I've been at work all day and the only reason I'm working is because I really need to move out of this dump. The manager is a total dick, so, I'm planning on moving to a two story house with my three best friends. All of us agreed on how we're paying the rent and its not that expensive.
After a long day of working, I always put up my hair and put on a crop top and some sweats, I mean no one can see me. This gives me the oppertunity to pig out on chips and Dr.Pepper. I turn on the TV skipping through channels, but nothing good seems to be on. I decide to just go outside for a bit. California is pretty nice, if you go out at the right place, at the right time. I grab my earphones and walk out of the apartment with a Dr. Pepper can in my hand. I walk out the building and decide to take a walk. I like everything about walks, except the fact that I live in Hollywood and anything can happen. I put in my earphones and put on some Kid Cudi.
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I've been walking for a while and I'm tired. So, I end up walking on my way home. I guess the weird people of Hollywood are just not feeling it today. I normally see cameras or strange make-up at times and weirdly, today i didnt. I hear a loud voice behind me, but I can't quite figure out what this person is trying to say. Is he calling me? Is he on the phone? The only way to find out is to check. I take out my left earbud and turn around.
Damn, this guy is gorgeous. He isn't doing anything of what I thought he was.. He was talking to a camera while holding a pennyboard on the other hand. He dragged his eyes a little bit below his camera lens, looking straight at me.
" I'm sorry, was I being too loud? " he chuckles.
" Oh, no. Its fine. " I shoot him a smile and he shoots one right back. I quickly turn around, but I get to notice he turns off his camera and comes closer. I can hear the click-clacking of his pennyboard.
" Hi, I'm Justin, but my friends call me 'Jc'. " he says holding up his right hand while holding his razta colored skateboard in his left.
" Hi, I'm Skylar. " I give him my hand, confused on why he came up to me.
" Kid Cudi fan I can see. " he says, pointing to my left earbud.
" Oh, uh yea." I look down at my earbud and start twirling it.
" Are you a Bob Marley fan? " I say, trying not to be so awkward.
" Not that much really.. " He pulls up his pennyboard and lays it out on both of his hands. I can't keep my eyes off of it.
" You seem interested, do you ride? " he looks up through the corner of his eye, his head is still downward at his pennyboard.
" No, but I used to. " He hands me his pennyboard, summoning me to ride it so, I take it.
I gladly grab it with my right hand and drop it right in front my left foot. I lift up my left foot and and place it on the front of the pennyboard. I slightly pick begin to push it with my right one.
" You're a natural! " he yells while cupping his hands around his mouth.
I check my phone for the time. Its 7:56. FUCK I'M GONNA BE LATE FOR MY SECOND SHIFT. I push my right foot harder not thinking about what I'm doing, but focusing on what I should be.
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Almost halfway home, I notice I just stole this guys pennyboard.
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Right There (Jc Caylen Fanfiction)
FanfictionSometimes I feel like I can't be heard, like no one can actually get what I'm going through. Sure, people can agree with me and give me advice, but that just doesn't feel right. Hopefully I can find someone that fills in that spot.
