AN: Hey all, this is my attempt at a Rocket Power fic. It's a Twister/Reggie fic, don't be confused by the small Trent/Reggie in here. The ages for the guys here are Otto, Sam and Twister - 16. Reggie - 17. Please don't forget to review! :)

"Go Otto! Go Otto! It's your birthday! It's your birthday!" Reggie, Twister and Sam all shouted, doing their signature celebratory dance, as Otto emerged from the water. He was competing for a spot in the California Surf Spectacular, if he managed the get through it would mean 3 weeks in San Diego for the contest, all expenses paid, and a chance to prove he had what it took to be a pro surfer. At the moment, Otto liked his chances and he was sure he and Trish would be going to represent Ocean Shores.

Otto shock back his dread locks, which came past his shoulders now, and made his way over to his friends. "You nailed it, Otto!" Reggie told him excitedly, throwing her arms around his soaked form. Otto grinned down at his sister and put an arm around her, she was so much shorter than him now. A lot had changed since the days of their youth, Otto was now 6'1", towering over his sisters 5'6", his taut body was hard and muscular, Reggie occasionally referred to him as Herculean. Much like Reggie, Otto had a beautiful tan from the hours they spent in the sun.

Reggie was now the shortest member of their group, Sam having grown past her in the last year. Her hair was still quite short, coming just below her jaw line. Her slender, womanly, physique turned a few heads these days, but she hardly took any notice, to busy having fun with her friends or editing her Zine.

Otto looked up from his sister and his eyes found Twister, who grinned and held out the hand that wasn't holding his TwistCam for a woogie. Otto obliged, returning his best bro's grin. Twister was definitely the tallest of the four, coming to 6'3". He still wore a hat, not the same one because it had become to ratty and he had had to find a replacement, but his hair had grown out and stuck out from underneath. Twister's body wasn't as large as Otto's, he was leaner, more toned than outright muscled.

"Great job, Otto-man," Sammy said from next to Twister, as Reggie finally released her grip on his waist. Sam was a surprise, he had probably changed the most. He now stood at 5'10" and through his growth spurt had lost his weight, now he was almost as well built as Twister or Otto, though slightly stocky. His blond hair had grown out as well, he kept it messy, often running his hand through it to create a ruffled effect. The only thing unchanged about Sam was his grades, he was still a brainiac.

"Let's go get your score," Reggie rushed, taking Otto's hand and dragging him towards the judges area. Twister and Sam met eyes and shared a small grin at Reggie's excitement as they followed, she was more excited than Otto.

Otto allowed his sister to pull him over to the judges, allowed her to hold his hand until two "9"s and a "10" were displayed, and allowed her to jump on him and squeal with excitement when it was confirmed that he had the highest score for the boys. Reggie had grown more affectionate with Otto, Twister and Sammy, she treated them all equally as siblings. "Reggie, relax," Otto laughed, "there's still two more guys to go, I could get knocked out yet."

Reggie released him and looked up at him incredulously before punching him in the chest. "Otto!" she snapped, "you know you've got this!"

Otto just laughed and pushed her lightly. "Where's Raymundo and Noelani?" he asked, looking around at the spectators.

"They're coming over," Twister said, pointing out the approaching couple.

"Well done, Otto," Noelani exclaimed, once they had reached the group, giving him a congratulatory hug. "Your mother would be very proud."

"Thanks, Noelani," Otto grinned, as Raymundo gave him a pat on the back.

"San Diego, huh?" Ray grinned, raising his eyebrows at his son.

"Not for sure yet," Otto replied, casting a sideways glance at his sister, who glowered at him.

"It's not even a question, Otto-man," Twister laughed, holding Reggie's hand back as she went to hit Otto again. "You've got this."

"Yeah, I know," Otto replied confidently, grinning. "Especially since Trent already wiped out."

"Did you see him beef it?" Twister laughed, holding up his TwistCam. "I got it on camera!"

"Mad," Otto exclaimed, his eyes dancing with amusement. "Speaking of beefing it, looks like this guys out," Otto added, as the current, and last, surfer was engulfed by the wave he had been riding. "So I guess I am going."

"Of course you are!" Reggie beamed.

"I think this calls for a celebration," Raymundo announced, his arm around Noelani. "Party at the Shack tonight for you and Trish, I think."

"Sounds good, Raymundo," Otto grinned. "Me and Twist will spread the word." He was given one last hug from Reggie before he and Twister disappeared in the crowd, seeking out their friends.

"Can we help you guys set everything up?" Reggie asked her dad.

"No, Rocket Girl, it's all set up already," he winked at her. "You kids just go get ready."

"Thanks dad," Reggie said, grinning, before taking Sammy's hand and leading the way home.

Later that night saw Reggie sitting with Sam, Trish and Sherry at the Shack talking excitedly about Trish's coming trip to San Diego. "We leave in a week," Trish was saying. "Otto, me, Raymundo, Noelani and my parents will be staying in a five star resort for the three weeks we'll be there. All our meals are paid for, we just need spending money."

"That's awesome," Sherry squealed. "I'm so jealous."

