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Growing up in a small town where everybody knew everybody was kinda sweet. Especially when your best friend happens to be the one guy everybody knows. Christopher Bang also known as Chan, and I met on the playground in 2nd Grade. Your typical "saved me from a bully" story except I was about to hit the kid in the face with the swing they pushed me off of and Chris stopped me. Ever since then he's been stopping me from doing a lot of dumb things which I think is really stupid cause some people deserve to be hit in the face with a swing.

"Lee!" He shouted. I was knocked out of my thoughts realizing where we were. "My bad, how long was I out?" He checked his watch while taking a bite from the burger we bought a few minutes ago. "3 minutes." I nodded and shoved a fry in my mouth. I looked in front of us and smiled. "pretty..." i mumbled.

We were sat on the hood of Chris's old, running on hopes, tears, prayers and duct tape, beat up Toyota Corolla watching the sunset from Cliff's Edge. Cliffs Edge wasn't the most safe place in our little town but it was nice. There's a rail to prevent anybody from falling over and it had a banging view of the sunset from here.

Chan looked as grungy as his car. Always in a black hoodie with a flannel over it, cargo pants and vans. Typical Pinterest skater boy if you ask me. He had a nose ring and a tongue piercing with a tattoo saying "Heavy Dirty Soul" on his wrist. His car always had a Red Bull in the cup holder.

Me however, my style was more older generation. Baggy Jeans, hoodies or oversized shirts/sweaters and converse or vans. Chan said I look like a skater boy but I can't skate so I'm basically catfishing but with skateboards. His words not mine.

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He picked me up a couple hours ago to get food and sit at Cliff's Edge to do absolutely nothing. "Did you do the History assignment?" I looked at him bored. "The take-home essay? What do you take me for? A scholar?" He laughed and took a sip from his drink. "I forgot you don't go to school." I scoffed. "I'm not Changbin." He laughed more and looked at me. "Summers almost here, what's our plan?"

"Pool Party at Ji's on day one, Hyunjins gonna be working day shifts at the antique shop so we can go visit him there, Changbins gonna get us a discount on clothes from the thrift shop he works at, Jeongins gonna be in Summer school for the first month, Seungmin's parents are renting out the spare room again, and Felix's moms gonna be gone all week with his sisters so he's got the apartment to himself." Chan nodded. "The skate shop is gonna probably give me a few weeks off, paid, to enjoy summer before keeping me there." He says. I nod. "I have to take my drivers test then I can finally crash your car." Chris punched my leg that was thrown over his. "Belinda has gone through a lot but you're NEVER getting behind the driver wheel." "Why not?!" "Your driving sucks."

"No it does not!" He rolled his eyes and took a bite of his burger again. "You drive as bad as Cece gives head." "You bitch! Never compare my driving to that monstrosity again. At least I can still give good head WHILE driving."
Chris scoffed. "Yeah okay." "Oh fuck you." I groaned. He looked over with a proud smirk on his face. "I already did." I stared at him wide eyed. My ears turned red and my cheeks burned. He smirked and leaned closer to my face. "And I did it real good." He whispered.

I bit my lip and pushed his face away while he laughed. "You did..." I mumbled. Shrugging, he picked up his burger again. "You're dangerous."
"Nah babe, I'm just risky to be around." I rolled my eyes and got up to throw away the empty cups and boxes in the nearest trash can.