Otto hurried off to the parking lot to meet the Lasers. The hockey game quickly turned into a nail-biter. The Rockets (barely) won in overtime. Reggie smiled devilishly. She pulled the cap off her Gatorade bottle, signaling for Sam and Twister to do the same.
"Hey, Rocket Boy!" she called.
"Yeah?" said Otto as he skated over.
"AAUGH!" he yelled as he was drenched with three bottles of Gatorade.
The others laughed. Otto with the blue drink dripping from his hair was too much. They started to roller-blade to the Shack for a victory shake.
"Some shoobie took our table," Otto griped.
Twister paused for a closer look at the girl. She had broad face, not unlike Otto's; her jaw-length honey-colored hair was thick and wavy. Her sparkling blue eyes hinted that she had a bit of the devil in her. The girl's attire could only be described as "skate rat," khaki baggies, broken-in black Vans, and an Urban Pipeline tee.
"Hi," the girl said.
She waved with her left hand, as her right arm was in sling. Turning to Otto, she asked, "Remember me?"
"No," Otto replied.
"Val, your fave big cuz."
"You're a girl?" he asked, perplexed.
"Duh," said Reggie, who'd known all along.
"What happened to your arm?" Otto asked.
"A bowling accident," Val admitted sheepishly. "I pulled a muscle trying to use a ball that was too heavy. It was too late by the time I figured out it wasn't mine."
Blondes, Otto thought.
TBC
A/N: Sorry about the blonde joke, but I'm one, so I can goof on myself.