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Chapter 12: Disowned disasters
"Hey Danny, did you have fun at your friend's house?" Heather asked as Danny entered the house.
"Well, the friend that I visited lives more out west," Danny said, sitting next to her on the couch. "So it was a long trip."
"That sucks…"
"How was the job hunt?"
"Horrible, why does it was to be difficult?"
"Trust me, job hunts are hard, but once you find a job… it's harder…"
"Ha ha, thanks, Danny. You know it's really hard for me since I left California. I broke up with Sam before I left. I wish he would've asked me to stay."
"Well, speaking of which, while I was on my trip, I brought you back something that I think will cheer you up."
She just stared at him. "Really? What is it?"
He smiled. "Go look outside."
She clambered up from the couch and ran outside. She skidded to a stop when she saw Sam leaning against Danny's car. "Sam!" She squealed as she ran into his arms.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Twister said, pulling away from Reggie.
"I'm positive," Reggie replied. She heard the door opening. "Oh hell, that's either Dad, Otto, or someone that is helping with rebuilding. Either way, it's bad. You got to hide!" She shoved him into a nearby closet and slammed the door behind him. She picked up her shirt and struggled to get it on. She just pulled it on when Otto entered the house.
"Oh hi, Rocket-Girl," Otto said casually. "You came to see what's left of our house?"
"Yeah, I found what's left of my diary, you can't read any of it anymore… I knew I should've typed it all up, then again my computer burned too."
"That wouldn't have done much good." His eyes wandered around the room and landed upon Twister's shirt, laying on the ground. "Where's Twister?"
"He was still sleeping when I left."
"Then what's that?" He pointed to the shirt.
"Oh, that must've been left from a while ago."
"A single t-shirt surviving the fire? Where is he?"
"I don't know."
"Right…" He began opening doors until he found Twister, huddled in the closet, shirtless. "What is this?" He pulled Twister out of the closet and pushed him over to Reggie. "What is he doing here?"
"He showed up after I left."
"Why is he shirtless?"
"When is he not? Ever since he got a nice tan and a six-pack, he's been shirtless like twenty-four-seven."
"I guess that's true." He took a closer look at Reggie. "Why is your shirt covered in ashes?"
"Um, uh, I fell when I was getting up the stairs."
"Do you really think I'm that stupid?"
"Um, what? No!"
"I know what was going on, I've done it before."
"When have you…"
"In dated Trish for a while."
"That was something I didn't want to know. Okay, fine you caught us."
"I have to say that I don't agree to this, and I think you should come to the hotel with me and dad."
"Otto! We've been over this before, I'm staying with Twister."
"You're coming back with me!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are!"
"No, I'm not! I'm disowning you as my brother!"
An eerie silence fell.
"Sam, what are you doing here?" Heather asked happily.
He smiled at her. "Danny came and told me that you missed me. I decided to bring you back to Ocean Shores."
She ran over to Danny and locked him in a huge hug. "Thank you!" She let go of him and went back over to Sam. "I can't go back though."
"Why not?"
"My mom and brother need me here. I need to find work."
"Heather," Danny said, interrupting. "I have a job, and Mom found work. We'll be fine."
"And if you want," Sam added, "you could probably get a job at the Shore Shack and send the money back here to help out if you want. But I want you to come back with me."
"Um, well," Heather mumbled. "Sure, I'll go, and you're sure I can get a job at the Shack?"
"Yes, Ray and Tito can use all the help they can get. I worked there for a while and the pay is good."
"Okay, I'll go back with you. Just let me get some things packed."
Otto and Twister were shocked. "Disown me?" Otto repeated.
"Yeah, you can't tell me what to do anymore," Reggie replied.
"Reg, think about this for a min-" Twister started.
"No, I'm done thinking. I'm not letting Otto run my life anymore."
"Oh come off it, Rocket-Girl. Just come back with me!" He grabbed her wrist and started walking to the door.
"Shove off, Otto!" She screamed at him as she pulled her arm away from him. "I'm not listening to you and I'm staying with Twist!" She stormed across the street with Twister to his house and slammed the door.
"So, you're sure that I can get a job?" Heather whispered to Sam while he stared out the airplane window.
"Heather," he replied, looking at her, "I swear you will be able to find a job in Ocean Shores. I swear I've seen at least ten help wanted signs in shop on the boardwalk."
"That's what matters most at the moment."
"Um, hey, you want to switch places with me? I hate being next to the window while we land."
"Uh, okay." She stood up and switched places with Sam.
"Look out the window," Sam whispered in Heather's ear.
Heather turned to look out the window and stared down at the ground. She shot a look back at Sam and then back at the ground. "Oh my god, Sammy!"
Outside of the window, cut in the grass, were the words, "Heather, will you marry me?"
Twister and Reggie sat cross-legged on Twister's bed , facing each other.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Twister asked softly.
"Yeah…" She placed her hands on his knees and leaned into kiss him. Her lips touched his gently.
AN: A lot is happening! What will happen next? Only I know! Please r and r!