Now that my knee's cleaned up with hose water, I put my shoes on and skate down the street. I skate to the beach and almost start laughing hysteraclly when I see all the brain-washed girls standing outside the bus that I saw earlier, screaming, most likely another boy band. I mean, yeah it's okay to like a band, but really? Surround their bus, hah, poor guys.
I decide to stop laughing around at the scene and walk down one of the shopping strips, I see Starbucks, eh, white girl bait, I'll take it. I go in and order an iced tea, because it's far too hot for a coffee. I grab it off from the counter, leave some cash, then I'm off on my board with my iced tea.
When I skate past the bus again I snort because there's like five body gaurds holding back two-hundred or so girls, who the heck could be here? Bieber again? Oh well, none of my buiseness. I sit down on a bench near the beach and look out at all the people, I'd probably run out to the ocean, but I really don't feel like my knee atracting sharks would be a good way to start the day. I get out my phone and check the time, 7:30, guess the fan girls were waiting before the brain washers to get there.
I get up and start walking with my skate board in one hand and my tea in the other.
there's a loud screaming and the rushing of feet, I turn and see what I assume to be a member of the boy band running down to the beach. Looks like someone's dying today,
I'm tempted to help, considering this guy has at least a hundred girls following him.
That must be every guy's dream, or nightmare, I wouldn't want a hundred obbsesed guys up my butt when I went out. Maybe that's just me or something, but you never know.
"THE MASSES ARE GONE, LOUIS WE'RE CLEAR!" I hear an Irish-like voice scream from the beach, must be the boy who ran out of the bus. I see another boy climb out the window of the bus, quickly followed by another, they high-five and run off. Well, that's actually not really weird for LA. I get up and walk down the way the two boys did to the yogurt shoppe, no point in wasting the morning. I get my yogurt and end up looking around in pacsun, I don't plan on buying anything, still. I'm looking around the store when two guys crash into the room, "We that's shiit!" I hear a posh sounding British voice laugh. "Told you it wasn't a good idea Lou," a deeper voice that's just as British calls out and pushes the door closed and locks it. I watch from the girls section, being the only other one in the store, seemingly trapped because at least 100 girls are blocking the door. great, trapped in a store with strangers.
"Um?" I say a bit loudly to get the strangers attention, the one that I think had the higher voice stares at me curiosly, looking at my face. He's kinda cute, but I look like pure crap, oh well. "What's up with all the girls out there?" I speak up, a bit over curiosuly, probably because you know, I'm trapped in a store with them now. "Well that idiot there decided it would be fun to sneak off the bus for a bit," the one with the deep voice starts off and montions to the other boy, "so I followed him and we ended up getting spotted and chased down in here." "Zayn, I'm not an idiot," the lighter voiced one whines and pouts at him.
"How long are we stuck here?" I ask anxiously, all though I'm sure these guys are pretty cool, I'm not spending my day trapped in a store with strangers. "Maybe and hour," Zayn says, I sigh and sit down, "Alright," I say quietly and sit down on my penny board. "Whats your name, love?" the light voiced one asks quickly, "Pheonix, and yours?" I say nonchalantly to him.
"that's a really cool name, my name's Louis, but you can call me Louis." he says with a cheeky little grin, "Nice to meet you," I give a curt smile then look down at my iPod.
I'll admit, the boy's cute. but, I doubt he'd ever think much of me.
I fiddle with my iPod and lean my head back on some clothes, might as well take a quick nap.
[ Authors note:
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FanfictionPheonix Sachet, a seventeen year old girl whose father died on flight 93 during 9/11, and whose mother became an alcoholic. Pheonix and brother Felix were completly reliant on eacother, until Felix came of age for college and moved to Florida. Pheon...