chapter 3

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chapter 3

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i jumped as my phone rang from the pocket of my white softe shorts and answered it " Hello?" i asked sweetly

"Yo" said a familair voice, Chris. " what the hell do you want Chris?!?!" i said visously."brandon wants to talk to you" " sence when do i wat to talk to people of your possie?" " what ever hes on" he said " hey skyler" he said in his deep scary voice. " hai" i said. " so umm do you wanna go out some time?" he said " not really, your not really my um type..." i said " oh..." he said " i also like what you and breanna did with your hair" he said " oh um thanks " i said shyly. " well cya round i guess " " bye" he said. OMG why the hell would he ask me out!? he has all these other babes! my mind said " i gotta call bre i gotta call her!" i dield her number. " cmon pick up cmon" i screamed at the damn thing. then i saw a moving truck across the street HUH? my mind said. then it hit me well, more of a yell from my mom who was never home " SKYYYY!" a voice called. i opened my door and ran hallfway down the stairs " ya mom?" i asked " theirs a new family across the street-" "oviously" i cut in " any ways" my mom continued " go inturduce them to the neighborhood and im going on a trip for a few weeks for my job, and im leaving on monday just to tell you" " okay mom " i ran back up the stairs and fixed my newly dyed back hair and made sure i looked like a hot 16-year-old that was from cali. "SHIT!" i said as my feet hit the hot,black,road. so i walked on my tippytoes and let my side bangs fall in my face. "Hey" a deep voice said, i looked up and saw sky blue eyes and brown hair in a mowhawk, he was tall ,muscular, and hansom. " hi, im skyler or you can call me sky either or." i said in my sweet 16-year-old voice. " im Ryan and i guess you can see i live here" i laughed " yeah i live over their." "hahaha yeah" he said " so were do youor where will you be going to school?" i asked "im going to Martin Browns High School." " Thats were i go, what grade?" i said "im in 11th how 'bout you?" he asked "im in 10th but my brother is in 11th" i answered " no offence or anything but ur kinda short.." he said calmly " yeah i know but i dont really care " i said smiling away. " cool" he said realy deep that made me jump, but i was still smileing and then it hit me! "hey" i said touching his shoulder " ya?" he answerd " my friend breanna is having an end of the year party tonight, and you could really get to meet people.." i said looking up in his beautiful blue eyes." yeah i guess i colud come" " oh and come to my house so i can show u wear it is and it starts at 8!" " mkay its a plan cya later" OMG im so happy he didnt say 'date' cuz i would ve fainted! " kay its a plan " i said skipping off.and also twirling my black,hair. by the time i got in the house had it was only 11:00 so i had about 2 hours before lunch, soi called breanna. " Heyyyyyy my weird best friendchick!" i said into the phone. " Heyyy sky" she said laughing " i got about 2 or 3 hours before lunch and i need to feel the bars floor beam and vault, so do yu wanna come with?" i asked casuly " umm HELL YA!" she screamed " okay then cya in about half hour?" " Yup!" " okay byee" bye"

"what to wear what to wear" i said talking to myself." oooh this one" i said pulling out my black and electric pink, with twisted straps. I put it on, ran in the bathroom and put my hair in a high pony then grabbed electric pink soffes and put them on. " bye mom and jake, going to the gym!" i said grabbing water and my keys from the kitchen. then walked out the door. " SHIT!" i said when i forgot my grips. then i grabbed them and pulled out the driveway.

Once i got their i said hey to all my friends and found breanna on bars. "HEY!" i screamed over twards bars " yea!??!" she screamed back. " you couldnt wait for me?!?" i asked laughing. " nope" she answerd also laughing. i ran into the locker room put in my water and keys ( sence i forgot shoes no shoes),put my grips on and ran to bars.

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