Sk8er Boi
Chapter 5
(News From My House: It's like the middle of summer, and I have a cold! Isn't that pathetic? BUT MAYBE I WOULDN'T HAVE A COLD IF MY PARENTS DIDN'T LEAVE THE DUMB WINDOWS OPEN 24/7!! Sorry, got a little carried away there. Anyway, what else is new around here? Oh yeah, I got my hair cut. Now it's all short and layered. In the words of most of the cross country team, it looks "adorable." That's about the only interesting thing that's happened around here. Except that there's a sale on makeup at Target today and I actually have money! Only 3 or 4 more chapters left, guys!! Sweet Love~Cara)
(A/N: Forget about not posting for a while. This will be done before school starts, damnit! Keep up the reviews you guys! I have 22 now. Woo hoo!)
(To The People That Reviewed This: You guys rock! Glad you like Chapter 4. Lizzie D: You're welcome. It made you smile? Good. It was supposed to make you smile. Rainy: You thought right! ^_~ I only update this fast cause I'm on summer vacation. Once school starts, I'm gonna have so much stuff that I'll probly only have time for 2 updates a week. Plus it helps that I have this story finished and all I have to do is type it. twstrzgirl: Thanks. ^_^ I agree, Reggie should beat the hell out of Laura. That would be highly amusing. But it won't happen. Lucky you, you start a full week later than I do. When do you get out of school? Kim Stoppable: I am continuing so praise me! LoL. Ditey: Thanks. I'm glad you like it. Reggie and Twist are meant to be together. I don't think such an episode actually exists; that it was just made to scare us or something. And yes, Twister is pretty cute.)
(A/N: As my dad would say, "Here's 5 bucks. Go buy a pair of jeans!" How this relates to the starting of a new chapter I do not know. So, here's the chapter. Go read it!)
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(A/N: It's 5 yrs. later. Funny how time flies, huh??)
Laura put the baby back in her crib and walked out of the bedroom. She sat down on her shabby couch and turned on the small tv.
[Ever since she was 13, Laura had never been able to find a decent boyfriend. She dated snobby guys from her prep school that acted polite and sweet at first, but just wanted to get into her pants. Finally, at age 17, her boyfriend got her pregnant. Her parents were so shocked that they disowned her. Then her boyfriend found out and dumped her. So she was left to raise the baby on her own. She had to drop out of school and get a job at the local drugstore. She wore none of the fancy clothes she wore when she was younger and now lived in a tiny one-bedroom apartment in a not-so-good part of town. In other words, she was completely poor. Her baby by the way, was named Hope. It was a girl.]
She idly flipped trough the channels, seeing nothing interesting. She stopped when she got to MTV. It was some special on a hot new filmmaker.
"Twister Rodriguez has wowed audiences everywhere with his documentaries on extreme sports. Critics love them. He is going to be a big star, folks!" the MTV announcer guy blabbed on about the movies.
Laura dropped the remote. Her eyes widened in shock. Twister?? The skater she dumped in 8th grade was now a major Hollywood star! (A/N: Ironic, huh?)
She had to go see him. Maybe they could get married and she would be rich again! Twister probably was still crazy about her. (A/N: Mmhmm, sure.)
She remember the look on his face after she told him they were breaking up and felt a sudden pang of guilt. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Taking advantage of poor Twist.
But her greed won. She made plans to take time off work tomorrow and to get one of her few friends to baby-sit her daughter. Then she started thinking about where Twister might be.
5 yrs from now she sits at home feeding the baby
she's all alone she turns on tv guess who she sees
sk8er boi rockin up mtv she calls up her friends they allready
know and they've all got tickets to see his show she tags along
stands in the crowd looks up at the man that she turned down
(A/N: Finally, a song part!)
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The next morning, Laura walked along the boardwalk, trying to find the Shore Shack. She went there once to find Twister so they could go on one of their dates. It seemed to be the hangout of Twister and his skater friends. Maybe it still was.
She caught sight of a building with a sign that said "Shore Shack." That was the place! She walked up to it and peered inside. Sure enough, there was Twister. Luckily enough, he was there by himself. Good. And the restaurant was practically deserted.
She walked in and sat down at his table. "Hi," she said.
"Um...hi," he replied, looking up at her, as if trying to figure out where he knew her from. He gave up and asked, "Do I know you?"
"Yeah," she said softly. "I'm Laura. Remember? I was your girlfriend from about 5 yrs ago."
"Oh...Laura," he said. A series of vivid flashbacks raced through his mind. "I remember you," he said, glaring at her.
"You dumped me because you said I would never be good enough for you," he continued quietly. "What do you want?"
"Well, Twister, I was wondering if you could give me another chance...."
Whatever Twister had expected, that certainly wasn't it. "What?" he asked, his eyes widening with shock. "Another chance? Why?"
"Because, well, now that you're famous, I'd really like to go out with you." (A/N: Oooh...isn't she just evil??)
"Oh, I see," he said, "You just want to go out with someone famous. For a moment there, I thought you actually wanted to go out with me because of who I was, not just what I have." (A/N: Does that make any sense at all?)
