Hours went by. Ray was still at work and the guys were still out. Reggie and Lars laid in her bed talking about anything and everything. She was curled up in his arms and he held her there. He told her the story of how he cursed out his priest in conformation class and it got back to his parents.

"Do you ever know the feeling of when you're in deep shit and you are slowly walking home on purpose because you know what's coming to you when you get home?" Lars asked.

"Yeah." Reggie replied. "What happened?"

"Well once I walked into the door, my parents start screaming at me in Spanish, my mother smacks me and my dad hits me the belt." Lars chuckled.

"Geeze. Your parents have no chill." Reggie said.

"Mexican parents don't play around with that shit." Lars chuckled. "So after my dad was done beating me, my mom tells me I have to apologize to my priest. He was actually cool with it. He told me something along the lines of, 'Hey, you're young so we all say stupid stuff.' Oh, good times."

"Thank God Raymundo isn't as bad as your parents when it comes to getting in trouble." Reggie laughed.

"You have no idea. If Twister and I were really bad, my dad would make up pick out the belt of our choice and that would be the belt he hit us with. In my mom's case, the shoe." Lars chuckled.

Chuckling at the story, Reggie found herself growing more comfortable with Lars. Not just in the position they were in but just talking to him. She snuggled up against his chest as he kissed the top of her head. She coughed a little and Lars looked at her.

"You okay, babe?" He asked.

"Yeah. I think I'm getting a cold." Reggie replied in a somewhat raspy voice.

"Don't give me anything." Lars joked.

"But you're the one who chose to come here and have sex." She chuckled. "What would our brothers think if they knew we were fucking?"

"Twister would probably shit bricks and Otto would casterate me. Simple as that." Lars joked making her laugh.

"If anything, Sam would shit bricks and Twister...well...let's just say it would take him three minuets to comprehend what is going on." Reggie snickered. "No offense."

"None taken. He probably knows he's stupid already." Lars joked. "Speaking of our brothers, we have a game this weekend so we better be on the down low with this. Plus, you better hang up that jersey."

"You know I totally forgot about my jersey until you brought it up." Reggie chortled.

"Well it's a good thing I'm here to remind you." Lars smirked to her.

She hit his chest playfully and he laughed kissing her on the lips again. He started to climb out of her bed and said, "I gotta get up."

"Where are you going?" She asked as he got up.

"I gotta feed my cat. My mom tells me not to leave him alone for too long." Lars chuckled as he grabbed his pants. "I swear, she loves that cat more than her own children."

Reggie chuckled. She laid there and watched him get dressed. She had to admit, he had a great physique.

"We gotta this more often." She said.

"What? When one of us are bored, we call each other up for sex?" Lars joked as he was buckling his belt.

Reggie started to get out of bed throwing on her robe. She tied the tie to her robe when Lars said, "What's this?"

She turned and saw him pointing to the cocaine she left on her desk table. How did he not notice that till now?

"Oh...that...um...a friend gave it to me. It's a one time thing and it will be a one time thing. I just snorted a little before you got here." She lied. "I was curious."

"Are you sure?" Lars asked suspiciously.

"Yes. Why would I lie?" She asked nervously.

Believing her, Lars took in a deep breath and said, "Okay. Just get rid of it. I have done stupid stuff but I would never touch that shit."

"Trust me. I didn't even like it." She laughed.

"Okay." Lars said. "Please get rid of it."

Reggie nodded her head. Lars kissed her one last time before sneaking out of her room. Once he was gone, Reggie walked back to the cocaine pile on her desk and snorted a little more to calm her nerves.


On the day of practice that was leading up to the game, Twister noticed Reggie was off.

"Reg, you have a cold or something?" He asked.

"No. Why do you ask?" She replied.

"You aren't on your game lately and I'm worried. Plus your voice is raspy as hell." He replied.

"Well I'm okay." She replied shooting the puck into the goal. "Never been better. I mean..."

With that, Reggie ran to the nearest trash can and threw up. Sam skated over and held her hair back. Otto went over and said, "Sis, you need to go home and rest. We will find someone to cover you."

"No! I'm playing this game! You hear? I'm not backing out!" Reggie almost screamed at Otto.

Twister was someone scared of her. She was going off the loop.

"Reg, you're totally lagging, you're hyped one minuet and in a daze the next, and now you're puking. We can't have you play..." Otto was cut off by her.

"I told you I'm playing and that's that!" Reggie screamed.

She shoved Sam off of her and skated off.

"What's going on with her?" Twister asked.

"It's almost as if she's on drugs." Sam stated.

"No way! Reg doesn't do drugs!" Otto said defensively.

Reggie went to the Shore Shack. Tito noticed her appearance.

"What's wrong my little Rocket Cuz?" He asked.

"Nothing. I'm okay. Can I have some water or something?" She asked.

Tito took a water bottle out of the fridge and gave it to Reggie. He looked at her face and said, "You don't look well, Little Wahine. You sleeping okay?"

"Just jolly." Reggie snapped and sipped on her water.

Taken aback, Tito just slowly walked away. Ray came by and said, "Reg, you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm okay. Dad, I was wondering if I can have some money? For lunch tomorrow." She asked her father.

Truth was, she was running low and needed more cocaine. She was starting to go through withdrawl symptoms.

"Oh no, Reggie! I give you money and you always seem to blow it on God only knows what. You make food from home and bring it to school." Ray said.

