Live your
Life
Chapter 1: Decisions
Story
Notes: Part of the
series The Story of the Mighty Ducks.
Summary:
The high-school
years are over and real life begins. Everyone on the team has to decide what to
do, now when the Ducks are momentarily dissolved. There’s a chance that they
won’t be playing with each other at all anymore, so they have to make their own
individual plans for college next fall.
Rating: PG-13, language.
Warning: Only harsh language (yes, I’ve
learnt a new phrase instead of the usual ‘cursing’).
Timeline:
Summer 2002.
(Un)
Important babbling-notes from Cimmy: I need closure for this series. This is
obviously not it though... Hey, another suggestion; don’t write babbling-notes
when you’re tired as hell. They get so... babbled when you do... (???)
Disclaimer: Disney owns The Mighty Ducks, Roy
MacGregor owns the characters from the Screech Owls-books, and I own my beloved
Swedes.
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Notes: From Guy’s point of view. Italic means thoughts.
Connie sat down next to Guy in the cafeteria. They had decided to meet up with their friends in the First Line there. Charlie, Adam, Travis, Nish, Fred and Cecilia were all late.
“Guess they’re busy, huh?” Connie mumbled.
“Yeah,” Guy nodded. He watched while she spilled out a packet of M&M’s on a napkin and began to divide the red ones from the rest. It struck him that she’d always been doing that, but he had no idea why. They’d been together since fifth grade, known each other since kinder garden, spent every summer together since they were eight, and still he had no idea why she kept separating her red M&M’s like that.
There was no better time to ask about that then now. “Connie?”
“Yeah?”
That was the usual exchange of words when they began a conversation. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” she answered and smiled at him. “What’s up?”
“Why do you keep dividing your M&M’s?” Guy asked her.
“Well, I’m not sure,” giggled Connie. “I’ve been doing that since I was little. I don’t like the red ones as much as the others. Here you go.”
She handed him the red M&M’s as usual. Guy threw them all into his mouth. Connie always gave the red ones for him to eat. They tasted just like the others.
There was a long awkward silence between them. Connie chewed on her un-red M&M’s and Guy was constantly checking the door to see where the others were. He was very nervous. He’d been that for the last couple of weeks.
You’d think he’d be a little relieved now when he didn’t have school to worry about anymore, but he wasn’t. That high-school diploma he’d earned was the reason for his latest dilemma. He still had no idea what he was going to do, now when high school was over. College maybe?
But, what about Connie?
Guy turned to say something to Connie, when Adam decided to show up. “Hey Con, got any candy for me?”
Connie shook her head. “No, I gave Guy the last ones. Buy your own.”
Adam grinned. “Spoken like the true friend you are. Hey, where’s Cee?”
Adam had known Guy and Connie for a lot longer amount of time then he’d known Cecilia and Fred, and still his main wondering was about Cecilia. Not any ‘how are you’, just that question about where his friend Cecilia were. Not anything about Charlie, or even Fred. Just Cecilia.
“Dunno,” Connie answered. “I thought you of all people should know that, you spend more time with her then anyone else.”
Earlier that week, Coach Bombay and Muck had declared the team as dissolved. Since they weren’t their school’s team anymore, they had nowhere to go and no one to play for. They had two months to figure out what to do, before their team got cancelled forever. That meant that if they didn’t know what to do by then, they had nowhere to live.
Coach Bombay had already left for Minnesota, and Muck was back in Canada. Their players were now left to care for themselves, and most of them were running around like chickens with their heads cut off, panicking about how their future will be like.
This made them all very tense and irritated. That was also the reason for their conversations to sound like bitter bickering all the time.
“Hey, I’m just asking,” Adam defended him. “Can’t we just stop moping for a while? It’s getting a bit tired.”
Connie gave him an icy stare. “Well, we can’t all have rich parents and college admissions in piles, can we? You can be how cheerful as you want, but excuse me if I can’t share your excitement. I just want to solve my life, thank you very much.”
“Can’t you think a little bit positive?” Adam asked. “Think on the bright side, we’ve graduated now. No more high-school!”
“Woo-freakin’-hoo then,” Connie said sarcastically. “You can be positive for the both of us.”
“Well, I’m here, you can all stop holding your breath,” Cecilia cheered and walked up to them. “What’s happening?”
“Connie is putting a curse on everyone that’s too cheerfully,” Guy explained. “You’re next in line, Cee.” Guy moved over so she could sit down next to him.
Guy sighed a little. It was unfair that they had their lives pretty much determined. Adam had his money and could attend any college he wanted, so could Fred. Cecilia had her scholarship to UCLA and Sarah had been accepted to five colleges already. They knew what to do. That was so unfair.
“Well, you don’t have to bother, I have my own problems,” Cecilia told him. Her smile faded a little, but she recovered her composure just as fast. Guy was the only one who noticed.
“Yeah? I thought you and Fred had decided what to do already,” Connie said.
“I thought so too, but Fred’s plans is not... well, you can say that they don’t match my opinions. Damn him to change his mind just like that. He even want to go to college now.”
Well, how tragic then. Some people had their issues. When other people were concerned about how to get in to college, those two argued about if they should attend college or not. Unlike those who didn’t have a choice to choose from at all.
“You’re not gonna break up again are you?” Guy asked tiredly. During the four years he’d known Cecilia and Fred, half the time they’d been busy arguing or been broken up. It was beginning to get on his nerves. Okay, so they didn’t have it easy, but to break up after every fight they had was not necessary.
“No, Mr. Whiny. We’re not,” Cecilia replied. “We’re not arguing at all. Just bad-talking each other behind our backs. Like every normal married couple.”
“Besides from the obvious fact that you’re not married,” Connie pointed out.
“Yeah, besides from that,” Cecilia smiled.
She turned her attention to Adam, telling him some stupid story that made them both laugh. Guy tuned them out completely. Why listen, when he knew he’d only be annoyed with them?
“Is she bothering you yet?”
Guy looked up to see Fred standing next to the table. It was actually quite a relief to see him, considering that he was the only sane person around at the time. It had been his job to be the sane one for the last two years now. Everyone else got more spaced out, and Fred became the responsible one. The last you think he’d turn out to be after being the wild one for the first two years on the team.
“Doesn’t she always?” Guy answered with a grin. The troubles just seemed more far away in company with his friends in the First Line. Maybe they could all solve this together?
Probably not, though. This was not fantasyland; this was real life.
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