The Skater Girls

Criminal Minds

Josh's P.O.V
"Should we run?" I asked Dean as we crouched down behind some dustbins in a nearby alleyway. The whole street was completely quiet again, apart from this one really annoying dog that kept barking whenever it saw the trees move.

Shut the fuck up already!

I looked at Dean and waited for an answer... He shook his head while he scrolled through the messages on his Nokia brick phone.

I know what you're thinking.

It wasn't wise to use our real phones. Not when we were doing things like this. Talking to people like him.
"No we don't run... We wait."

I leant back against the hard surface of the dustbin and kept quiet. I didn't question him. He would know what to do, he's done this before. Many times before.

Run Josh, you've done a bad thing... RUN!

"What if we get caught?" My mind was playing games with me, distracting my focus from the scene we were standing in. I'd never done anything like this... I was a bad boy, your classic naughty boy... But I'd never done anything like this.

"We won't get caught, stop being such a pussy!" Dean hissed and shoved me hard against the green, giant trash can. If it wasn't close to the wall, the thing would've rolled off into the street on it's 4 wheels.

I clenched my teeth and felt my muscles tense with aggression. I moved forward and lifted my right arm up, threatening to punch him. Dean flinched back and put his arms up in surrender. "I'm not a fucking pussy!"

You are though aren't you? Deep down, you know you are...

I calmed myself down and looked back at Dean; he was concentrating on his phone again. "So when do we run?"
I couldn't get caught... Getting arrested wasn't an option.

He didn't look up at me, he just shook his head again and murmured, "not yet."

I watched closely at the small screen on his tiny black phone. I didn't have one yet, so I couldn't receive messages from the guys he was working for. Dean started biting his lip in confusion... One sight of nervousness from Dean meant that we were in deep shit.

"Is he answering? Is he here yet?" I bombarded him with questions and tried to ease my racing heart down to its normal rate. But something about the dark night made me feel like I was surrounded by evil... And now, I had become apart of it.

"Nah, this guy isn't answering... His making this shit too mysterious." Dean shoved his phone into his back pocket. I watched as the phone disappeared and blended in with the darkness of his jeans.

We were both wearing black.

All of a sudden I heard the sound of someone stepping on glass, and just as I was about to stand up and peek behind the trash can, the sound of police sirens erupted through the silent street; and Dean and I dashed the opposite way... Deep into the alley.

Chloe's P.O.V
Remember me? Please don't say you've forgot about me. Too many people have forgotten about me. Even Hazel and her friends have forgotten about me.

I'm the girl at the bar in the skatepark. But you already knew that right? Huh, yeah right.

After that incident between them two girls my whole life has shattered down to the ground. My boss fired me. He said I was supposed to be taking care of the skatepark and not letting vicious fights step foot into the park's gates.
He said that it was all my fault that the police came in and invaded the grounds of his land. He claimed that it was all my fault ambulances came and took a broken, beaten down girl into medical care. He said that it was all my fault.