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After the Rocket sibling's reconciliation, news of Sam and Reggie's relationship spread through the school like wildfire. It had been a month and a half since that day of fights and hooky. November had come to Ocean Shores along with milder temperatures. Reggie and Sam's relationship had not faltered or came to any moments of despair, they were happy, Otto was behaving himself, and Twister had just about gotten over his feelings of rejection over Reggie (although, no one but Otto knew this). Things seemed to be going perfect; little did they know that trouble was on its way.

It was a Saturday night and Reggie was not with Sam, something that felt odd to her. Sherri and Trish had been bugging her for a "girl's night" and she finally complied. Sam didn't have a problem with it, which Reggie was grateful for.

"What are you going to do all night? Twister and Otto are a surf competition this weekend." Reggie asked

"I'll be fine, don't worry." Sam reassured her. "I'll probably just write that paper for Economics, smoke a bowl, and go to bed."

"I'll miss you." Reggie said with a devilish smile. She was obviously being sarcastic, it was only one night. They joked around with each other a lot.

"I promise I'll think about you before I go to bed." Sam said, looking into her eyes. "While touching myself" He added. A look of realization came across his face. "God, then I'll never get to sleep." Reggie rolled her eyes and gave him a quick kiss.

"I'll call you tomorrow." She promised.

"Have fun." And with that, Reggie walked off, leaving Sam by himself for the night. Sam wasn't pissed or sad. He would have the house to himself as usual. Since Paula was becoming bigger and bigger wit her second child, she would have to take a leave of absence from her job soon, leaving her at home 24/7. But by then, I'll be back in New York Sam thought to himself. Last week, Sam had celebrated his 17th birthday. As his present, Paula agreed to let Sam return to New York after he graduated. As an added to surprise, Stan had surprised Sam with the lease to small four bedroom apartment that was conveniently located in between the colleges that he and his friends applied to.

Sam told Reggie about the apartment, but didn't mention his early departure from Ocean Shores. Reggie seemed fine with it. She was a bit sad over the fact that they had applied to different schools. Reggie applied to UCLA, Berkley, and even Stanford while Sam choose schools in New York City. They had not discussed how to continue their relationship, college was such a long way off for both of them.

Reggie was slightly drunk and dressed in her pajamas, sitting on the floor of Trish's bedroom. The three girls have decided to play truth of dare while taking shots of rum. So far, Sherri had prank called two boys in her gym class, Trish confessed her secret crush on the school's youngest janitor, and Reggie had been badgered by both girls to share some details of her and Sam's relationship. Finally, after having five shots, she decided to spill.

"So have guys done it in school yet?" Trish asked with a smirk.

"A few times in the back of my car at lunch, and once in the boy's locker room during gym class." Reggie confessed, blushing.

"How big is he?" Sherri asked drunkenly.

"None of your business." Reggie said with a smile.

"If they go at it that much, he must be huge." Trish said. Reggie chucked a pillow at her.

"You guys are perverts." Reggie laughed.

"You're just going through DDW." Sherri replied.

"What's DDW?" Trish asked.

"Dullard dick withdrawal!" All three girls laughed. Reggie admitted to herself that she was having fun, but couldn't help wondering how Sam was doing.

"I think I'm gonna call Sam." She said while picking up her phone.

"NO!" Trish and Sherri both screamed, grabbing the phone out of her hand.

"We all agreed, no drunk dials to boys we're involved with! It makes things complicated." Sherri slurred.

"Yeah, and besides Reg, is girl's night, Leave your lover out of this." Trish sneered.

"Fine." Reggie said holding her hands up in defeat. The girls went back to their game and booze. But Reggie couldn't help thinking about Sam.

Sam was sitting at his computer, typing a paper for his economics class when his cell phone rang. He sighed and looked down at the phone to see who was bothering him. A look of shock followed by extreme happiness spread over his face.

"Jane! What's up?" he greeted his friend. He had only talked to his friends from New York on the phone a few times since he moved.

"Oh, I just wanted to say 'hi' and guess where I'm calling from?" she said.

"Oh Janey, don't taunt me! Are you at a concert or something? Cause I'm working on a paper."