"I didn't know Raymundo and Noelani were going," Reggie said uncertainly. Sherry and Trish looked at her in surprise. "I wasn't there when they went through all the details with you guys, I was at home with Sammy, getting ready for this party," Reggie explained, indicating to her light makeup and outfit, denim shorts and a loose fitting black tank top with some simple black sandals.

"Oh," Trish said, comprehension drawing on her face. "Well we have to take at least one parent, because we're not adults yet, but we can take two and it's paid for," she explained.

"So... I'm going to be alone for three weeks?" Reggie asked, raising her eyebrows, disappointment peppering her tone.

"I guess," Trish said uneasily.

Reggie got to her feet abruptly. "I need to talk to Otto," she announced, before leaving her friends to exchange shocked looks. It didn't take long to find Otto and Twister, they were at the counter talking to Eddie Valentine when Reggie approached them.

"Hey, Rocket Girl," Otto said, grinning at her before noticing her expression. "What's wrong, Reg?

"Can I talk to you?" Reggie asked. She walked a little away from Twister and Eddie, Otto followed her.

"What is it?" Otto asked, looking concerned.

"You didn't tell me that Ray and Noelani were both going to San Diego with you," Reggie said in a would-be-casual voice, tugging at the hem of her top.

"Man, Reg, I meant to! I just couldn't find you, and I've been so busy with everyone that I forgot! I'm sorry, Reg," Otto sighed. "It was Raymundo's idea for both him and Noelani to come, they didn't think you'd mind being on your own for a bit."

"Oh, I don't mind," Reggie said quickly, "I'll be fine on my own, I am 17 after all! I just wish someone had told me..." she trailed off.

"I'm sorry, Reg," Otto said again, this time pulling his sister into a hug. "It's just been so hectic today, I haven't even had time to think."

"It's ok, I guess I understand," Reggie mumbled as Otto let her go.

"Cheer up, Rocket Girl, enjoy the party," Otto grinned, pushing her lightly, before heading back over to Twister and Eddie.

"You alright there, Reg?" a mildly accented voice asked.

Reggie looked around at Trent, who had his head cocked slightly to the side, and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied. "You were really great today."

"Thanks, Reg, just not as good as your brother," Trent responded with a grin. "You're looking great this evening, by the way."

"Thanks," Reggie said sheepishly, she could feel her cheeks heating up. "You're not looking too bad, yourself."

"Ah, I'm hideous next to you," Trent told her, winking.

"Looks like Trent's putting the moves on your sister, Otto-man," Eddie muttered, causing Twister and Otto to both look over to where Reggie and Trent were standing.

"He doesn't have a chance," Twister stated confidently, turning away from the two.

"I wouldn't be so sure, Twist," Otto said, grinning as Trent leant in close and whispered something in Reggie's ear. She blushed and nodded, before he took her hand and the pair walked through the crowd together.

"Aren't you going to do something?" Twister asked, looking irritated as he watched the couple walk out on the boardwalk and out of sight.

"Nah, Reg will be fine," Otto said, turning his attention back to his friends.

"That's your sister, dude!" Twister all but yelled, waving his hands in the direction Reggie and Trent had walked.

"Yeah, my sister, not my girlfriend, Twist," Otto replied, shaking his head and laughing at his friend. "I can't control this kind of thing, I can only be there for her when things go bad."

"Wise words, Otto-man," Eddie said, nodding, as Twister shook his head.

"If you're so concerned, Twist, why don't you go tell her she can't hang out with Trent? She's practically your sister, too," Otto suggested. "I mean, she'd only get really mad and probably refuse to talk to you for a while."

Twister looked like he was considering it for a minute before Eddie said, "forget about it, Twister, just have another shake."

Meanwhile, Reggie allowed Trent to walk her out onto the beach, his fingers laced with hers. She was surprised at herself for being so easily persuaded by this boy, but then again she had always thought he was attractive. He came to a stop just short of the waters edge and turned to look at her. "What a perfect night," he said, brushing a stray hair from Reggie's face with his free hand.

"Yeah, it's really nice out here," Reggie breathed, involuntarily shivering at his touch. Trent smiled down at her and cupped her cheek with his hand.

"You really do look hot tonight," he told her huskily.

Somewhere in Reggie's brain a voice said that he should be calling her beautiful or gorgeous, but this voice was drowned out as Trent pressed his lips against her own. Reggie melted into the kiss as Trent's hand released her own and settled on her waist. Her own hands found their way up to his shoulders, where she gripped him tightly, afraid her knees would give out any moment. Reading her reactions to him, Trent brushed his tongue along her bottom lip and Reggie opened up to him, allowing him to explore her mouth enthusiastically.

For a long time Reggie and Trent stayed wrapped up in each other, until they heard people starting to leave the Shack. "I should go," Reggie said breathlessly, leaning her head against Trent's chest.

"Why?" Trent asked, disappointed.

"Otto and Raymundo will worry," Reggie sighed. "I'm sorry, I'll talk to you tomorrow." Reggie looked up at Trent, his expression was closed as he removed his arms from around her. He gave her a small grin, that didn't quite reach his eyes, before Reggie set off back towards the Shack.