#dpregan

Squirt was awoken by what must have been a pillow bring thrown at his head. Groggily, the boy pulled his head up to see that he was correct. "Well now," he said, his voice showing how tired he was, "you only ever do that when you need to talk about something." He stretched out his arms in attempt to wake himself up as Regan sat atop her bed with her legs crossed Indian style. "Morning!" She exclaimed. "No, not really. Just wanted you to wake up at the same time morning people do." He rolled his eyes with a half-smile on his face as he turned over on his back, still underneath the warm covers. "Do you know how often we change time zones here?" "Do you know how many times we changed time zones on tour?" she replied with just as much sass as the boy had given her. "You were always the last one up, even when we were home." He gave a small shrug before folding his arms under his head. "So I met the girlfriend," Regan blurted out. His brows raised immediately, wanting her to elaborate. "Mm?" he hummed. "She's pretty as," she nodded with a small smile. "Go on," he said with a fond grin on his face.. Even thinking about Snow made him happy. "And she's nice too. I don't know how you managed to snag her up but good job.." Although she truly meant it, Squirt noticed her trail off at the end. His gaze fell from the ceiling down to the older of the two. "But.." he began, not knowing what to expect. "/But,/" Regan repeated, fidgeting with a lock of her wavy blonde hair. "You're leaving, Squirt."

His lips pressed together, not wanting to comment. But Regan continued on for the both of them. "You're only staying here until your grades are up. And then you're back on tour with us." "So..?" Squirt chimed, although he knew where this was going. "So you can't just lead the poor girl on like that; that's not cool." He sat up in his bed and looked at her. "Who said I was?" His words showed his concern for the matter, but his face portrayed a tinge of hurt for the accusation. "I'm not saying that you don't like her. It's clear you do, mate. But I know you, and I know that you haven't even thought about what you'll do when the time comes." Squirt opened his mouth to reply, but no words escaped. She was right, the blonde wasn't thinking too far ahead. The most he had ever thought ahead was with his date with Snow, and that was only a week in advance, and included help. "You're not staying here, and we both know that. Once you get a few more good test grades, you'll come back to us. And what's the poor girl going to do then, aye?" Squirt's eyes fell to the ground, no words able to come him for a response. "You need to be careful with this, alright? I'm not saying you have to end things right now. I'm just saying that, well, don't go falling in love with the girl. For both your sake's. Because once you're back with us, you can't afford to have any distractions." His eyes finally met hers, seeing a caring look in her blue eyes that matched his own sad ones. He nodded twice in understanding before getting up out of bed. "Alright." He stated simply. "I'm going to take a shower," he added before slowly pacing towards the bathroom. Regan nodded back to him and watched him leave the room before sighing and dialing for room service, ordering the two a nice big breakfast.

Squirt has run into a childhood friend while in Berlin. It's all in the closed. But basically they grew up together and are on the same surf team. And yeah her name's Regan. Kait said I wouldn't do it so obviously i had to prove her wrong. suck it bitch I DID IT FC is annasophia robb. have fun with her she likes having fun

Squirt had arrived in Berlin for merely a few hours, but the boy's curiosity had already gotten the best of him. He had to keep moving, he had to explore. Luckily he still had no roommate, so they kid was free to discover the new area on his own. After quickly dropping his things in his room, Squirt managed to sneak out from the school crowd and began to wander around the city.

His eyes were darting from object to object, person to person, so much so that he found himself constantly bumping into others, apologizing after every time. For the most part the strangers were kind, or at least kind enough not to raise a fuss about it, so he changed nothing as he continued walking about Berlin. While sightseeing, he heard a distinct voice call his name. "Squirt?" He heard, the voice sounding more than surprised. The blonde's eyes widened, immediately recognizing the voice, but not believing it. Surely he was hearing things. "Squirt is that you, mate?!" It asked, and he turned to face the beckon. And to his astonishment, it was the face that matched the voice, standing a few yards behind him and sharing the same expression as him. "No fucking way!" They cried in unison before rushing to meet each other in a tight hug. The tall, tanned girl stood a few inches above him, laughing as they pulled back. "What are ya doin' here?" She asked excitedly. "I thought you were in that school we shipped ya off to!" "I am, I am," he explained. "Monthly school field trip-thing." "No shit?" She grinned. "I've missed you mate! Team's not the same without our youngest," The blonde girl nudged him lightly. "Yeah, yeah.. Wait, what the hell are you doing here? This isn't exactly surfing season. Or location," he scoffed playfully. "And you're always near water." "Oh yeah, well I was in Portugal for some surfing interviews, like pre-season shit and all," she said with a wave of her hand. "And they let us take a break while in Europe and I have an aunt and uncle that moved to Berlin when I was five, so they said they'd take me in while I waited for my next destination."