"Wow that sucks Sam! Anyway, think you can pick me up at the airport?" she asked.

"You're at an airport? Near Ocean Shores?" Sam asked, he growing very excited.
"Yep, so are you gonna pick me up or not?" she repeated. Sam didn't even stop to ask about why she was in California.

"The airport's a half-hour drive from here. I'll be there in twenty." Sam said.

"Great! I'll be outside baggage claim A."

True to his word, Sam pulled up outside the baggage claim area twenty minutes later. Thankfully, no police were around to pull him over when he zoomed down the highway. He spotted a familiar dark haired girl standing out side, puffing on a cigarette with a red duffle bag by her feet. Sam got out of the car and ran towards her.

Jane noticed a slim but familiar figure running towards her, she flicked her cigarette to the ground and ran towards him. They embraced and Jane captured Sam's lips with her. She tasted like cigarettes, but Sam didn't care, they stood there, kissing for a full minute, during which any thought of Reggie Rocket was pushed to the back of his mind.

"God, I've missed you Sam" Jane said after they finally separated.

"Me too." Sam replied picking up her bag. They walked towards his car. "Why are you here anyway?"

"Well, we have a 4-day weekend and I didn't want to spend it alone. Jimmy has to spend his annual quality time with his parents and Davey is in Jersey visiting his granny. Plus, I had connections to discount plane tickets." She explained.

"That is awesome." Sam said as he started up the car. "I can't believe you're here!" the excitement had yet to fade from his voice.

"Believe it. Now try not to drive too crazy cause I'm rolling a blunt." She said, pulling out a cheap cigar and a bag of weed from her purse. "So, did you connect with any old friends?"

"Yep, they didn't recognize me at first, though." Sam explained. "Anyway, guess whose moving back to New York in January?" Sam asked with a smile. Jane looked up from her task with a look of shock.

"Are you serious?"

"Yep, my step-dad even saved us a 4-bedroom apartment nearby NYU and Columbia." Sam smiled

"When I see Stan, remind me to give him a blowjob." Jane joked. By the time they made it back to Sam's house, they had smoked half of the blunt and were talking about their college applications.

"Let's go to my backyard to finish this sucker off." Sam said motioning to the blunt.

"Okay." Jane said. They walked around the house and onto the sand. "Holy shit, you got a beach in your backyard?"

Sam just laughed. They spent the next hour sitting on the beach, smoking and talking. Sam couldn't help but notice how pretty Jane was. He thought about the kiss they shared for the first time in months. He thought about Reggie. Was it cheating? After all, Sam and Jane were friends with benefits months before he and Reggie were boyfriend-girlfriend. He was grateful that Reggie wasn't there when he got Jane's phone call. Having his girlfriend in the car while making out with another girl in front of an airport would have been a disaster.

"Sam, you're not seeing anyone are you?" Jane asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Uh.." Tell the truth or get laid? Sam thought "I have a girlfriend. Been dating since September." Sam confessed. You idiot Sam thought to himself. He then realized that he was actually considering cheating on Reggie and instantly tried to erase his mind.

"Oh." Jane said. "I'm really horny. Do you want to fuck anyway?" she asked bluntly. How could he possibly turn down that?

"Yes." Sam said truthfully. Jane smiled in relief.

"Don't worry about feeling guilty; because I'm gonna make you forget about your girlfriend for the night." Jane promised. "Where's your room?"

Sam didn't bother with a verbal answer. He grabbed her hand and practically sprinted to his house.

Sam awoke the next day to a ringing cell phone. Without even looking at the caller i.d., he picked up the phone.

"Yeah?" he said sleepily.

"Hey, did I wake you? I've already called your cell two times this morning." Reggie said.

"Yeah, why are you calling so early? Is something wrong?" Sam replied.

"Sam, it's two in the afternoon. I just wanted to see how you were. For a while I thought you were ignoring my calls."

"I'm good, just stayed up too late. How was your night?"

"It was fine..." Reggie's voice continued over the phone, but a hand started rubbing Sam's bare chest. He turned around and saw Jane, giving him a suggestive smile that he knew was requesting another round. He mouthed the words 'my girlfriend' while pointing to the phone and turned away from his frizzled yet attractive distraction.

