving a certain enforcer?" Connie said excitedly. Connie and I have been trying to get Julie and Portman together for ages. They're so perfect for each other, but apparently only everyone EXCEPT Julie can see that. She was so stubborn.
"Hmm well they did seem to be chatting awfully close earlier... do you think she would do that and not tell us?"
"Well it's been sooo almost a thing for so long... I hope that that's her secret!" Connie exclaimed. Just then there was a knock on the open door and I saw a tall, red-haired girl standing in the doorway. She was wearing khaki slacks, a pink sweater set, and Mary Jane's. Who ever this girl was, she was in serious need of a makeover.
"Hey, I'm Sara. Connie's roommate. Nice to meet you!" She said friendlily.
I put down the pillow I had been dressing-the finishing touches of making my bed- and shook her hand. "I'm Darcy. It's so nice to meet you, too!" I looked towards my freshly made bed. "Well, this is done. Now I have to begin the impossible task that will be unpacking all of my clothes. Remember how hard it was to get it all home, Con? I think I need to stop shopping."
"I'll help you out, girl. Plus I want to see all the news clothes you have," Connie said. "...so I can steal them all."
I laughed. "Maybe I should just do this on my own..."
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding," she said, "I think everyone wanted to meet up right now, though. Guy just texted me and said to meet at the Duck Blind." The Duck Blind was one of the coffee shops on campus. Over the past few years it became the official hang out spot for the Ducks when we aren't in school. "Do you wanna? We can unpack more later and we'll have a lady-Duck catch-up."
"Yeah, that sounds amazing right now, actually," I said. "Are you coming Sara?" I asked Connie's roommate.
"No, I think I'm gonna have a few friends over to our room to hang out, if that's cool with you, Connie," Sara replied with a smile. "Thanks for the invite though. Maybe some other time?"
"Of course! Come over whenever, maybe we can get to know each other a little better," I said with a smile. "Bye!"
"Let's go, I think everyone's already there," Connie said.
"Yep, Adam just texted me to hurry," I said. "Looks like my roommate won't be coming for a while..."
"She'll be here eventually, Darce, don't worry about it," said Connie, looping her arm with mine as we left the room.
"What if I don't have a roommate? I didn't even think about that. That would be worse than anything," I said. "Speaking of, Sara seems nice! What do you think?"
"Yeah, she's nice. I just don't really think we're going to be very good friends. I don't think we have one thing in common."
"Well, maybe someday we will dress her up and take her out. She has so much untapped potential," I said, daydreaming about what I could do to her. "Now THAT would be fun."
We walked into the coffee shop and saw all the Ducks sitting together in the back, our usual spot. We were a giant cluster, made up of squishy antique chairs, pillows, and tables and hard chairs. This was the spot we had adopted in the middle of our Sophomore year. It was pretty much a given that throughout any point in the day, you could almost always find a Duck here if you needed one.
I squished down next to Julie in one of the huge armchairs, while Connie went and sat at one of the little tables with Guy. Adam, who was sitting on a pillow on the ground, scooted over so he was right by my feet. Charlie was sitting at the front of the group, in another big chair.
"Okay, everyone's here now, right? Coach Orion wanted me to make sure you all knew one thing," Charlie announced to the group. It really was no wonder he was Captain. No one could control us all like he could. "Our first practice is tomorrow after school. The difference is that this year hockey will be on our schedules as our last class. So, pretty much all that means is that practice will start at 2, rather than at 3. Does everyone understand? When you get your schedules tomorrow thats the first thing you should check for. Seventh period hockey. Okay. Converse amongst yourselves."
Seventh period hockey? Damn. We used to have a seventh unscheduled, so we would have a break after school before hockey practice started. I mean, I guess it's a good thing, now we won't be getting out of practice as late so we'll have more time for homework and stuff.
"Hey, I'm gonna go get a coffee, do you want anything?" Adam asked me.
