adrenaline addicts (BxB)

4.

"Oh that's so cool, you play basketball." I exclaimed, a little more enthusiastically than I had meant to. Andy and I walked up to the lunch line and this time I chose a burger, and oh my it was much better than the pizza. I saw Andy smiling and trying not to chuckle as he watched me absolutely scarf down my burger.

"So will you be free after school?" He questioned, looking me dead in the eyes, which were covered by hair. Ofcoarse I would be free, but that doesn't mean I want to go to a basketball game.

"Sure, what time is it?" I asked, a dumb question in hindsight when I'm pretty sure he'd already told me today.

He cleared his throat, "straight after last period could you head to the sports hall, there's bleachers and if you want a good seat you should be early." He sounded as if he would elaborate so I stayed silent. "And after the game you could come into the locker rooms and I can introduce you to some of my friends, sound cool?"

Yes, it sounds 'cool'. That is, if your idea of cool is being introduced to a bunch of 6 ft hunky dudes in a sweaty locker room whilst you ate a 5'8 skater kid. "That sounds awesome." Were the only words I could conclude with. The bell practically did most of the talking for me when it interrupted me mid sentence.

Andy quickly got up with a simple 'see you' and bolted straight for the locker rooms. Whereas I slowly packed away, dreading the thought of Spanish.

By the time that Id gotten up I was already going to be about 10 minutes late to lesson. I may aswell as just be a little rebel and skip. I took my board from out of my backpack and did my awkward pedal around the school.

I thought I was the only one in the hall, I was solely mistaken. I figured that out when I felt my board get yanked from underneath me. I was sent flying forwards and landed on my stomach and forearms in an army crawl position. I slid myself up and turnt around so that I was sitting facing the problem. There he was in all his glory.

Zachary. He dyed his buzz cut again, now it was a darkish green with a black zebra print design.

"Hey I know you," I beamed, recognising him as the guy from my old skatepark.

He was quick to shut me down, "no you don't. And there's only enough room for one skater in this school, got that?" Woah, you're tough. Sorry that was very sarcastic. I really thought this dude was cool at the skatepark.

Now you guys are probrably expecting me to say something back like 'we will see about that' but no. Honestly I just got up and walked the opposite way. No matter how bad it tempted me I didn't look back to see what expression he'd made. He did have my skateboard though so now I was forced to limp around.

Let's face it, ending up actually going to Spanish was not going to happen. Its already about 20 minutes into lesson and I'm just wandering the halls. I should've suspected a teacher would be lurking the halls looking for truants. And when his eyes locked on me they were not going to look away.

He began walking towards me so I walked away. When u heard his footsteps getting quicker and closer I began to run. Eventually I could hear him calling for backup and knew I had to hide or I'd get sent to the principal. Mum and dad would not take kindly to that.

Then I remembered back to this morning, the abandoned side alleyway. True that there's a bunch of hazardous spikey plants but looking further down I recall seeing a tree that looked rather climb-able.

Eventually, after avoiding fhe search party and making precise turns I'd made it to the door. I stepped out and let out a breath of relief. Yet that doesn't mean that they would check outside, so I dud need to act fast.

I carefully stepped over hurtful plants until I ended up at the end of the alleyway, there was an abandoned area which was really eiree. There was a really dirty tiled patio and a bunch of litter. The thing that stood out through me the most were a few homemade swings dotted around. A few rope and wood ones and a tire one. They looked as if they hadn't been used for a while.