"So do want to meet for some surfing later on?" Reggie asked.

"Uh well, you see Reg, I got a surprise visit from a friend from New York so-" Sam said until Jane punched him in the arm. He covered the phone and said "What?" in an irritated voice.

"I want to meet her."

"Huh?"

"I want to meet her." Jane repeated sternly. Sam nodded slowly, not daring to question her.

"Well, I figured you can come over here and meet her. Maybe help me teach her to surf." Sam suggested.

"Okay. Sounds cool. I can bring over one of our spare surfboards. I'll be over in an hour." Reggie said happily. Sam was confused over tone. He was expecting her to question his relationship with Jane. He had mentioned his friend form New York was a girl. Then he remembered, Reggie was no ordinary girl. She wasn't insecure or jealous.

"Great, I'll see you then." Sam hung up and turned to Jane.

"Well I'm glad I packed a swimsuit! I've always wanted to surf." Jane said happily.

"She'll be over in an hour." Sam said flatly. He got out of bed, wrapped a towel around his slim hips and walked to his bathroom door.

"What's up with you?" Jane asked

"Like you don't know." Sam muttered. Jane rolled her eyes.

"Sam, just relax. It's not like your married. People have one night flings while in a relationship all the time. Just get over it. We had fun last night, but now I want to finish out my vacation just hanging out with my friend." Jane said calmly.

"You're right." Sam said softly. "I just feel guilty."

"You can feel whatever you want, just don't tell her we did it until I'm safely back in New York. I really don't feel like getting into a bitch fight." Jane said.

"But those were so fun to watch on the subway." Sam smiled, thinking back to his time in New York when Jane intentionally got into random arguments with other women on the subway.

"Just hurry up in the shower. I want to look nice for your girlfriend." Jane said while pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

"Trying to steal her away from me are you?" Sam joked. Jane lit her cigarette and exhaled.

"Why not? Every girl should have a lesbian experience while their young enough to attract a pretty partner. She is pretty, right?" Jane joked

"She might be a bit out of your league, but it could happen." Sam joked. "Can I watch?" he added with a smirk. Jane waved him off and focused her attention on the burning cancer stick between her lips.

Two and a half hours later, the three teens found themselves in the water. Jane had surprised both Sam and Reggie by managing to stand up on the third try. The waves were small that day, perfect for teaching a beginner. The introduction between Jane and Reggie had been nerve wracking to Sam. Jane had decided to wear a string black bikini that somehow managed to withstand the roughness of the ocean. Reggie had surprised Sam by showing up in equally skimpy navy blue top and short board shorts. Her usual surfing attire consisted of a sports-bra like top and board shorts that went down to just above her knees. The white shorts she wore now were at mid thigh, showing off her tan skin that Sam was always amazed to see had no tan lines whatsoever. He never questioned her lack of pale skin verbally. He wondered why she had decided to wear such an assemble for surfing. She still shredded as good as usual, but Sam was still confused.

Reggie and Jane had shown great friendliness when they were introduced. The way Jane reached out to hug Reggie; he'd think they were long separated friends. Sam was trapped between emotions. Either Reggie suspected nothing and was totally cool with Jane, or she was closely inspecting his and her every move and word, searching for a sign of is unfaithfulness.

As it turned out, Reggie was suspicious of Jane. The moment she laid eyes on Jane, only one thought popped into her head- she was gorgeous. Jane had long black hair and petite and skinny body that she was not afraid to show off. Reggie herself was skinny, but much taller than Jane, her hair not nearly as smooth and perfect. Jane looked like something out of a fashion magazine. When Sam told her that his visiting friend was female, she had figured the girl would be average looking, maybe a little cute. Hopefully rather homely. But she was wrong, dead wrong. Reggie couldn't help but be suspicious. In a way, she felt that Jane knew Sam better, having known him during a time of great change in his life.

She tried to be nonchalant when examining exchanges between them, searching for any hints of flirting or lingering eyes. So far, she was almost convinced that everything was fine. She even found herself to like Jane. She was funny, smart, and sassy.

