Sk8er Boi

Chapter One.Twister's New Girlfriend

(Author's Notes: I'm in a car, driving to Minnesota for the annual "Bradley Family Vacation." Woo hoo. Frankly, sitting in a car for more than 30 minutes with my parents is NOT my idea of fun. At all. And this drive is WAAAAY longer than 30 minutes. At least I have my CD player. Anyway, I was listening to my Avril Lavigne CD and heard the song "Sk8er Boi." And then an idea came to me. I can write a songfic! So that's how this idea was born. I don't care if it sucks, it's my first attempt at a songfic and Rocket Power fic, so yeah. Anyway, read, review, and flame me if you want. Flames will be used to light the car on fire so I can get outta this vacation. It's simple; if you don't like Rocket Power, don't read this. Go read an 'All Rocket Power People Die' fic or something. Oh yeah, and if I ever flamed you, I'm sorry.)

(Mandatory Legal Crap: "Sk8er Boi" belongs to Avril Lavigne and Arista Records. Rocket Power belongs to...umm...people. Oh wait, I know! It belongs to Klasky Csupo and Nickelodeon.  Some stuff belongs to me. Including this spicy burrito which I am about to eat.)

(Another Author Note: Well, if you're still reading this, I won't waste your time anymore. Here's the fic. Enjoy. Please review.)

(BTW – see the parts in the little brackets? Well, that's the song part. The first song part won't come for a while cause I have to introduce the new characters and stuff. Now read!) 

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13-year-old Twister Rodriguez sat at a table in the Shore Shack eating chili cheese fries. He looked around the restaurant. There was no one there except Ray and Tito. And the shoobies.

"Why the long face, little Twister cuz?" Tito asked, looking up from the grill.

"I'm bored, Tito. Otto and Reg are grounded, and the Squid is at his lame-o computer camp. There's no one to hang out with. Just...shoobies." He frowned.

"Cheer up, Twist. Reggie and Otto will be ungrounded in two days and Sammy will be back on Friday." Raymundo said, straightening some napkins on the counter. (A/N: It's Tuesday, for anyone that cares.)

"Well, what do I do till then?" Twister whined, eating another fry.

"I don't know Twister!" Ray said, looking exasperated and throwing his hands in the air. "Go skateboarding! Clean my garage! Hang out with Lars!"

"And remember..." added Tito, "...what the ancient Hawaiians always say: sometimes the coconut must hang alone."

Twister looked confused. Then again, he always did. "Umm...I think I'll go skateboarding," he said. He was carelessly skating down the pier when he collided with something. She was about his age; very pretty with light blond hair and huge blue eyes (A/N: Just like all the preppy people I know.) (Another A/N: I'm not against preps if they're nice. It's the snotty, self-obsessed ones that bother me.)

"Ouch!" she said.

"Sorry," Twister said sheepishly. "Are you ok?" He helped her up.

"Yeah, I think so," she answered, smiling at him. He couldn't help but noticing how pretty she was. "I'm Laura," she said. "What's your name?"

"I'm Twister," he said, grinning stupidly.

"Twister? That's an odd name." Laura said.

"Well, my real name's Maurice. But no one calls me that," Twist replied. "Except my mom when she's really really mad," he added.

"Oh." Laura grinned. He was really cute. "well, uh, Twister, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Uh, um..." Twister's voice trailed off. "Are you asking me out?"

"Yeah."

"Sure!" Twister turned red and grinned.

"All right," Laura paused. "Meet me at the Chez Pierre at 6.00 sharp." She walked away gracefully. (A/N: I'm sorry, I can't think of a good name for the restaurant. I got this one from Hey Arnold.)

"Bye..." Twister said, blushing.

~*~

Twister stood outside the Chez Pierre, looking nervous. He was wearing his normal clothes, plus a navy blue blazer (A/N: A blazer, by the way, is a coat. It was one of my vocab words last year) that his mom insisted he put on. (He could just hear her now. "Aww, my little Maurice is going on his first date!")

"Hi Twist," said Laura, walking up to him. She surveyed his outfit and brushed a speck of dust off his jacket.

"Hi," he said.

"Come inside," she said, grabbing his hand and practically dragging him inside.

~*~

"Cassandra, he is soooo cute," Laura said to her best friend. She was talking about Twister, of course.

(What's he like?) (ß this is Cassandra's part of the conversation. Duh.)

"Well, he skateboards."

(A skater?)

"Yeah."

(Isn't that a little, uh, below your class?)

"What do you mean?"

(Laura, you're rich. You go Bayview Academy, one of the best schools in California. You're in ballet. He skates.)

"So? What's your point."

(*said disapprovingly* What would you want with a...skater?)

"He's so sweet though."

(Yes, but he's a skater. You don't really like him, do you!?)

"Uhhh...no. Of course not. I'm just having a little fun, that's all."

(Good. I mean, who in their right mind would go out with a skater? *laughs*)

"Yeah," Laura said sadly.

(I'll see you at tennis lessons tomorrow, right?)

"Of course. Bye Cassie."

(Bye.)

Laura hung up the phone and sadly looked down at her pink flower-patterned comforter. Cassandra didn't exactly come out and say it, but if word got out that she and Twister were dating, her reputation would be ruined.

But she liked Twister, and she knew he liked her too.

She sighed and turned on her tv. She knew what she had to do. (A/N: That last sentence sounds really gay, doesn't it? Oh well. Onward with the story...)

he was a boi she was a girl can I make it anymore obvious

he was a punk she did ballet what more can I say

he wanted her she'd never tell but secretly she wanted him as well

all of her friends stuck up their nose they had a problem

with his baggy clothes

~*~

"So Twist," Otto Rocket said two days later, "d'you wanna hit Madtown and then go surfing?"

"Can't, Ottoman," Twister replied. "I have a date."

"A date? With who?" asked Otto skeptically.

"Laura...my new girlfriend."

"Girlfriend!?" Reggie looked shocked. She dropped her smoothie as a slight look of disappointment came into her eyes. Luckily Otto and Twister were busy talking about the upcoming skate contest to notice anything unusual.

~*~

Just then, Laura walked into the Shore Shack. She surveyed the restaurant with distaste.

"Hi Laura!" Twister exclaimed; as he got up and hugged. "These are my friends Otto and Reggie."

"Hey," Otto said casually.

"Hello...Laura." Reggie said coolly, practically glaring at the girl.

Laura, however, didn't notice. "Well, Twister," Laura said. "We should go now. Goodbye Otto, Reggie." She forced a small smile and waved to them

As soon as Twist and Laura were out of earshot, Reggie said, "I don't like her."

"Why not, Reg?" Otto asked. "She seems nice enough."

"I don't know, Rocketboy. I just don't. I have the feeling she's gonna hurt Twister."

(A/N: Ok, first chapter is done. I'll get the next part up tomorrow. Although I bet most of you already know what'll happen. Anyway, please review. I don't care if it's nice or not. Review anyway. Now I gotta go shop @ the Mall of America. *eyes light up* Cya Later~Cara)