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Author's Note : Here we go folks. Last chapter!
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I was scared witless about playing street hockey with the Ducks. I didn't know how they'd react. I mean, they hated me, didn't they? Julie told me it'd be OK and I believed her. I trusted her; I'd have done anything she said. Turned out she was right – I was still one of them. Same old Ducks, flying together.
The Charlie arrived.
He noticed me and gave a start, then attempted a smile. In surprise I smiled back. He joined in the game, we were playing together again. He even assisted on a goal I scored. The old first-line magic was back.
As everyone began to disperse he pulled me to one side. He apologised. Charlie – Stubborn, hotheaded, headstrong Charlie – actually apologised for the way he'd acted. I forgave him instantly of course – I wanted things back how they were.
He told me he wished we could be a team again, but the chance to play on Varsity was one not to be missed, and he wouldn't have a problem with it. We'd still be friends, and I could still hang out with the Ducks.
But I didn't want to. I wanted to be a true member of a real team again. I wanted to fly.
I wanted to Orien, and he said he was quite willing to have me back, and he'd talk to Coach Wilson. Before anything could happen, our scholarships came under threat. Coach Bombay saved us, and as we left the room Orien muttered, "welcome back."
I was a Duck again.
Riley came up and said his little piece, but he didn't scare me. I knew we could do it, I knew we could beat them. As a team we could do anything.
We trained. And we trained. And we trained some more. I've never worked harder in my entire life. But I'd never been happier either. We won Orien over – he became one of us, he adapted to the way of the Duck. When he pulled out the Ducks jerseys I almost cried. We were all Ducks again, and we had the shirts to prove it.
The day of the game dawned, and I think we were even more nervous than we had been before the Iceland match. I kissed Julie on the cheek before we took to the ice, and wished her luck. She seemed surprised. I didn't blame her – I was surprised at myself.
The game itself was so tense. I've never played that hard in my life. When it went to 5 on 3 I was terrified, but knew we'd never give up. Especially with Charlie back where he belonged – as our Captain. When I got chosen to play I was shaking, the pressure was immense.
I hate to think what it was like for Julie. Especially when she got caught out of her net. Without thinking, I leapt in front of the goal and deflected the shot. It hurt, but I didn't care. I'd have done anything to protect that net. To protect my team. To protect Julie.
We won. I couldn't believe it. I'd never felt that good in my life. I can't even begin to imagine how Goldberg felt. He'd won us the game. Well, we all had. As a team. We were a team again.
To go from complete ecstasy to abject misery is a pretty rare occurrence. But it happened to me. I turned round, and saw Scooter kiss Julie. She didn't seem to be complaining. My heart broke – I'd been planning on telling her how I felt after the game. But it was too late.
I guess Dwayne is smarter than we give him credit for, because as I was leaving the ice he took my arm and said, "tell her how you feel. She wants you, not that Skitter guy." OK, so maybe not that smart. But his words hit home.
I skated over to Julie. She looked at me, waiting for me to say something. I didn't – I couldn't. There were no words to describe how I felt. So I trusted my instincts. I leant forward, no hesitation, no asking, and kissed her right on the lips.
I was freaking out about what her reaction would be, but I needn't have worried. When I pulled back, Julie – Julie the Cat – Julie the Cat Gaffney – melted. Seriously. She literally melted. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes all dreamy. When I asked her if she wanted to go out later she – get this – giggled. Yes, that's right, Julie the Cat Gaffney GIGGLED.
We arranged to meet up after changing. As I went back to the locker room I was skating on air.
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I'm so happy.
I'm lying on the grass.
I'm lying on the grass in the sunshine.
I'm lying on the grass in the sunshine with Julie Gaffney in my arms.
I feel like singing, but I'm too busy praising the Lord that Orien put me on Varsity.
If he hadn't, I wouldn't be here with Julie.
That guy is SO going to be best man at our wedding.
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Author's Note : Well. That's it. The end!
Thanks to – Meme Ann, CakeEater'sGirly99, banks'-gurl-99, anne918, AussieChic, Banksiesbabe99. beautyqueen321, sassy-4eva and the other people who have reviewed! Every single review was important to me, so thanks guys!
I'm going to go now and leave Adam and Julie to sail off into the sunset.
Don't you just love happy endings!!
