Restart- Alternative ending

Part one

So the little girl in the blue dress tells me where I fell from, but that's it. As I inch my way back from the peak, I extend my right arm, steadying myself against the cedar shakes on the side of the dormer. No sense repeating my swan dive off the roof, although it's no more than I deserve. I almost slip as one of the shakes pulls away. A terrified gasp escapes me as I slide a little before stopping my descent with my feet. I hang on like a fly to a wall, while the racing of my pulse returns to normal. That's when I catch a glimpse of blue behind the dull brown of the loose shake. There's something back there, wedged in behind the loose wood. I know what it is even before I reach for it. My hand closes on the silky blue ribbon, and as I draw it out, I feel the weight of the military decoration attached to it. The gold five-pointed star catches briefly on some insulation. And there it is, Mr. Solway's Medal of Honor-stolen, hidden, forgotten, and discovered again. Then, as if finding the medal has unclogged a drain, the memory of my accident pours back into me. It starts at the apex of the roof, with me gloating over the brilliance of my hiding place, while peering down through the sunroom window at Mr. Tottenham next door. He's in the lotus position on the floor, performing awkward yoga in front of the painting of the girl in blue. That's what does me in-the hilarious sight of my overweight neighbor twisted into a pretzel, looking like a giant mutant lemon in his skintight fluorescent yellow workout suit. I let go for just a second, reaching for my phone to get a picture of this one-man comedy routine. And the next thing I know, I'm skidding down the roof, the rectangular pattern of the shingles becoming a blur as I pick up speed. I claw madly at the slope, desperate for a handhold, a foothold-anything to stop my descent. It's no use. My momentum is too much. I'm falling. When I hit the eaves I flip over a little, giving me a terrifying view of the yard as it screams up to meet me. I know dizzying acceleration, and- I brace for impact, but the memory ends there. I don't have to hit the ground a second time. So that's how it happened-the mishap that turned my entire life upside down and almost killed me. Serves me right for snooping on poor Mr. Tottenham. How is it my business if he wants to do yoga in form-fitting spandex? But that was the old Chase. Everything was his business, because he said it was. What was I planning to do with that picture if I'd managed to get the phone out of my pocket? Show Aaron and Bear and the football team? Post it on Facebook? Print up fifty copies and plaster them all over town? I sigh. Who knows why that Chase did what he did? I should probably just be grateful I don't have to be him anymore. The medal clutched tightly in my palm, I climb down gingerly, careful to keep both hands and feet on the roof at all times. But i think, what if i did let go and fell again? My mind is whirling, It proabbly isnt something i should be thinking about right now. Brendan's house will just have to wait. Nothing there can be as important as returning this to its rightful owner. I have to see Mr. Solway. Near the eaves, I slide on my butt to my window and throw a leg over the sill. "Chase?" Uh-oh. Mom. "You promised you wouldn't go out on the roof ever again. Do I have to nail your window shut-?" I just blow past her. "Sorry, Mom," I toss over my shoulder. "Gotta get to Portland Street." "I'm not finished yelling at you yet! Have you forgotten what happened to you last summer? Do you have amnesia about the amnesia?" I run down the stairs, calling, "I'll explain later." In the kitchen, I snatch a soft dish towel off the drying rack and wrap it around the medal. I jam it in my pocket and blast out the door. As im running to Portland street I wonder. What would happen if I fell again like i did last summer? Would I die? I bet that would make alot of people happy. I dont even think about my mom, or how she would feel if I died. I can only think of how happy the Video club would be - especially Shoshanna and Joel obviously because they hate my guts.
I get to Portland Street Running faster than i couldiPrint up fifty copies and plaster them all over town? I sigh. Who knows why that Chase did what he did? I should probably just be grateful I don't have to be him anymore. The medal clutched tightly in my palm, I climb down gingerly, careful to keep both hands and feet on the roof at all times. My mind is whirling. Brendan's house will just have to wait. Nothing there can be as important as returning this to its rightful owner. I have to see Mr. Solway. Near the eaves, I slide on my butt to my window and throw a leg over the sill. "Chase?" Uh-oh. Mom. "You promised you wouldn't go out on the roof ever again. Do I have to nail your window shut-?" I just blow past her. "Sorry, Mom," I toss over my shoulder. "Gotta get to Portland Street." "I'm not finished yelling at you yet! Have you forgotten what happened to you last summer? Do you have amnesia about the amnesia?" I run down the stairs, calling, "I'll explain later." In the kitchen, I snatch a soft dish towel off the drying rack and wrap it around the medal. I jam it in my pocket and blast out the door. I get to Portland Street running as quick as i can down the hallway, Aaron and bear are right there and i try to avoid and ignore them trying to get to Mr. Solway but Aaron bursts the question. "Hey, Ambrose," he calls. "What've got there?"