"But, dad, I need money! Please give it to me!" Reggie cried out.

"Reggie, I said no!" Ray stated.

"You really suck!" Reggie yelled as she flung a napkin dispensed across the shack and skated off.

Ray and Tito looked at each other like they were saying, 'What was that all about?' Reggie noticed the back of the shack was open. She snuck inside and saw the safe where Ray and Tito kept all the money. Ray told her and Otto the combo if the two of them ever needed to close up with Tito. Reggie opened up the safe, stole at least $700.00 and closed it. She snuck away without getting caught.

Later that day, she met Makayla in an alley way.

"Hey." She said as she skated towards her. "I'm running low and haven't had any in my system. I need more. Please..."

Makayla looked at her and said, "I have you hooked on this stuff."

"Whatever. Just please give it to me. I need it." Reggie begged.

Maykala gave her another bag, which Reggie snuck in her hockey bag. She paid Makayla only for Makayla to be surprised at the money Reggie had.

"Whoa, girl. Where did you get this kind of money from?" She asked.

"My dad...kind of..." Reggie replied and skated off.

Once she was home, she opened up her new bag and snorted until she was satisfied.


That Saturday, it was the day of the big hockey game. Reggie was, of course, grounded for flinging the napkin dispenser but she got to play. She remembered to do a line before the game, which made her hyped up. She felt her heart beating out of her chest. That's how excited she was for the game. Before the game started, it was a coin toss between her team and Lars' team.

"And the coin toss goes to Team Rocket." The referee announced.

The crowed cheered. Reggie found Lars' eyes meet with her's he nodded and winked to her, which she acknowledged with a head nod. She turned to her right and saw Trent was there with Melissa. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him but she didn't want to let it distract her from what really mattered: winning. Right when the puck dropped, the game began. Reggie was more on a roll than Otto was. She was raved up. She kept making passes and goals, not even letting her teammates have the puck. In time out, Otto got the team together and said, "Reg, I'm glad you're on a roll but can you please pass one of us the puck!"

"Sorry. We gotta win this game." Reggie said while jumpy.

"Dude, how many cups of coffee did you have this morning?" Twister asked her.

"Yeah. Are you feeling alright? Yesterday, you were crazy and in a bad mood. Today, you are hyper and all over the place." Sam pointed out.

"Yep. Just feelin crazy. So are we playing hockey or what?" Reggie cried.

The guys looked at each other and shrugged. They got out of their circle and Otto called a time in. The game continued. Otto had the puck and Reggie was calling, "Rocket boy, I'm open! I'm open! Fucking, pass it here!"

Lars' freind, Sputz, stole the puck, which angered Otto. Reggie then called, "I got it!"

She violently shoved Sputz the the ground, not realizing he fell on his arm. Reggie shot another goal but the referee blew the whistle.

"Oh shit. He's injured." Twister said.

The other team surrounded Sputz. His arm was broken. Lars' friend, Pi, then said, "Dude, your arm is broken. She broke your arm."

The referee looked at Reggie and said, "That's a warning. Breaking the opposing teammates arm counts as a penalty. Your team looses a point."

"What?!" Otto cried.

"No fair! I made that goal! He should've watched out!" Reggie was reacting with anger again.

"Reggie, I'm sorry. You have to sit out." The referee said.

"No! It's his own fault!" Reggie yelled.

"Reggie, stop it! Just sit out!" Sam tried to calm her down and Reggie shoved him to the side.

"Don't touch me, Sam!" Reggie threw Sam off of her and she skated off.

She couldn't even stick around for the game after getting kicked out. While skating off, she pulled out her phone and called Angie up.

"Hey, girlie." Angie answered.

"Wanna meet up? I just got kicked out of the game." Reggie said.

"Meet me in the alley way where we do our deals. I will pick you up." Angie said and hung up.


Later that night, Reggie came back home at 12:30 midnight. She was greeted by the guys sitting in the livingroom.

"Where the hell were you?" Otto asked.

"I was with my friend." Reggie giggled.

"I'm glad you think it's funny." Otto snapped.

"Who are you? Raymundo?" Reggie rolled her eyes.

"In case you are wondering, we lost and we're eleiminated." Twister said.

"And Sputz might need surgery on his arm." Sam added.

"He should've seen me coming." Reggie shrugged.

"What's with you?" Sam asked.

"Nothing! Okay? Get off my case!" Reggie snapped.

"You know people were talking after the game." Twister stated.

"Whatever, Twister." Reggie snapped.

As she made her way towards the stairs, Otto grabbed her arm and got into her face, "Listen, I've had it up to here with this attitude of yours!"

"You're one to talk considering you always have an attitude!" Reggie snapped.

Otto observed her and said, "What's up with your pupils?"

Reggie got nervous again and said, "I'm going to bed. I'm tired and I don't feel like arguing with you lameos."

At that moment, Raymundo walked in and saw Reggie, "There you are! You know I was worried sick? Who said you can disappear like that for the whole day? And besides, you're still grounded!"

"Congratulations, dad." Reggie snapped. "Since everyone wants to be on my case, I'm leaving!"

"No you're not! You're staying here!" Raymundo snapped.

"I meant I was going to my room! Relax!" Reggie snapped back.

She marched to her room and shut the door. The guys looked at each other and shrugged.