"Please, Twister!" Laura begged, looking very pathetic. "You don't understand. Me life has been hell since I broke up with you. I'm poor! I have a kid! I have practically no money!!"
"Oh...and that's my fault?" Twister said frostily.
"Well...no...but..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at Twister with pleading eyes.
"Sorry, Laura. You did this to yourself," Twister said, looking at her with a little bit of pity.
A voice came from somewhere in the Shack, "Twist, do you want another breakfast burrito?"
"Sure Reggie," he replied.
Laura gasped. REGGIE? Laura remembered the girl that came to her, pleading with her not to break Twister's heart. And how she, Laura, had said no, saying that Twister would never amount to anything. And now Reggie was here, with Twister?
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(A/N: Done. iI'm sorry this chapter was kinda short. Next chapter will be out Tuesday. Actually, now that I think about it, I could probably get this whole thing done before school starts. So be happy people! The story is almost finished. Most of you have probably figured out what'll happen next. But for those of you who haven't, I'll leave you some hints in the form of a convo I had with my friend Rin on AiM yesterday. Most of it is just senseless rambling, but some of it could be useful.)
mourning sun 736: hi
RiNN 0268: hey! how was cross country
mourning sun 736: ooh...not fun. i have blisters
RiNN 0268: dumbass...i told u not to do cc
mourning sun 736: no u didnt
RiNN 0268: so?
mourning sun 736: *rolls eyes* I'm tired
RiNN 0268: u should be, it's 2.30 am
RiNN 0268: hows yur fic coming?
mourning sun 736: not bad. y havent u reviewed it?
RiNN 0268: i will, i will. i read it tho
RiNN 0268: so wats gonna happen next??
mourning sun 736: uh...it's gonna be 5 yrs later
mourning sun 736: and laura's gonna go see twist, who's famous
mourning sun 736: and try to go out with him again
RiNN 0268: oooh...sounds good
mourning sun 736: it is good
RiNN 0268: a little self-obsessed, aren't we?
mourning sun 736: hell yeah
RiNN 0268: will twist go out with laura?
mourning sun 736: uhhhhhh....do presidents commit suicide?
RiNN 0268: huh?
mourning sun 736: nvm. obviously u didn't get that
RiNN 0268: great comparison...no one seems to get it but u
mourning sun 736: well the answer is no...dumbass
RiNN 0268: bitch
mourning sun 736: wanna do something today?
RiNN 0268: cant
mourning sun 736: y not????
mourning sun 736: am i not good enuf for u????
mourning sun 736: huh?
mourning sun 736: huh?
RiNN 0268: no u dork...i'm grounded
mourning sun 736: oh no! what'd u do this time, put ur socks in the wrong drawer?
mourning sun 736: improperly clean out yur closet?
mourning sun 736: practice the piano for 29 minutes instead of 30???
RiNN 0268: r u saying that my mom is mean
mourning sun 736: not mean, strict
RiNN 0268: cuz if u were saying that u'd be right
mourning sun 736: lol yeah
Auto response from RiNN 0268: When I bite into a York Peppermint Patty, I feel the cool rush of skiing in the Alps, or skating in Alaska, or bobsledding on lake Placid! But, while I'm enjoying my York Peppermint patty, the rush makes me oblivious to the chocolate melting in my hands. The chocolate gets on my keyboard, my mouse, my desk and every other spot to which chocolate can stick. And when I go to throw away my York Peppermint Patty, I trip over a shoe because I'm too busy looking for a paper towel. I fall over and hit my head on the corner of my desk, cutting it deeply. The sight of my own blood causes me to throw up my York Peppermint Patty. Getting up and running to the phone to call 911, I slip on my own vomit, fall down again, and break my neck. And so my warning to all little children: don't smoke pot before eating a york peppermint patty!
mourning sun 736: lolol XD XD
RiNN 0268: back. like the away message???
mourning sun 736: yeah. my dad is lecturing me about high skool. kill me kill me kill me
RiNN 0268: lol, at 2 am?
mourning sun 736: yesh. he needs to get a fukkin life right now! it's almost distracting me from writing the next chapter and what will happen between reggie and twister at the end
RiNN 0268: lol r they gonna fuck
mourning sun 736: omg no! but it'll be something good
RiNN 0268: yeah, someone who giggled whenever they said the word sex in 8th grade health could not write a sex scene
mourning sun 736: that was kacey who giggled at the word sex
RiNN 0268: o yea
mourning sun 736: how long r u grounded 4
RiNN 0268: a day
mourning sun 736: a day!? *sarcasm* aww poor baby, grounded for a whole day
RiNN 0268: so what happens at the end of yur storii?
mourning sun 736: i'm not gonna tell u but i'll just say it involves wearing big poofy dresses and um...churches (in some cases)
RiNN 0268: what the hell r u talking about?
(A/N: Did that help you at all? If not, it should have. Rin just wanted me to post part of the convo. Yes, scarily enough there is more to it. Well, anyway, you know the drill: please R&R! If you do I'll love you forever!!!!!)