I ignore him and shift my path to the opposite side of the corridor, and then Bear blocks my way. "The man asked you a question." I again shift away from Bear then Aaron blocks the way and together they block the hall. I do exactly what a running back would do on a football field: I put my head down and try to blast through the two, but they stop me cold. Aaron reaches down to grab the white fabric just like he would if he were grabbing a ball, and yanked. A dish towel opens up in his hand, and the medal flies out of it and hits the terrazzo floor with a clink. Star shape, blue ribbon-the geezer's medal. I fall on it so they dont see it but then they go on top of me. "Two-thirds of that is ours!" Aaron snarls. "It belongs to Mr. Solway!" I yell back "He doesn't care!" Bear grunts. "He barely remembers he ever had it!" "Get off!" Somehow, I manage to get to my feet with the medal in hand. "You're not going to win this, man," Aaron tells me. weirdly blw he said wasnt even unfriendly.. "We're taking that medal no matter what we have to do to you."
Aaron continues. I hesitate, considering my options. During the pause, one of the old lady's comes back into the hall. "What's going on out here? It's more than five minutes. We need our table set up. Now." "Oh, I'll do it," I offer, grabbing the opportunity to get away from them. I continue to escort the lady back to the rec room. I dont notice bt Bear starts to follow us, but Aaron holds him back. "Too many witnesses, man. Be patient. He can't stay in there forever."
I hear them say. I can feel them watching like hawks, it irritates me. Im not openjng my hamd as I set up the chairs and tables, And I keep one eye on them, Aaron looks at me with a look that tells me he's thinking:Were going to get you if we stand here till the next ice age. "He's toast,"I could hear Bear whisper triumphantly. "The only way out of the room is through us" The old Lady's are telling me how well im doing. and i can just feel aarona dn bear glaring at me. I hate it, they probably love me as much as much as they hate them. I take a small pottes plant from the TV cabnit and sets it on the table to be a centerpiece, because I think it looks good. Then as soon as i know it I turn around and my elbow knocks it over off the table. it hits the floor and shatters spilling the dirt everywhere. My heart pounds. I just know Aaron and Bear are loving this, because I can hear Bear say,"Ha! Idiot!" I rush to the corner to grab a vacuum to clean up the mess I made. I plug it in and clean up the mess when suddenly I open my hand and drop the medal into the unit's path. I immediately wanted to die right there. In a heartbeat, it's already sucked up and gone. I glance over my shoulder to see if Aaron and Bear noticed. I can tell they pretend they didnt see it but oh boy bears bright bright red face gives it away. Why?ugh! I start vacuuming torwards them now, speeding up and breaking into a run, the plug pops out of the wall and the vacuum goes silent Im raging. These two are possibly the most- I cant evem explain it. I still charge torwars them Bear and Aaron block the doorway and brace themselves to deck me again. Just before impact, I lifts the vacuum cleaner like a battering ram and slams it into them. they both get knocked back onto their butts, choking in a cloud of dust that the collision forces out of the filter bag. When they Sit there I make a run for it, still holding onto the vacuum cleaner. Then I hear them chorus, "Get him!" I hear them take off after me. I really hope they cant outrun me because im holding a vacuum cleaner, That's bound to slow me down. I just have to hurry and get to Mr. Solway's room.
I finally get to the hallway where Mr. Solway's room is and this - Shoshanna! I sprint torwards her then Aaron yanks the cord and I het pulled off my feet and fall back. Hard. Then before I know it Bear jumps on top of me like im prey, I hold onto the vacuum with my life, and becauss of that bear lands Punches on my head shoulders. It hurts. But dont I deserve this?

(im changing it up a bit at this part where things get uhm yeah)

I hear Kimberly and Shoshanna cry with outrage, but why? why do they care? doesn't Shoshanna hate me? ugh, anyways. I push Bear off of me and disconnect the barrel of the vacuum and reach inside, when Aaron grabs my hand, and Bear grabs the vacuum barrel thing, I push Aaron away and get up and tackle Bear. I manage to grab the Medal out of it before he could, and I run over to Shoshanna and toss the medal to her, she catches it as Mr. Solway looks at me funny and goes to Aaron and Bear, he drags them out.