𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑦 𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 - 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 - 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 2

Chapter 14

3rd POV...

After the game, when everyone showered, had dinner, and went to bed, Victoria was tossing and turning in her bed, trying to fall asleep. She couldn't stop thinking about Stansson and Marria watching their game against Germany.

Victoria shot up from her bed, not being able to sleep anymore, letting a huff escape her lips. She got up and put on some light wash mom jeans with a white t-shirt that was tucked into her jeans. A pastel pink windbreaker over her white shirt and her special white Hendrix Lacoste sneakers.

Vicki ruffed her hair before grabbing her white Coach wallet with the golden apples on it to match her purse, with her dorm key inside. Quietly climbing on her bed, she unlocked the window and poked her head out to find a way down. To her right was a thin drain pipe and to her left was a giant tree near her window, which some of the branches and leaves extended and covered part of her window. Vicki decided to climb out on to the tree cautiously, making sure she doesn't wake anyone up and most importantly that she didn't fall and break any bones since the drop-down was pretty far and her window was on the second story. Securing herself to the branch, she turned around and slightly closed the window before going down the tree carefully not to ruin her perfect white shoes.

Her shoes made a light flop on the grass when landing on the ground, she then let out a huff of relief and ruffled her hair once again before walking off.

Vicki wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep. The long brunett haired boy was sitting, curled up next to his window on his bottom bunk bed. He stared at the moon trying to help him think of a way to ask out the girl he admired. His mind was blank. His bunk buddy, Amselik (Aaam-see-lee-K), was lightly snoring while his leg half dangled down. The brunett quietly got up and started quietly rummaging around one of his suitcases, which laid on the floor near Olaf Sanderson's bed. He got the biggest bed since he was the biggest player. Olaf was stirring in his sleep, having a dream, he was mumbling to himself.

The brunett pulled out a pair of dark jeans and a dark navy form-fitting shirt and a pair of socks. Standing, looking around the room to see if any of his team members were awake, he took off his Team Iceland t-shirt revealing a toned body. Lightly tanned flat chest, and arm muscles. His arm muscles slightly flexed while he slipped on the shirt.

After he changed, he grabbed his wallet and shoved it in his back pocket with his dorm key inside before he crept to his window and unlocked it slowly before hopping out, landing on the grass outside his window before closing the window slightly and walking away.

The brunett walked the slightly busy sidewalks of Los Angeles, passing happy young couples, envying their happiness with his special girl, "Vicki!" He slightly blurted out, practicing on what to say, he coughed slightly and cleared his throat, "Vicki," He said in a calmer cooler voice, his thick Icelandic accent coming through his English. "Will you go out with me?" He stuck his hand out in front of him slightly while walking down the sidewalk. He sighed and shook his head, giving up, he fixed some strands of hair that were in his face off to the sides before shoving his hands in his pockets, continuing down the sidewalk.

Vicki strolled down the sidewalk, looking at the lights, the people, the shops, and restaurants. Stopping on occasion to pet some cute dogs before going back to walking down the sidewalk.

While walking, she noticed someone familiar. Gunnar Stahl walking towards her, looking slightly at the ground while mumbling to himself, waving his hands in the air. He let out a loud sigh and looked up rolling his eyes. Vicki wanted to say something to him but she remembered what their last encounter was like. Gunnar continued to walk towards Vicki, not noticing her, then he realized she was staring at him as they continued to walk towards each other.