"Your footwork is all off Otto..."

The room is bright with the light from Twister's camera on a Friday evening. Sam and Jorge, both still wearing the skating gear from earlier, are watching the footage from the camera as Twister holds it up. Twister is lying on Otto's bed, in full focus on watching the tape. Otto is pacing in his room slowly and repetitively, back and forth as he listens to the criticisms. The sweat starts to fall from Otto, whose pacing is increasing in speed as the others continue to comment on the skating. The frustration is painted on his face as he responds.

"My footwork? What's wrong with my footwork?"

Otto's had done well not to over-react to this point. He kept scratching his scalp, almost angry at himself. The other boys look relaxed as polar opposite to Otto's mood. Sam responds quickly.

"Well, the reason you're not landing The Casper Disaster is you're not letting your feet work together when you're trying to nudge the skateboard back down."

Otto shakes his head as his answer builds, showing more frustration.

"It's so fucking simple..."

Twister moves up to sit on the bed. His voice is softer than usual. His face reflects his worry, as he speaks up while setting his camera down.

"You're too hard on yourself Otto man. You're the best skater out there..."

Before Twister could finish, Otto quickly and sharply interrupts.

"NOT when I'm skating like that Twist!"

The room becomes deathly silent to the point of hearing a pin drop. For the first few seconds, none of them move a muscle. Otto's head drops, realizing what just happened. Sam, looking around at the tension in the room, decides to call it a day.

"Maybe we can continue this tomorrow or something."

The silence from everyone embraces Sam's proposal, as Otto goes downstairs without a peep. Twister slowly folds up his camera. He gets up, still flustered. His throat dries up as he thinks out loud.

"What's up with Otto lately?"

Twister looks at the two others on the bed. Sam looks over at Jorge himself, who looks up to both of them confused. His eyes move rapidly back and forth at the two of them in confusion. Eventually, Jorge silently shrugs his shoulders. Sam then looks back at Twister.

"Wish I knew. Whatever it is, it's really bothering him."

Twister sluggishly moves over the window fidgeting his fingers, clearly concerned for Otto.

"Should I go see if he's okay?"

Sam opens his mouth to respond, however before Sam can speak, Jorge's clear and calm voice breaks his silence to answer Twister.

"I'd give him some time, Twister."

Twister nods his head and plops on Rick's bed as he, Sam and Jorge sit there quietly. After a few minutes of staring at the ceiling, Twister stands up distraught. He stares at the ground and he speaks.

"I've never seen Otto like this."

Sam looks up to Twister as he responds.

"He's never been one to show his feelings."

Jorge's voice is the next to enter back into the conversation.

"Whatever it is, he probably just wants to deal with it on his own."

Both Twister and Sam look over at Jorge, who is now lying on the bed with his eyes shut. Jorge seems calm and collected, yet also distant from the conversation the others are having. He continues.

"Whatever it is, I'm certainly not one to judge."

The awkwardness of the conversation is broken by the sound of Otto's footsteps loudly coming up the stairs. He slowly walks into the room as he speaks in a dull, monotone voice.

"You guys wanna skate around town for a bit 'till dinner's ready?"

The three quietly nod in agreement as they all walk out of the house and grab their skateboards. They ride down the street towards the town. Otto's skateboard travels at a blistering speed, out of site of the others. Twister tries to pick up his speed to catch up, while Sam and Jorge stay back, going at a leisurely pace. Jorge looks over to Sam as he tries to speak loud enough for him to hear.

"We gonna meet them back at Otto's?"

Sam looks over at Jorge for a split second. The lapse in thought causes him to wobble on his board. Sam quickly centers himself back. Once he regains his composure, he then shrugs his shoulders as he goes back to focusing on the ride. Jorge looks confused, but soon goes back to riding slowly towards the direction of Otto and Twister...

The Ferris Wheel on the peer shined bright, hovering over the town in the night sky. As it stopped to let another passenger on, Reggie and Rick's car reached the top of the ride. The sight of the moon overtook the night. Reggie looks unusually nervous. She's wearing her usual pants and a basketball sweatshirt Rick gave her earlier when she said she was cold. Her posture is still and shaky as she looks over at Rick.

"So. What do you think of the view?"

Rick is wearing a plain white Puma shirt and sweatpants. His eyes are traveling back from the sight of the moon to her rapidly. He looks back at her with a smile as he responds.

"Beautiful."

Reggie's face starts to blush red as Rick goes back to looking at the moon. After a few seconds, Rick chirps up.

"We might need to get comfy. Think whoever operates this thing went home for some sleep."

Reggie can't contain her giggling laugh as she looks over at Rick, sticking his tongue out at her. Rick goes to slouch down in his seat to enjoy the view before feeling the car beginning to move. Reggie looks at him in fear as he quickly picks himself back up. Rick begins to laugh.

"Well that was almost a mistake."

As the car begins to move, they begin to laugh with each other. Reggie puts her hand on Rick's arm as she laughs out loud. After a few more spins of joking around, their car lands at the bottom. They both step out, Rick struggling to walk normally as he exits the car. Reggie jokingly yells back at him.

