You had liked Dwayne since the moment you met him. The way his cowboy hat and matching accent, stood out in a crowd. The way in a sea full of little boys he was a gentleman. You ran into him on the first day of school at Eden hall and you were instantly in love and you could get used to the neck problems from having to look up at him constantly.

When you figured out that he was on the J.V. hockey team, you knew this year would be interesting as, you had knowledge of the Varsity teams hatred towards them for really no reason. You guys grew closer and you got to know of his family and his life back in Texas while you told him about your contrasting life in Minnesota.

Today was the Jv-varsity showdown and you sat in the stands biting your nails seeing the way the ducks were being pummeled on the ice, hoping that Dwayne would be ok. The game continued on with no points won till it was the third period.

You saw the ducks walk back on the ice with some new player that you'd never seen before, though they seemed to know him. Whoever he was he seemed to give varsity a taste of their own medicine. They last period continued and with three people on the ice the ducks had managed to win- wait the ducks won! so you...