"This is harder than it looks." Jane huffed while balancing on her borrowed surfboard.

"Well we've been out here for a while. The water's starting to get cold." Reggie said.

"Let's get out of the water and-" Sam started.

"Smoke a blunt!" Jane said excitedly.

"I was gonna say dry off and watch T.V., but your idea is much better." Sam smiled.

"Wow, you're more of a pothead than Sam." Reggie joked.

"Oh Reg, who do think he got it from?" Jane said. Both girls laughed. "I'm sorry if I corrupted your little Sammy." She jokingly apologized.

"Don't worry about it. I'm not complaining." She said while smiling at her boyfriend.

After sharing a blunt, the trio sat in Sam's room, completely stoned and content. Reggie looked at her watch and saw that it was getting late. She regretfully thought to herself that she would have to leave without sharing any one-on-one time with Sam. But before she left, there were a few details she wanted know about Jane's visit.

"So how long are staying Jane?" Reggie asked.

"I'm heading back on Tuesday morning. My school gave us a 4-day weekend." She explained.

"That's cool. What hotel are you staying at? I could give you a ride on my way back home." She offered.

"Actually, I kinda came here on a whim and didn't make any reservations. So I'm just crashing here." Jane answered.

"In the guest room." Sam added. He said this in a slightly rushed and defensive voice. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wished he'd stay quiet and let Jane do all the explaining. Reggie had raised her eyebrow in suspicion, and that was when Sam knew, she had him trapped. He silently cursed himself. Jane too, had noticed the sudden tension.

"Well I better get going, it's late." Reggie said getting up. "It was great meeting you Jane."

"You too." Jane had taken the hint in Reggie's voice that she needed a moment alone with Sam. It was like a secret female mind connection. "I'm gonna go use the bathroom." She said, making up an excuse to leave them alone. As she walked out the door, she turned her head and caught Sam's eye. She mouthed the words 'be cool' and shut the door behind her. Once she was out of ear shot, she muttered to herself- "Sam you idiot."

Sam looked at Reggie with a mixture of nerve and feigned nonchalant. On the inside, his stomach was turning, his knees were shaking, and he felt slightly nauseated. Reggie bit her lip, trying to think of what to say. Sam beat her to it.

"I think I know what you're thinking." Sam said, breaking the silence.

"Oh yeah? What am I thinking?" Reggie asked sternly. She was determined to hear his story, despite the tears that were welling up in the back of her eyes.

"You're thinking I'm shacking up with her. But that ain't the case." Sam paused. Reggie said nothing. "I know I was acting a bit suspicious with that whole 'guestroom' answer. I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea. Having another girl at my house. I was just being paranoid. Weed sometimes does that to me." Sam was talking out of his ass, but he made his voice seem calm.

"Really?" Reggie asked sincerely.

"Yeah Reg, truth be told, Jane has a boyfriend. A very big and protective boyfriend." Sam lied. "Besides, she's like a sister to me." He added, yet another lie. Reggie nodded her head and let out a sigh of relief.

"Wow Sammy, for a minute there, I was really worried." She confessed. Sam exhaled in relief and pulled Reg into a hug.

"You don't have to worry, Reg. No one out there does it for me like you do." He whispered into her ear. Reggie looked up at him captured his lips in hers for the first time that day.

"Are you going to school tomorrow? Or are you gonna skip and entertain your guest." Reggie asked.

"I really should hang with her. It's rude to leave her alone all day." Sam explained. "Care to join us? It'll be funner than school." Sam smiled.

"I want to, believe me. But I really got to give that presentation for Mr. Nick's class. I've already asked for two extensions." She explained.

"Alright. I guess I'll see you after school then." Sam gave her one last kiss. Reggie walked towards the door; she turned around and said-

"Have fun!" she said. "But not too much fun." She added with a false look of suspicion. Sam laughed and waved her off.

Jane came into his room a minute later and looked him over.
"Let's see, you're not dead or bleeding, and you look content. I suppose things went well?" she asked,

"Yep. So what do you want to do tomorrow?" Sam asked. "I'm skipping school." He explained.

