Summary: Thoughts of each of the ducks as they left the team.

Author's Note: Hey guys, I'm back. Yeah, I've wanted to write this one for a little bit. Some of them will be longer than others, depending on the character. The Song that will be used throughout the fic is "The New World"from Songs for a New World by Jason Robert Brown.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Ducks, they belong to Disney. Songs for a New World belongs to Jason Robert Brown.

Time To Fly

A new world calls across the ocean
A new world calls across the sky
A new worls whispers in the shadows
Time to fly, time to fly...

Chapter 1 Karp:

It's about one moment
That moment you think you know where you stand
And in that one moment,
The thing that you're sure of slips through your hand...

Sure I liked playing on the ducks, hanging with the guys and that kind of thing, goofing around, but hockey was never as important to me as everyone else. To me it was more about being friends you know? Plus, I wasn't really good enough anyway, just the best players went, to make room for the new kids.

Anyway, to me it was more about having friends and fitting in. And we were all still friends, we still went to school together after all. I missed playing a little bit, but not so much that I really hated being left behind. It would have been pretty cool to go to California and be on TV and stuff though. It's cool though, really. I had a good summer anyway, and it was way fun to watch all of them on TBS.

Ok, so I thought we were all still friends. When they got back to school they all walked around like they were so awesome. Just because they had won something. They still hung out with me, sure, but I always felt like I was missing something, like I wasn't good enough for them. Yeah sure, they had this whole summer without me, but that didn't mean that they had to forget about the people that they left behind. It drove me crazy. Really it did.

And you thought you knew
But you didn't have a clue
That the surface sometimes cracks
To reveal the tracks
To a new world...

A/N So that's a start.