"You need any help, clumsy?"

Rick, smirking back, sarcastically responds.

"Oh suuuure. Just because I nearly fall out of a moving Ferris Wheel, I'm considered "clumsy". I see how it is."

Reggie folds her arms at Rick. Her face still with a stamped smile on her face from the minute their feet hit the pier. Rick finally regains his composure, and they head back walking towards the town. As they walk down the pier, Rick begins to hum a tune out loud. It's of the song Reggie heard him sing a few Saturday's ago. After a minute, Reggie notices the noise, and stops her walking to point it out.

"Are you humming?"

Rick looks back at Reggie slowly.

"...Maybe?"

Reggie continues to smile as she speaks.

"I like it."

Just as they walked across from the beach, they see Harmony walking towards them in the distance. Rick continues to walk normally, while Reggie's smile begins to evaporate as they walk towards her. As they get closer, Harmony rushes towards the two with a question.

"Have either of you seen Anna anywhere?"

Reggie, trying to hide her inner frustration by putting her hand through her hair, responds calmly.

"No. Why?"

Harmony doesn't hesitate to begin her explanation.

"Anna told me she was going to meet me at the pier, so we could figure out how to finish our project for Science. Like, it's not a big deal that we get it done this week, but I suggested we meet today and..."

Rick interrupts Harmony's story to try and clear things up.

"Okay. Did she say where on the pier? Or what time?"

Harmony began to try and calm herself, breathing and composing herself as she answered.

"She said 8 tonight. Near the beach."

Rick chuckles to himself before he speaks.

"Harm. It's a lil' past 8. The mini-golf course just closed a few minutes ago. They always close at EXACTLY 8. Give her some time."

Harmony, now shaking her head and sighing in relief, is clearly embarrassed. She's quick to apologize.

"Geez. I'm sorry guys. Just got nervous. She's been acting weird lately."

Reggie speaks up right after Harmony.

"Seems like everyone is..."

Reggie then tries to subtly shift gears to move the conversation quicker.

"We're gonna go walk back home. We'll catch ya tomorrow at our place, right?"

Harm's face turns back to a smile.

"Definitely. See you guys later."

All three wave as Reggie and Rick walk away towards their home. The walk is long, yet the two of them entertain each other the whole way there with jokes and humor. They discussed whatever was on their minds for a solid 30 minutes. They seem at peace. They seem happy. Soon, they were near the house, with no sign of Otto or the rest of the gang. Rick speaks quietly.

"Looks like just your parents are here..."

Reggie suddenly pulls Rick towards the back of the house swiftly. She picks up speed, letting go of Rick's arm. Rick soon follows her, still confused. As they get to the back, Reggie faces Rick who is still trying to figure out what she's doing.

"Rick...I need to ask you something."

Rick looks back at Reggie, now visibly nervous.

"O...kay?"

Reggie prepares herself as she tries to center herself and piece her words together.

"I've gotten to know you so well in the past few days, Rick. You're a funny, caring guy. You clearly went through hell from the last person you were with, but it's clearly bothering you. I don't want you to be unhappy. I like you a lot. Like, a LOT. I think you should give it another chance. I've never really dated anyone in my life, but I want to try it...and I you seem like a great guy. So..."

As she pauses, Rick tries to collect himself as he sits down on the table. His eyes stay set on the ground, clearly deep in thought. Reggie becomes more and more nervous with each passing moment. Her eyes begin to water. Her arms become slouched. Rick stay silent as she speaks again.

"If you don't want to, I understand. I just...I feel like we connect. A lot. You deserve to be happy. You de..."

Just as she finishes her sentence, a very quiet and muffled sound comes from Rick. Reggie stops speaking, and looks at him in anxious wait. After a few more seconds, Rick's voice is heard much more clearly.

"You're right."

Reggie looks in surprise at Rick as he gets up off the table and walks to face her.

"You're right. I have to try and give it another chance. I have to try...and move on. With someone else. I'll try."

Reggie looks at Rick with a big smile, as she bear hugs him. Her face fills with tears of joy as Rick's face stays in one of deep thought and shock. Reggie lets go of her hug and they both smile at each other, before preparing to walk inside the house. Rick grabs the door in front of Reg, and pulls it back, holding it.

"Ladies first."

Reggie smile grows as she walks into the house. Rick takes a look at the moon for a few seconds, his mind still somewhere else. He grabs at his pocket where his wallet is, and then proceeds to enter the house. Many of the group were deeper in thought then they'd ever been in their lives. Things they had never expected to happened suddenly hit them right square in the face. None of them were prepared. I mean, how can you be prepared for life changing in such a short time? Some of them were elated, others conflicted, and some just plain confused about everything. They all had plans for the future. Some happy, some not-so happy. But for many of them, those plans would not pan out the way they thought. The world changes fast. Every single one of them, from that very moment, would learn that in near time...