"I'm not sure about tomorrow, but I know what I want to do tonight."

"What?" he asked. A smirk spread over Jane's face.

"Drinking, mischief, and misdemeanor crimes." She explained. Sam smiled.

"I'm a bit out of practice. Haven't done stuff like that since New York."

"It's like riding a bike Sam."

"Okay then." He agreed.

The two teens spent the night driving around Ocean Shores and its surrounding towns chain smoking, shoplifting things they didn't need, and spraying graffiti on abandoned buildings. They returned to Sam's house around four in the morning before having a couple drinks and collapsing on the living room couch.

Reggie had gotten out of her fourth period class. Her presentation for Mr. Nick's class had gone smoothly, and the rest of her day promised to be easy. Easy and boring. Reggie frowned, senior year had its exciting moments, she knew that since she was a freshman. But people failed to tell her about the boredom of having classes were the students were unruly and the teachers did nothing. Senioritis always managed to strike before winter break. Her next class was P.E. followed by Lunch, study hall, and History. All of the classes had nothing special planned- no quizzes, projects, or mandatory class discussions.

Reggie realized the only reason she never got bored at school was because Sam was always at her side, making her laugh, kissing her, and smoking with her. Without Sam, school sucks Reggie thought to herself. Then the idea hit her- cutting out early to hang with Sam and Jane. There was no reason for her t stay at school anyway. She walked into the locker room and started changing. During lunch, I'll leave she planned. She couldn't wait to see the look of surprise on Sam's face.

Sam awoke to the feel of Jane's lips planting kisses on his neck. He instinctively reached around her shoulders and returned the favor. He was still drunk from last night and his better sense of judgment had yet to appear.

"Wait…" he said as he pushed Jane away.

"Sam!" Jane pleaded. She began to rub his crotch, a move she knew he couldn't resist.

"Jane please, I have a girlfriend." Sam said. He didn't want to betray Reggie again, but his body had other ideas.

"You really don't want to do this?" Jane asked. Sam nodded. Jane gave him an impish grin. "That's not what your body language is telling me." She said while caressing the growing bulge in his pants.

"Janey!" Sam groaned. He flung his head back in annoyance but made no move to stop Jane's wandering hands.

"It feels good doesn't it Sam?" Jane slurred. She too, had obviously not recovered from last night's pitcher of margaritas.

"Uh huh." Sam said in a drone-like voice. His head was spinning. "But Reg-"

"Is at school." Jane pointed out as she unzipped his pants. His shirt had already been removed last night. His torso was covered in a thin layer of sweat brought on by nervousness and Jane's touch.

"We're still drunk." Sam pointed out.

"What kind of lame excuse is that?" Jane growled as stripped down to a black lace bra and matching underwear. She covered Sam's mouth with her own. This time, Sam made no move to stop her. He kissed her back and let his hands slide up and down her sides. Jane slipped her hand beneath the waistband of his boxers and Sam moaned into her mouth. As long as I'm still drunk, it's not that bad he thought to himself.

A rather loud noise sounded down the hall, but Sam was too busy to hear or acknowledge it. He didn't hear the engine of a car in the driveway before. He didn't hear the footsteps coming down the hall. All he heard was a shocked gasp and-

"Sam!" Reggie shrieked. Sam broke away and looked at Reggie in complete shock and terror. He instantly sobered up and pushed Jane away. Reggie's face was bright red and she looked on the verge of tears. Her hands were clenched tightly and shaking.

"Reggie I-" but he couldn't even finish his excuse. Reggie had punched him hard in the jaw, knocking him off his feet. Reggie looked down at him disgust. His hair was messy, his lips were red from Jane, he smelled like old sweat and tequila. The spot where Reggie has hit him was already beginning to swell.

"Don't ever come near me again Sam. We're through." She said sternly. With that, she turned on her heel and left.

Sam grabbed his jaw in pain and stumbled to get up. The hit had left him slightly dizzy. He ran down the hallway and out the front door.

"Reggie wait!" he yelled. But he was too late. Reggie had already peeled out of his driveway and was barreling down the road at what Sam was sure was over the speed limit.

Next chapter: Sadness and talks.