"A passion iced tea with peach, please," I said, reaching for my purse.
"Stop," Adam said, giving me a stern look. He alwayspays for me. Did I mention I have the best boyfriend ever?
"Are you sure? Thanks, honey," I said, giving him a quick peck.
As he walked away, Julie laid her head on my shoulder. "Where do I get one of those?" She said, with a joking glance at Adam standing in line.
"Well, you know, there is a fully available Bash Brother sitting not to far away, all it would take is one tiny move from you..." I replied, sending a significant glance at Portman, who was chatting with Dwayne and Kenny across the cluster.
"I'm just... scared," Julie whispered.
I looked at her. Julie Gaffney? The Cat? One of the best goalies of her age in the country? Scared?Scared of going for a guy? This was unheard of. Maybe, just maybe we were finally getting somewhere.
"Jules, he's crazy about you! He has been! For years! What is there to be scared of?" I questioned, turning to my one of my very best friends to look her in the eye.
"I just... I just really don't want to be hurt again," she replied with a sad look on her face. "I mean, what happened with Scooter..."
I understood now. Even though it was over a year ago, Julie was still hurting over her ex-boyfriend Scooter. They started going out our freshman year, but he broke it off after two years when he headed off to college. Obviously, a break up like that isn't one that you'll forget.
"Julie Marie Gaffney. You are sooo much better than that. Scooter was an idiot and a jerk. You are a beautiful, amazing person and any guy would be lucky to have you! Especially Portman. Look at the way he looks at you! And I see the way you look at him. You're one of my best friends. All I want is for you to be happy."
Just then, Adam came back with the drinks. Peerrrfect timing. And yes, that was sarcasm. We were just about to get somewhere. I shot him a look, but he must have missed it. "Hey guys!" he said, ever so cheerful. "What'd I miss?"
"Excuse me for a sec," Julie said. She looked like she was about to cry as she rushed from the room.
"Dang it, Adam!" I said. "I should probably go after her, hold on a second-"
"No, it's okay, DJ, I got it," Portman said, coming out of nowhere and surprising me. "I'll go find her." With that he left, rushing off the same way that Julie had just gone.
"Actually, I probably couldn't have planned that better myself!" I said, turning back to Adam and grabbing my drink from his hand. "Thanks babe!" He was still standing there with a confused look on his face.
"Umm... okay, well I missed something," he said, sitting down in the seat that Julie had just vacated.
"Cat and Portman. I bet you anything they're in a relationship by the end of this week, if not by the end of today!" I said, snuggling into his shoulder. "And actually, it might have to do with the fact that you're the best boyfriend ever and everyone wants one just like you." I looked up and smiled at him, then took a sip of my drink. "How's the unpacking going?"
"Good!" he said. "Almost done. And you?"
"Uhhh, well, my bed is made!" I said sheepishly.
He laughed, then leaned down and kissed my nose. "Well, that's a start!"
Right then, an all-too familiar voice came from behind us. "Hey, Adam," she said, in what was obviously supposed to be a sexy voice. "Oh, hi, Darcy." As if she didn't see me here. I was practically in his lap. What a skank.
It was Rebecca Thompson. She has been trying to steal Adam from me ever since Freshman year, and it was seriously old by now.
I knew when I started dating Adam that it was going to be hard, because he's, to put it in basic terms, gorgeous. I knew that tons of other girls in the school would love to go out with him. And at first I did get a lot of dirty looks from girls who wished they could be in my shoes. But, seriously, it's been three years. Obviously we aren't breaking up anytime soon. Everyone else has pretty much accepted that. Except Rebecca Thompson. She is still doing everything in her power to break us up. As if Adam would want her anyway. But I would never give her that satisfaction.
"What do you want, Thompson?" I said angrily. It took a lot to get me really angry. However Rebecca Thompson could do it in five seconds flat.
"I'm just in here to get some coffee, chill out Conway," she said, with a little smirk on her face. "How was your summer, Adam?" she purred. "You look great."
