The Skater Girls

It's Therapy...Really

Hazel's P.O.V

We were caught up in the parking lot, there was a huge fight near the entrance and we just had to get a good look at the action.

Josh stopped them both after one laid a few punches to the others face, and we carried on walking towards the mall straight after.

When I was staring at the action, I couldn't help thinking about the fight that had happened at the skatepark. People were videoing and laughing, posting things on Vine and Facebook just to amuse themselves.
Then I thought to myself, by me standing and watching, I'm no better than everyone else.

But then again I did do something to stop the fight, as much as I hated them both, I wouldn't want anything really bad to happen to them.

Or do you?

"Dwelling in the past?" Danielle asked patting my shoulder. She could always tell what I was thinking and when I was thinking it. But this time I couldn't let her know about my thoughts. She seemed happy now, and I wasn't about to ruin that with the memories that we had gone through.

"No, just thinking," I said causally trying to avoid any more questioning.

"Thinking about what?" Danielle asked impatiently.

Well that didn't help...

"About life in general, what it would be like in other places outside of America."
Now I know that I was lying, but there was some truth behind it...

"You think too much, thinking is bad for you," Danielle stated rolling her eyes at me. "Isn't it Zoey?"

Zoey knew everything, her cleverness was actually intimidating.

"Well, due to the fact that Hazel herself is an Aquarius, it is natural for her to think more than other people in general. People with that sign need time to themselves, according to the Daily Teenage Magazine." She stated passionately.

"See, thinking is good for you, that's exactly what I said, remember?" Danielle laughed sarcastically. I chuckled at her childish response.

"So where do you wanna go first?" Josh had moved in between Danielle and i and now his large muscly arm was around my delicate shoulders.

"Errrm...."

"Well we're definitely not going to any men's shops first!" Danielle demanded smiling cheekily at Dean who was frowning in disappointment.

"I think we should meet up with the girls," Zoey said. "Georgia just sent me a text saying that their all in Footlocker."

"That's cool with me," Dean said smiling back at Danielle. "Footlocker is a boys shop too."

"Ugh."

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Hannah's P.O.V

Getting back to the others took quite a long time, longer than I thought anyways. Not that I was slow or anything, but because I was traumatised by what the freak had done to me.

As soon as I looked at the last text, I couldn't help thinking that someone was watching me, my every move as if I had an invisible shadow attached to me wherever I went.

When I turned around on the top floor of River Island, someone in a black hoodie bumped into me and made everything in my bag fall on the floor.
We both bent down at the same time and he helped me put all my stuff back. He had black, scruffy hair but I couldn't see his eyes. He was wearing sunglasses.

When I said thank you the guy didn't bother to answer me back. But after a while I just assumed that he didn't really hear me and continued to walk off.