Two years later

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I was sitting in the stands watching dad play for the Waves. He was stuck in the corner. I saw a guy go after him. He was hit in the knee. I ran down the steps and to the door. The medics went out and I followed them. "Dad!" I said waking next to him.

We got off the us in Minneapolis. I was home. I missed it. Hans pulled up and we got in his car and we drove to his house. We slept in the back of the shop. I slept on a couch in the break room and dad slept on one in the skate room. I heard the skate sharpener running. I got up slipped my glasses on and pulled my hair up and walked into the room. "Conway!" I yelled running up to him. He turned the machine off and looked at me. "Cat." He said and hugged me. "Sorry Coach did I wake you?" Charlie asked "No." he said. Then Hans came in with food and we ate. Charlie went home and me and dad talked "Wanna get the team back together?" He asked. "Yeah." I said "Go get em." He said and handed me a duck call. I went and changed into my ducks jersey and skated down to Charlie's. I blew the duck call and he looked out his window. "We're back Charlie!" I yelled and he came running out in skates and his jersey. Then we went to get the team. We reached the park and I heard screams and then I looked it was three hawks tied to a tree "That'll teach them to mess with the ducks." Fulton yelled. I skated over and hugged him."Hey Kitty!" McGill yelled. I walked over and slapped him. "Do it again. It won't end this way." I said. Then skated back to the team with Fulton. Soon we had the whole team. We skated to diner and dad was standing there. We chanted Ducks. Then headed to the rink, after getting our gear of course.

I walked in and I put my uniform bag in my locker and grabbed my skates. I was skating in jeans, a AC DC shirt and a leather jacket. I laced them up and then grabbed my stick and skated out. There was yelling coming from the ice. "Everyone stop!" I yelled and they linked at me. I saw Fulton with fury in his eyes. I skated over to him and saw some guy standing in front of him. "Fulton what's going on?" I asked "This guys being a jerk." He said and pointed to the guy in a Morgan Park jersey. "Ok now who are you?" I asked "Dean Portman." He said "Ok. Listen here Dean Portman this is my team. Fight with them, mess with them, you deal with me." I said "Cat." Fulton said "Oh is this your wittle girlfriend?" Dean asked. "Watch yourself Portman." I said "Bombay! Reed!" Dad said. I turned and looked at dad "Sorry Coach." Fulton said "Sorry Dad." I said. We finished up practice in about two hours. I walked into the locker room and put my skates inside and then grabbed my combat boots and put them on. I walked back outside and sat on the stands. "Cat!" Fulton yelled. "Yes?" I asked "Dean?" He asked "What about Dean?" I asked "Oh I saw the way you looked at him." He said "Yeah me being mad is what you saw." I said and we walked out the door. "Well. If you don't like him then why didn't you go full on Cathrine Bombay?" He asked "Cause dad was there." I said looking at Fulton. "Yeah ok." He said. "Remember we fly out tomorrow. You can sit by me or well anyone." I said "Hmmmm what about me, you and let's see, Dean." He said "FULTON!" Dean yelled from behind us. "Cat." Dean said "Fulton can you hold my jacket if I take it off?" I ask "Um sure." He said. I slipped my jacket off and I had a AC/DC tank top on. "Here ya go." I said and handed it to him. "Cat when did you get that?" Fulton asked. "What this?" I asked pointing to the letters on my back "Um yeah that." He said "When dad got hurt." I said. "What does it say?" Dean asked "Ducks fly together." I said "We said that the year we met." Fulton said. "Yeah. I was trying to keep this hidden but well that didn't go over so well." I said "Clearly." Fulton said "Well I will see you guys at the airport tomorrow." I said and ran up the stairs to my front door. "Cat!" Fulton yelled. I turned and he threw me my jacket. I smiled at them and walked into my house. I went to my room to pack. I got all my posters and stuff in my suitcase then my clothes, shoes and of course my drawing book. I ran down the stairs because I forgot to check the mail. I flipped the mail box open and pulled out another letter from my mother. I looked at the address. LA. That's where we are going tomorrow. I didn't want to read the letter. So I put it on my bed and finished packing. I finished around 11:30 and then went to bed.

We just landed in LA. The only thing I was hoping is that I wouldn't see my mother.
We got to a dorm building and it was nice. I was the only one who got a single. So I had my stereo plugged in and I hung my posters and unpacked. I heard music coming from a few doors down and walked out in short shorts and a black muscle tee. I knew it was Fulton and Dean. I knocked on the door and Dean answered it...shirtless. "Where's Fulton?" I asked and pushed my way into the room to see Fulton sitting on his bed. "I'm gonna go out since curfew isn't til late. You wanna come." I asked "Sure." They both said. I knew if I wanted Fulton to come Dean would too. "Meet me downstairs in 10." I said and walked out. I pulled on a leather jacket and combat boots then braided my hair. I ran down the stairs and met the guys. "And were off." I yelled. We walked down these roads and saw these shops. We sat down at a small ice cream shop to chill. "Cathrine?" Someone said. I turned and saw a women. Brown and blonde hair with blue eyes. "Do I know you?" I asked "Cathrine. I'm
Your mother." She said...

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