"Oh, um, it was good, thanks," he said.
"That's awesome," she replied, way too enthusiastically for the emotionless answer he gave. "Well, I'll probably see you guys in class tomorrow, odds are we'll have one or two together!"
Once she was out of sight, I released the breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. "Ugh. I have no idea what it is about that girl. She gets under my skin."
"That's because you let her. She has nothing on you," Adam, always the sweetheart, replied. "I love you. That girl will never mean anything to me. You mean everything to me."
Awww. This chair must possess some sort of magic power; you have to have an intense conversation with the person you were sitting with? I smiled up at him. "I love you so much. You always know just what to say." He hugged me tighter.
After we broke apart a little bit, I looked around. We had been so involved in our little world that I didn't even notice that about half the group was gone. "Where did everyone go?" I asked Charlie.
"Well, I think everyone was feeling a little nauseous after watching your little exchange over there..." he replied, pretending to be sick.
"Ha ha. You are so funny. Seriously though."
"Just kidding, Darce, sheesh. I think everyone just wants to finish unpacking."
"I really probably should too. It sounds pretty miserable right now though," I said, frowning and hiding my face in Adam's shoulder.
I stood up and shot Adam a hopeful expression. "Help me?" I said, in the most angelic voice I could muster.
He groaned. "Help you put all your clothes away? As exciting as that sounds..." I pouted. "Fine!" he said. "But you have to come with me to my room first. I need to get my laptop if I'm going to be there for a while."
"Okay!" I said happily. "Bye everyone! See you tomorrow!"
Everyone chorused their goodbyes, Connie and Charlie both saying they would drop by my room later. Adam and I walked to his room, hand in hand. "I figure if my roommate isn't here by the time we get there, then she probably isn't coming tonight." I said as we reached Adam's room.
"Maybe not. She'll be here by tomorrow though, I'm sure of it." He said as he took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door.
"I sure hope s-oh my god!"
It was Portman and Jules! On his bed! Making out as if they never needed to breathe again! Of course we chose this most inopportune moment to interrupt. It looks like they were just about to do the nasty!
Adam and I stood there frozen for a moment. At my shout Julie and Portman looked up, screamed, and hurried to get into a less compromising position. "We're so sorry!" I said. "Continue! Forget we were here! Jules, you better come by my room later! Again, so sorry!"
Adam ran in without looking at them, grabbed his laptop off his desk, and hurried out the door with a quick "sorry!" aimed their way. We shut the door and looked at each other. I must say, Adam looked a little scarred.
I tried to hold in my laugh, but one look at Adam's face and it all spilled out. "Oh my god, your face!" I said. "I can't believe it! I'm so happy for them! I have to tell Connie!"
"Oh my god. I so was not expecting that," he said, still looking a little dazed. "I guess me and Port are gonna have to work out some kind of system, to prevent more happenings like this one." Adam looked at me again and let out a laugh. "I guess that was pretty funny."
"So, does this mean I get you for the whole evening? You can't go back there anytime soon," I said with a mischievous smirk.
"Very true," he said, wrapping his arm back around my waist.
We made it to my door. I slowly took out my key, put it in the hole, and turned. I paused before pushing the door open, only to see that the room was... empty. Once again. How anticlimactic.
"Well, I'm assuming that this means I get the room to myself for the night. Get off the bed, Banks," I said in a mock-strict voice, throwing a dress at his face. "We've got work to do."
A/N: Hip hip hooray! Another chapter down! Tell me what you think! Pleeease it would make my life so much more enjoyable. Cuz then I would know that I'm not some weirdo who sits in my room and just writes stories that no one will ever read. I would even appreciate a ":(" or perhaps even a "u suk." I already decided that I'm going to keep writing this story. Soo... if you like it... keep reading. Well, dats enuff o dis. Love you! ~*kiss*~ JaneeDohh