They Day I Found A Skateboard And Myself

Chapter 1

Reader remember dont change for anyone , you being you brings magical things to this world. Always be kind even to the haters , they need it most . If you being you makes you happy then thats enough . Dont let anyone tell you different. You will find your Arlo , who will teach you that being unique makes all the difference in this world. Don't give up . I hope this story teaches you something <3

Welcome reader , im Willow and my life is far from ordinary. Im in my last year of school and you would think im going around with all my friends. Well no , im not. I have no friends and i dont fit in anywhere. Dont feel bad for me , sometimes i prefer it. The weird group? nope , the popular group? no , the skateboards group? no . Even people that like the same things as me , I don't fit in with them . I'm better in a small group or just a person alone . I used to be friends with people in different friend groups , I could never fit in with all them people .  I didn't fit in anywhere , and i never understood why. I guess im just different from everyone else. Some might say thats a good thing , but is it? I always wonder that , especially in them moments at night when all the thoughts seem to appear . Little did i know , i was about to find people that would help me realise it was a good thing. Who wants to fit in anyway?

I was sat in school , counting the minutes ticking away so i could leave this place. I can't stand being here , it drives me insane every day.  Everyone only cared about themselves , unless they could make a rude comment , or make fun of you in some sort of way , that somehow gave them pleasure . I always saw it as they were jealous or had something going on in there life that they were taking it out on me . I knew that was true from experience , I to used to do that sometimes , lash out of people because I was having a hard time . I tried my best to be quiet , to avoid people .  Thats what i did , i went the whole day without trying to say a word to anyone , and it mostly worked. The worst of all was the school clothes , i understand why they have them but ugh my style is what makes me , me. But I guess wearing school uniform gives everyone another reason why not to pick on me , but still my style it makes me confident 

The only times i felt free was when i was acting at my weekend theatre school , yes I know your surprised . But acting I can be a whole different person and experience life from there point of view , and for that little while I'm not me , I'm somebody else . It gives me peace and learning about someone else , you can escape from your own little world for awhile . The other things that made me confident was when i was at home , and when i was wearing streetwear with my skateboard. I always felt myself and accepted in those moments

As soon as the bell rang at 3pm , the freedom came. I finally felt happy. I ran straight into the bathroom and got changed into my streetwear , my style that made me feel accepted by myself. It was never freedom , there was still a hour on the bus before that could happen . Sitting on the bus with my headphones in , trying to drown out the gossip from my classmates. As soon as i got off the world felt mine , i could be me

After a long bus ride , I was so happy to get off . Finally i thought. I pressed the buzzer , as the bus came to a halt i got off. Finally the moment i have been waiting for all day , im off. As I stepped off I felt the cold breeze into my face . I love fresh air . I went into the nearby shop to buy some snacks , before hurrying home.

But thats when someone spoke to me , in a nice way for once . "Hey , your style is incredible" i heard from behind me. I turned round . There was a boy , i recognize him but i wasnt sure where from. He has soft , thin brown hair , he was so tall , he was wearing streetwear and he was holding a skateboard. He seems so cool , why would he want to speak to me i thought. "Awww thank you , your style is so cool" i replied , I can't believe I just said that , I thought to myself . "Your to kind , whats your name?" he replied back. I cant believe this , someone who isnt my family is taking notice of me. That may sound strange , but its true. "Im Willow , whats yours?" He smiled , "Willow , thats a dope name , im Arlo." Arlo i know i have heard that name before somewhere, i thought to myself. The excitement inside me , from speaking to someone wearing streetwear was huge. "Do you live around here?" i asked . This was the first time in a while i made effort in a conversation. "yeah , i live just down there by the beach , where do you live.?" I pointed down the road "i live down there" i replied. "Come round my house tomorrow we could skateboard together ? 5pm" he asked. "yeah , that would be fun." i replied . He stepped on his skateboard and flew down the street . "see you later willow." he shouted . I waved as he hurried home . I couldn't believe he asked me around his house

This is when the adventure began ...