Olivia Hayes never truly had anywhere to call home. Her dad left when she was eleven and her mom was rarely around. Her only salvation was being at her best friend Cora's house.
Alexander Stevens didn't think his life was going anywhere. His parent...
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Alex is going to try and teach me how to skateboard today.
Emphasis on the word try.
See I can balance while someones hoisting me up in the air.
But on wheels?
That's when my coordination flies out the window.
I told Alex I'd meet him at the park at six and it was currently five.
My day so far had been pretty slow.
I woke up did some laundry and then laid in bed all day watching shows on Netflix.
I'm really living the teenage dream right now.
Since I have an hour until I meet Alex I decide to head down stairs and make dinner.
My mom hasn't come home all weekend which makes me think she really could come home any second.
I make a mental note to lock the door to my room.
My money isn't in there, I was worried someone might bust in and get it.
Once I am down stairs I grab out some bread, jelly, and peanut butter.
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are so good.
I guess that is unless you are allergic to peanut butter.
I'm not. Hehe.
I spread the peanut butter on one piece of bread and the jelly on the other before squishing them together.
Grabbing my glass of water I go to sit by the counter.
I hate the feeling of peanut butter going down your throat but the taste is immaculate.
After I finish eating I get dressed, getting ready to head out.
I decide to throw my hair up in a ponytail as I head out the door.
Once I get to the park I already see Alex doing some cool flippy tricks on his board.
I really need to learn what they're called.
"GIVE ME AN A, GIVE ME AN L, GIVE ME AN E, GIVE ME AN X, WHAT DO THAT SPELL? GO ALEX!!" I cheer and he stops, picking up his board and walking over to me.
Did he not find it as funny as I did?
"You know you're supposed to get all happy and excited when someone cheers you on. That's the point of cheering." I say and he rolls his eyes.
"Clean slate remember." I remind him and he nods.
"I remember Liv." He sounds sort of tired.
Then I remember we are a few hours away from his bed time.
"Well anyways I am ready for you to teach me all those cool tricks and shit."
He shakes his head, "Can you even stand on a skateboard by yourself?" He questions.
