I don't own Rocket Power Simply in Love
"Hurry it up Rocket Boy!" yelled a very annoyed Reggie Rocket. Though she was used to having to wait for Otto, Reggie's patience was growing quite thin while sitting on the couch that morning. And although he will continue to claim his tardiness on waking up late, she knew that her little bro could spend way too much time looking in the mirror. "The guys are waiting!".
"Chill Regina" came said brother's equally aggravated voice from upstairs, putting extra emphasis on the name, knowing full well just how much she despised it. Her family were the ONLY people in Ocean Shores who addressed her as such and lived to see light of the next day.
Finally, Otto descended down the stairs throwing a quick glare towards his sister, to match her, equally as evil, stare. They rapidly put on their helmet and gear, slipping into their blades, and making haste towards Madtown.
Though they had gotten older, Reggie and Otto hadn't really changed all that much. Otto had grown some, matching the height of his sister now. He was well known in Ocean Shores and quite popular in school. His dark tan and well-developed body, from always playing some type of sport, did not go unnoticed by the ladies, nor did the ladies go unnoticed by Otto. He wasn't the type to commit to a relationship, usually a nod or a smile would be sent their way, maybe some flirting as well, but he still held his focus on his main goal of someday becoming a pro surfer.
Reggie still loved to hang with the guys, but put a little more time into chilling with her girlfriends at school and home. Like Otto, Reggie was also very renowned at school and her hometown. And though she had yet to realize it completely, she wasn't just popular because of her great boarding or her magazine, The Zine, that she sent out. No, the little tomboy as a kid had grown into quite the babe to all the guys. Her now long violet hair had a slight curl to it, framing her face beautifully with every strand. She still wore the same cami-cargo pants with her purple shirt and glasses on the top of her head, but wore it with more style. The shirt claimed its tight place on her torso showing off every curve on her perfect figure and the deep tan on her stomach and collar bone. Her bright and knowing, violet eyes always shone through hardly any make-up that was on her face. Yes, it was safe to say that Reggie Rocket was Gorgeous.
They walked swiftly through the gate of Madtown stopping only to yell a hello to Conroy and search for Twister and Sam. They found them in the half pipe, Sam wobbling on his skates as Twister laughed while he got it on film. Sam caught Reggie and Otto out of the corner of his eye, turning and throwing them a wave.
Sam changed the least out of the four friends. Though he was slightly taller, he still didn't outgrow Otto and definitely not Twister. He was still the smartest kid at their school and continued to help Reggie with her zine. He was only popular from association with the Rockets and Twister, but that didn't matter to any of them. Some of the kids would sometimes talk trash about Sam, bully him or call him names like geek or nerd, but he didn't stand up to those kids alone. The first kid to swing a hit out at Sammy would be the first kid to go down with a punch in the face from either Twister or Otto. He was a mad goalie and one of their best friends, to them the bullies had nothing to pick on Sam about.
Twister turned as well to see what Sam had been looking at. His put on his signature grin, motioning for them to come over. While Sam had changed the least over the years, Twister was just the opposite. Twister kept the dream of becoming a famous director one day, Otto being his first movie idea. Though he would never remove his trusty hat, he had removed the clothes he once wore as a little kid. Twister now sported long kakis with a plain red tee and keeping the lucky, shark tooth, necklace dangling from his neck.
To Sam and Otto, he was still the same old Twister they had grown up with, but to most of the ladies and sometimes even Reggie, he had definitely changed. The once awkward boy now stood at the height of six feet and while not as bulky as Otto was still as strong and muscular. His red hair had gotten somewhat lighter from the sun. His freckles hardly noticeable from the dark tan he received from the sun and Hispanic heritage. The naivety didn't help in school but it was considered to part of his cute charm that many of the girls thought to be adorable.
Reggie blushed slightly at the pearly grin she received from Twister, shaking it off as she glided next to Otto towards the other half of the gang.
"What took you guys so long?" cried a slightly unhappy Sammy.
"Yea, I had to waste almost half of my film on the Squid here!", yelled a smiling Twister
"Hey!" exclaim Sam, only to fall down on his butt, receiving laughs from both Otto and Twister.
Reggie could only glare at the two as she helped Sammy up. A few years ago she would have been able to whomp them or at least treat them to a good evil eye, but now that they were taller and a lot stronger then she it was difficult to feel superior when they could easily pick her up and throw her in the ocean. Though her glare didn't have much affect on Otto, she was always able to control Twister.
"Aww come on Reg," whined Twister after seeing her glare, "We didn't mean it. We were only messin' with him.
Reggie's cheeks went pink again. She had been doing that a lot lately, blushing around Twister. She shook it off and brushed away some dust that had gotten on Sam's shirt.
Otto, getting slightly annoyed at just standing around, tightened up his skates and jumped into the bowl. "Follow the leader!" he yelled, "Hurry it up"
Twister turned on his camera and quickly followed suit. Oh so now he wants us to hurry, thought Reggie, as she tightened up her skates as well, jumping in after Otto and Twister. Sam wobbling slightly behind her.
Ok I know it's a little boring but it will get better and longer I promise.
So yea please review and tell me if I should keep going.