A/N: You like me, you really like me! lol To Mike, Izzy, and VUWildcat: Patience is a virtue. You'll find out what's going soon enough.


"This is boring," Twister complained. (He and Otto had been hiding in the dune grass for nearly an hour)."And my butt is falling asleep. And my heart is growling."

"It's gonna be worth it," said Otto. "Trust me, Twist."

I hate it when he says that, Twister thought.

"Why can't we just go home, Otto-man?" he asked. "No one's gonna be here until ten or eleven. I could have stayed in bed for a while, but, no, we had to come here."

The low moan of a car engine sounded in the distance.

"Will you shut up?" Otto hissed. "Someone's coming!"

He crouched lower in the reeds and held his breath. He was convinced that Twister's loudly rumbling stomach was going to give them away at any moment.

The car, an old brown Mazda, stopped beside the sidewalk surrounding the beach. Otto could clearly see the silhouettes of four teenage boys. The unmistakable aroma of Shore Shack breakfast burritos wafted toward them.

"Yum," Twister sighed, licking his lips.

He stood up to yell in the direction of the car. "Hey, guys, you have any extras?"

Otto grabbed the back of Twister's shirt to pull him back down. He gave his best bro a quiet lecture on what the term "lying low" meant. Twister made a pouting face.

A pair of beautiful young women jogged into sight, heading directly toward the beach.


A/N: Don't you love cliff-hangers? Tahaaa haaa haaaa!