Author's Note: Turning Point chapter, hope you guys like it. Sorry about the waiting and all. My new semester starts tomorrow, and I'm writing from my wonderful new single in my beautiful on campus apartment!

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Chapter 11: Picking Sides

"Baby come on," Eric said banging on Caitlin's door, "I said I was sorry, what else do you want from me?" Caitlin sat on the bed hyperventilating. She was supposed to have met Pete in the lobby twenty minutes ago. She was supposed to be having insane sex with a future MBA, instead she was hiding from her stupid townie exboyfriend, who was dumb enough to sell his car to buy a plane ticket.

"Go away Eric!" She shouted.

"Caity," He said, practically cooing, she groaned, why did he have to use that voice? "Come on honey, I love you. Remember at the lake on Memorial day? We promised that we'd have the best summer of our lives? And then you did that thing," She ran over and opened the door.

"I remember the thing," She said, "But you still need to leave."

"Caity," He kissed her. "I'm never gonna find another girl like you, and I know that. I mean, you're the hottest girl in Bangor, maybe in the world, and you were the smartest person at St. Patrick's." She sighed, "I don't deserve you. But I'm hoping you'll still have me."

"Oh Eric," She sighed and kissed him. What had she been thinking? Of course she should be with Eric! He was so sweet and he loved her so much. She didn't even know Pete Banks, not really! I mean he was a great lay and everything but she didn't love him and he certainly didn't love her the way that Eric did. Eric worshipped the ground she walked on. He always had.

"Is everything here OK?" She broke away from Eric to see Pete standing.

"Um," Caitlin swallowed, "Hey Pete, this is Eric."

"Uh huh," Pete nodded.

"Pete's brother is on Julie's team," Caitlin explained. "He's going to BC in the fall."

"Oh so you must hate Caity here," Eric laughed, "Fighting Irish and all."

"Yeah," Pete said, Caitlin looked down, "It's a little complicated, but we've been getting along. We were actually supposed to hang out tonight,"

"Mm," Eric nodded, "As you can see, she's a little busy."

"Maybe the three of us could hang out," Caitlin said, "Go to a movie, or something."

"Nah, I'll just let you get settled in man," Pete said with a shrug, and started to walk away.

"Pete wait," Caitlin followed after him, leaving Eric behind, "Please don't be like this."

"Easy come easy go right," He shrugged. She looked down, "It would have been a great summer though Caitlin."

"I didn't know that Eric was coming," She said, "Honest! He told me it was over, and then he just showed up here. He loves me, and we were really serious back home," He pulled her close and kissed her. Her body melted in his arms. "Oh Pete!"

"Does he kiss you like that?" Pete whispered. She shook her head. "OK then. Why don't we get rid of him, Caity?"

"Don't you call me Caity!" She hit him in the chest. Pete laughed. "Just let me go talk to him." Pete nodded. She walked back over to the room.

"You hooked up with him didn't you?" Eric said. She nodded. "You've been gone about twenty four hours Cait, I knew you were easy but,"

"Don't you dare!" She hissed, "You broke up with me."

"Yeah, and I should have stuck with that," He mumbled. "Now that punk Sullivan has my car."

"Connor will give you your car back," Caitlin rolled her eyes, "I have ways of making him do things."

"I'm not gonna let you," Eric started,

"Oh please, it won't take sex with Connor Sullivan," Caitlin cut him off, "But if he won't sell it back to you, just call me, I promise."

"Your promises don't mean much to me anymore," He shook his head. She looked down. "Have a nice life Caitlin." He walked away. She swallowed, blocking the urge to stop him.

Julie sat next to Adam in a movie theater that they'd found not a far walk from the old Los Angeles Olympic village, where they were being housed. Adam looked at her, he wanted to take her hand, but he wasn't sure if he was supposed to. He had no idea what he was supposed to do. She reached up between them and grabbed her soda. He swallowed.

"Are you OK?" Julie asked looking at him. He was all pale and sweaty, it was sort of weird.

"Yeah," He squeaked, "Um, yeah, I'm fine. I think I just need some air,"

"Great," She nodded, "This movie sucks anyhow." It was Love Story. A Caitlin movie. They stood up and walked outside. "You played well tonight."

"Well, the real challenge comes tomorrow, huh?" He shrugged.

"Iceland," She nodded, "I talked to the coach."

"You did?" Adam looked at her. She nodded. "And?"

"He said I'll get to play eventually," She shrugged, "I don't regret coming anymore though."

"You don't?" Adam smiled.

"Nope," Julie smiled back at him. "I mean, if I hadn't come I never would have met," She froze, she was saying too much, "you guys."

"Sure," He nodded, "I get that." He very gently took her hand. She didn't pull it away and they started walking. It felt nice, sort of new and strange and exciting, but all in a good way, "Um, Julie," He said softly.

"Adam," She raised her eyebrows warily. He leaned down and pressed a clumsy kiss against her lips. She didn't pull away, not even close. She'd never been kissed by a boy before. She doubted any boy had ever even considered kissing her before. She tried to remember what Caitlin did when boys were kissing her and then placed her hands on Adam's neck. He put his on her waist, like he'd seen Pete do. It was like hugging each other but so much better. He parted his lips a little bit and hers moved with him. "Um," She said, feeling his tongue about to poke out and pulling away. She wasn't ready for anyone, least of all this boy she barely knew, to put his tongue in her mouth.

"Yeah," He said softly, "I'm sorry."

"No," She shook her head, "I liked it, a lot actually," She blushed. "You just surprised me, and, and," She swallowed, "No one's ever done that."

"Kissed you?" He said. She nodded, "But how is that possible?" How could he possibly be the first guy to kiss Julie Gaffney, she was just so, kissable. She swallowed, "Can I do it again?"

"Yes," She giggled. He kissed her again. This time more prepared she found herself reflexively kissing him back.

Adam and Julie weren't the only Ducks out of bed after curfew that night. Already both frustrated, after seeing Coach Bombay with the Iceland trainer Fulton and Portman were walking down the street.

"Dude," Fulton said, "I am telling you now turn around." He stopped Portman. But it was too late.

"What the hell?" Portman shouted immediately dashing across the street. Fulton groaned following him. This was not good.

"Dean?" Julie said, immediately pushing Adam away and feeling very very guilty, though she didn't know why. "What are you doing here?" She realized it sounded whiny. He was staring at her, looking so totally heartbroken.

"We wanted ice cream," Fulton said, realizing how childish it would sound. Adam looked at Fulton and shrugged.

"I need to talk to you," Portman grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"Dean what are you doing?" She fumed pulling away from him. Her nostrils were flaring. She looked so angry, still beautiful, but he was a little afraid.

"What are you doing with him?" He said angrily.

"We went to the movies," She said. He frowned. "He kissed me. It's none of your business!" He froze.

"How could you let him kiss you?" He asked still really angry, but now more hurt than anything else.

"Why are you being such a jerk?" She whispered holding back tears, "I thought you'd be happy for me!" She turned around and ran away right into Adam Banks's arms. Portman stalked off.

"What was that about?" Adam asked.

"He's a jerk," Julie said, "I'm sorry."

"Uh, yeah," Adam nodded, but he wasn't so psyched about it. The idea of having Dean Portman on his bad side, it didn't sit well.

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