A/N: Sorry for the wait! Was super busy this past week! But here you go! Enjoy! ;)
From: Reggie Rocket
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:52am
You awake?
From: Twister Rodriguez
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:53am
Ya.
From: Reggie Rocket
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:54am
Are we alright?
From: Twister Rodriguez
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:55am
Sure. Why wouldn't we b?
From: Reggie Rocket
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:56am
Nothing. :)
From: Twister Rodriguez
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:57am
What r u doin up?
From: Reggie Rocket
Received: Tues Apr 8 4:58am
Supposed to meet Trent for breakfast at 6:30
From: Twister Rodriguez
Received: Tues Apr 8 5:01am
k. have fun.
As Reggie brushed her teeth, she thought to herself. She knew of Twister's disapproval of Trent. And Otto's. And Squid's. And Raymundo's. Even Tito wasn't as courteous to him as he was to other frequenters of the Shore Shack.
But she liked him. They had a lot in common. They surfed together. They liked eating the same food. They watched the same TV shows. Conversation came easy to them. They laughed a lot together.
That's what a relationship is supposed to feel like, right?
Trent and Reggie fought on occasion. Usually about Reggie's athletic hobbies and the amount of time she spent doing them and the little time she spent with Trent.
The whole situation was complicated. No matter how little time she spent playing hockey, skateboarding, blading, skiing, surfing…. He was never happy. And she knew why. But she refused to admit that Trent was that petty. That he was that jealous.
Trent never proposed an alternative activity, so she went on her own. She was independent; Trent hated that most of the time.
Reggie finished curling her violet hair and began to apply her makeup. Makeup was one of the few things that she promised herself as a kid to never get into, but Reggie loved makeup. She was good at it too. After many years of doing sports, she appreciated makeup. It was her escape to a more feminine side to her, which many people didn't think she had.
She grabbed her skateboard and left the house. She left the cul-de-sac and boarded towards the pier.
When she arrived, Trent was standing with his arms folded in front of the Breakfast Bar. When he folded his arms like that, he was mad.
She skated up to him and kicked her board up. She kissed his cheek lightly.
"Good Morning!" she said cheerfully. Trent turned and muttered, "You're late."
They sat and ate breakfast. Trent's mood lightened as the conversation progressed. They laughed and he smiled throughout the entire breakfast.
They arrived at school at 8, just in time for the first bell. She got out of the passenger side of Trent's car and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The linked hands and strolled into the high school.
Trent walked her to her first class and as he turned around, bumped into Twister. Trent scoffed, rolled his eyes and left. Twister took his seat beside Reggie. "What the hell is his problem?"
"Don't worry, Twist. Trent is just being Trent," Reggie said casually.
From: Ottoman
Received: Tues Apr 8 12:00pm
Madtown?
From: Twister
Received: Tues Apr 8 12:01pm
Maybe
From: Ottoman
Received: Tues Apr 8 12:02pm
Lame-o
From: Reggie Rocket
Received: Tues Apr 12:09
Wanna grind?
From: Twister Rodriguez
Received: Tues Apr 8 12:11
Ya. Why not?
From: Twister
Received: Tues Apr 8 12:15pm
Ya. Coming.
From: Ottoman
Received: Tues Apr 8 12:16pm
Reg is coming too.
From: Trent
Received: Tues Apr 8 1:05pm
Missing class again, are ya? With that loser again?
From: Trent
Received: Tues Apr 8 1:10pm
Ignoring me, eh?
From: Trent
Received: Tues Apr 8 2:12pm
That lame-o Squid told me you're at Madtown. I'm coming right now.
The noise picked up at Madtown. The high school had let out a few minutes ago, but it wasn't the noise that bothered Twister. It was the hushed whispers that surrounded the bowl that Reggie and Twister shared. Otto had run to the shack to grab some food and drinks. Twister stopped in the middle of the bowl. People were crowding around. None of them were skating. Most of them weren't even skaters.
Reggie seemed oblivious. Laughing to herself, as she boarded through the tunnel.
Twister saw Squid running. Fast. He looked scared and was clearly running above his pace. He reached Twister and slid into the bowl.
"Trent. He's not happy with you," Sam puffed out.
"What the hell did I do?"
"I don't know. Where's Reg?" Sam caught his breath, as Reggie boarded up to them.
"Why is everyone acting so weird?" she asked. Sam looked up and squealed and ran behind Twister. Twister put his arm in front of Reggie. Reggie looked up to see Trent standing above them.
"What the hell is this, Rodriguez?" Trent slid into the bowl and grabbed Twister's collar. Trent pulled Twister away from Reggie, and turned to her. "You're my girlfriend, yet you spend all your time with that loser."
"Hey! Don't yell at her!" Otto joined them in the bowl, the crowd had made their way to the edges, all looking down at them. Otto grabbed Trent and put himself between Trent and Reggie. Twister returned the Reggie's side. "You treat my sister with respect! She's your girlfriend!"
"That slut? Don't think I didn't see those messages from that lame-o? I saw them this morning. I saw you texting the Squid Dork to cover for you. Bet you didn't know that, Rocket Boy. Your sister's been sleeping with your best bro. And the Squid's been covering for them. My girlfriend, Reggie Rocket, the slut, has been sleeping with Maurice Rodriguez." Trent smirked at Reggie and eyed her intently.
"Don't call my sister a slut!" Otto punched Trent in the jaw, and Trent punched Otto back and pushed him away. Trent stormed up to Reggie.
"I don't get it! You give it up to that kook and not to me."
"I didn't sleep with him!" she screamed back, almost in tears. The next thing she knew, she saw Trent raise his hand, she closed her eyes and heard the impact. She opened his eyes slowly to see Twister in front of her. Trent's fist landed right on Twister's right eye. Trent didn't expect the swift punch Twister gave him immediately after to the stomach, sending Trent across the bowl. Otto and Twister walked away from Reggie towards Trent. Trent was in the midst of getting up, but Twister picked up the smaller boy by the collar and took him off his feet. Otto stood beside Twister and said, "Get away from my sister. You don't talk to her, look at her, mention her anymore. You got it?" Twister dropped Trent. "And so help me God, if you do, me and my best bro will whomp you so hard, you won't even be able to remember her name."
Trent retreated and so did most of the crowd. A few people stayed, but Otto gritted his teeth and they mostly left.
Squid got an ice pack from Conroy for Twister's eye. Twister sat at the edge of the bowl, when Otto approached him. "Give me your phone." Twister handed it to him.
Otto scrolled through the messages. He laughed. "I can't believe it." He tossed the phone back to Twister, who missed it and it slid to the bottom on the bowl. "We're done. You hear? We're no longer best bros." Otto stormed off and Reggie sighed. She picked up Twister's phone and knelt next to him.
"You didn't have to do that."
"I didn't want you to get hit, Reggie."
"I meant giving Otto your phone."
"It doesn't matter."
"I'll go talk to him. He'll listen to me and he'll know it's nothing and everything will be okay again!" She got up and as she turned away from him, he spoke.
"No, Reggie." She turned to him. "I think… I think I'm done with you too." Twister heard her run away from him. He knew the tears weren't far behind. He got up and went home.
When Twister got home, he plopped himself on the couch. The ice pack had gotten warm on his way from Madtown. He put his head into his hands.
He felt cold water drip onto his knee. He looked up and found Lars, holding out a new ice pack. Twister took it from him.