In love with the skater boy

“Ew, I can’t believe they let them be in here” my best friend Laurie said making a face like she smelled something rotten. I turned to look at what or better who has gotten her attention and then I saw them, all scary- looking skaters or as Laurie call them “punks”. There are four of them one girl and three boys but one always stood up I don’t know if it’s because he is the leader or because he doesn’t really look the part. I’ve seen them since I was a child, we live in one of those small towns were everyone knows each other and, even with that, I have never exchange a word with a single one of them.

Laurie looks away from them and continues to eat her so called food which consist in a salad and water, I love her to death wave been friends since kindergarten when we bond over why Barbie could kick any Brats ass blindfolded but even with our shared interests I can’t understand why we are best friends sometimes, in friends terms she is so out of my league. She has strawberry blonde hair with bright blue eyes and a permanent tan thanks to the tanning bed she got from her parents on Christmas, her legs look like they go for miles long and, another thing that I’m always jealous of; she always dresses nicely, the perfect combination between classy and trashy. I know looking at us you may not know why I have my doubts but while I see myself simply average looking my best friends is stunning beautiful.

I’m not fishing for compliments when I said so but let me give you the full picture, I have really black hair that runs in waves almost all the way down my back and white pale skin, I guess the thing that I love about myself are my green eyes they look so bright against my dark hair sometimes I think they sparkle a little, I have curves in all the right places but my legs, unlike Laurie’s, are really short.

I know Laurie is chatting about something but I see myself looking in the direction of the punks again, how would it be to be so carefree? I’m not stuck up or anything like that but between maintaining my grades up, my boyfriend happy and my ballet technique impeccable, I can get a little overwhelm. Just as I’m turning my head to nod at whatever Laurie is saying one of those skater boys lock eyes with me and I silently gasp, since I’ve never paid so much attention to them I didn’t realize some of them were really hot and damn those sky blue eyes are pulling me to him, I think it took me three seconds while looking to skater boy’s eyes to notice he was full on grinning at me and then I felt the blush creeping up my cheeks, I hate my blush sometimes, I turned my head so hard I’m afraid I gave myself whiplash and it surprise me that Laurie is still babbling completely oblivious to me making an ass out of myself.

“So, what do you think?” I lift my gaze to find Laurie looking at me expectantly but the thing is, what the hell was she talking about? Ok, ninety percent of situations like this can be saved by agreeing so I decide to give it a shot.

“I totally agree with you”

“WHAT?! How can you say that! What a friend you are Layken” She looks in the verge of tears and then storms out of the dinner we are in, I guess my luck is down today, I think about going to find her but I know Laurie too much and I know for a fact the she is a huge drama queen and what she needs is just to cool down. So I finish my lunch alone, something that I hate doing because I don’t know where to look at my eyes wander around the small dinner, this is the place where everyone hangs out since we live in such a small town and there’s not really much else to do. The place is decorated vintage style I don’t know from what time and I’ve always wonder if it’s like that on purpose or the owners have kept it like that since only God knows when.

Suddenly my eyes go to skater boy and I know he was looking at me first although he doesn’t seem to mind that I caught him, his eyes lock with mine and it’s a down right stare down. I know I should look away but his eyes are so captivating I can’t. I hear the others skaters snickering and I avert my gaze to see them almost laughing at me everyone but the skater girl who is sneering at me almost like an animal, what I lady like thing to do, I think. I scowl at them and get up to leave as I’m crossing the door I step on something sticky and not so gracefully fall on my butt I close my eyes waiting for the impact of the pain but I feel a strong pair of hands holding me and pulling me close to someone’s chest.

I open my eyes and look up to see, yeah you guessed it, skater boy looking down at me. We are so close I inhale sharply and then feel all the air in my lungs leaving me, I didn’t see it from afar but skater boy is gorgeous. He has honey color hair with sky blue eyes, a strong jaw and cheekbones, stubble that looks like he didn’t shave this morning and oh my God his body, I know that I can’t see it but being this close to him I feel it, his strong and muscle arms holding me to his hard chest and stomach. His eyes are searching mine for something and I just stare stupidly until he grins and says:

“Barbie I think you can stand by yourself now” Huh? Oh! I’m still in his arms like an idiot, when I realize that I feel my whole face and neck burning from the blush and he lifts his hand to run his fingers along my neck. The tingling sensation a get makes my knees buckle and he holds me more firmly. It hits me like a bunch of bricks the fact that a) He called me Barbie, who does he think he is? He doesn’t even know me, b) I’m STILL in his arms and people from school are probably watching this and c) I have a boyfriend who may not be happy with this.

I abruptly stand on my own and skater boy reluctantly lets me go, I turn and scowl at him “Don’t you dare call my Barbie again you punk!” I screech and stomp to my car. I get in and see skater boy standing there but not alone anymore, skater girl is leaning into him and brushing affectionately his arm while he just stands looking at my car go. I don’t what the hell was that little moment we just had but I’m sure as hell staying out of his way because that skater boy seems like trouble to me.