I can't stop thinking about him! My mind raced 100 miles per hour as I threw on my black DCs. I was going to see him today.. I hope.... I wore black skinnies with rips on the knees, a MCR muscle tank, and many jelly bracelets. I wanted to look relatively decent, so I combed and slightly straightened my hair. I took one last glance in the mirror before approving of my appearance, and ran out the door, my board in my arms.
Skating gives me a beautiful rush. Going down ramps at top speed, feeling the wind pass me, it's wonderful. In practically no time, I was at our usual hang out. Sam had told me to go behind some dude's house because he let us use a run down shack as a club house.
I crept behind the off white building and saw a wooden shack that looked to be falling apart. Boards and bikes were scattered across the lawn and I dropped mine down around them.
Familiar voices were heard emanating from the structure when I realized... I had to jump in through the window..... I can't jump at all.... The door was securely locked from the inside and the sound of rap music would completely drown out my voice... I'm really short and bad at jumping... Hell, I'm only 5"2! I gotta do what I've gotta do...
I put my board on top of the rickety old wood flooring that was severely demolished. I still couldn't make it. I switched that out for a large rock. Still, no luck. This was getting really frustrating...
I stacked each board on top of each other and climbed on top. I can finally make it! Or so I thought. Just as I hoisted my leg over the boards moved and I was sent crashing to the ground. I screamed at the top of my lungs when I landed on the rock and was stabbed in my side by the broken flooring. The music stopped and everyone looked out the window. Blood gushed from my side and parts of my leg. A cool substance hit my neck when I realized I had hit my head on a wooden beam. Things were getting blurry as James leaped out of the window towards me. Everything was black. (((A/N: LIKE MY SOUL)))
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Bittersweet
De TodoDawn is a not - so typical 15 year old girl. She has black hair, and usually dresses in black skinnies and a tank top. One day while hanging with her friends, she meets someone who will change her life.