Author's Note : Here we go folks. Last chapter!
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I was scared witless about playing street hockey with the Ducks. I didn't know how they'd react. I mean, they hated me, didn't they? Julie told me it'd be OK and I believed her. I trusted her; I'd have done anything she said. Turned out she was right – I was still one of them. Same old Ducks, flying together.
The Charlie arrived.
He noticed me and gave a start, then attempted a smile. In surprise I smiled back. He joined in the game, we were playing together again. He even assisted on a goal I scored. The old first-line magic was back.
As everyone began to disperse he pulled me to one side. He apologised. Charlie – Stubborn, hotheaded, headstrong Charlie – actually apologised for the way he'd acted. I forgave him instantly of course – I wanted things back how they were.
He told me he wished we could be a team again, but the chance to play on Varsity was one not to be missed, and he wouldn't have a problem with it. We'd still be friends, and I could still hang out with the Ducks.
But I didn't want to. I wanted to be a true member of a real team again. I wanted to fly.
I wanted to Orien, and he said he was quite willing to have me back, and he'd talk to Coach Wilson. Before anything could happen, our scholarships came under threat. Coach Bombay saved us, and as we left the room Orien muttered, "welcome back."
I was a Duck again.
Riley came up and said his little piece, but he didn't scare me. I knew we could do it, I knew we could beat them. As a team we could do anything.
We trained. And we trained. And we trained some more. I've never worked harder in my entire life. But I'd never been happier either. We won Orien over – he became one of us, he adapted to the way of the Duck. When he pulled out the Ducks jerseys I almost cried. We were all Ducks again, and we had the shirts to prove it.
The day of the game dawned, and I think we were even more nervous than we had been before the Iceland match. I kissed Julie on the cheek before we took to the ice, and wished her luck. She seemed surprised. I didn't blame her – I was surprised at myself.
The game itself was so tense. I've never played that hard in my life. When it went to 5 on 3 I was terrified, but knew we'd never give up. Especially with Charlie back where he belonged – as our Captain. When I got chosen to play I was shaking, the pressure was immense.
I hate to think what it was like for Julie. Especially when she got caught out of her net. Without thinking, I leapt in front of the goal and deflected the shot. It hurt, but I didn't care. I'd have done anything to protect that net. To protect my team. To protect Julie.
We won. I couldn't believe it. I'd never felt that good in my life. I can't even begin to imagine how Goldberg felt. He'd won us the game. Well, we all had. As a team. We were a team again.
To go from complete ecstasy to abject misery is a pretty rare occurrence. But it happened to me. I turned round, and saw Scooter kiss Julie. She didn't seem to be complaining. My heart broke – I'd been planning on telling her how I felt after the game. But it was too late.
I guess Dwayne is smarter than we give him credit for, because as I was leaving the ice he took my arm and said, "tell her how you feel. She wants you, not that Skitter guy." OK, so maybe not that smart. But his words hit home.
I skated over to Julie. She looked at me, waiting for me to say something. I didn't – I couldn't. There were no words to describe how I felt. So I trusted my instincts. I leant forward, no hesitation, no asking, and kissed her right on the lips.
I was freaking out about what her reaction would be, but I needn't have worried. When I pulled back, Julie – Julie the Cat – Julie the Cat Gaffney – melted. Seriously. She literally melted. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes all dreamy. When I asked her if she wanted to go out later she – get this – giggled. Yes, that's right, Julie the Cat Gaffney GIGGLED.
We arranged to meet up after changing. As I went back to the locker room I was skating on air.
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I'm so happy.
I'm lying on the grass.
I'm lying on the grass in the sunshine.
I'm lying on the grass in the sunshine with Julie Gaffney in my arms.
I feel like singing, but I'm too busy praising the Lord that Orien put me on Varsity.
If he hadn't, I wouldn't be here with Julie.
That guy is SO going to be best man at our wedding.
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Author's Note : Well. That's it. The end!
Thanks to – Meme Ann, CakeEater'sGirly99, banks'-gurl-99, anne918, AussieChic, Banksiesbabe99. beautyqueen321, sassy-4eva and the other people who have reviewed! Every single review was important to me, so thanks guys!
I'm going to go now and leave Adam and Julie to sail off into the sunset.
Don't you just love happy endings!!