As I skated a bit more i thought about the fotografer. I wasnt that i minded the photos. Its just I dont like them to be taken when im not aware of them. I spent most of my time at the skatepark. I usually hung out with friends. But i also came there alone to chill out.
Ive been skateboarding since i was 11 years old. It started like a thing I could do with my friends to ride al of us together. It wasnt till i was 13 that i got into tricks. At first my parens didnt really see any problems in it. But as the years slipped by and my father started being more strict. Always asking for more. I know he only wanted whats best for me. But sometimes he just doesnt know when to leave me be.
Once I turned 13 I started ignoring my parents. I didnt feel like they understood me. At first i would pretend i would pretend I was interested in their conversation. But after a while i just totally ignored them. I would get so mad. Every word that came out of their mouth was all about how i should be to make a goodlife for myself. Sometimes thay sounded so selfish i just couldnt stand it. I started satying out till later. The day of the first shouting fight with my dad I jumped out the window and slept at the skatepark for three days.
I brought some spare cash i had earned at school as a mail deliverer. Ill explain later how that worked. But in those three days I didnt miss school. I would take a bath at my best friends house Justin. I would sleep under the halfpipe. In those three days I concentrated totally in my tricks. I mastered my basics in those three days. My kickflips, Heelflips, pop-shuvits, Varial kickflips and basicly the basic advanced tricks. The fight had happened because i had gotten a C in science class. After those days i came back and said i was sorry. That i would try harder. My parents thought i was back to normal. I hadnt gone back to normal. I never got back to normal. Everytime i was about to get back to normal they would say something or just do something that totally got me back under.
DOnt get me wrong I wasnt depresed. I was happy. I just dont want to spend time with my family. I cant get over tha fat that they still dont understand how i think.
After that first fight my notes had never been under A minus. I would got out and do my homework while everyone was asleep to not see them. I worked hard for my studies. But the moment I was done i would go out skating. And since my parents didnt see me working they asumed I slacked of.
Skateboarding was the one thing i could really feel good about. Nothing made me feel good like landing a trick. I can let go everything and just relax.
I got up from the fountain and walked to the popular area of the park. There I found Justin. He was a dark skinned guy who always wore shorts and converse. He always seemd kinda awkward on his board. His style was horrible. But he enjoyed skateboarding as mutch as I did. He had been my best friend for 5 years. He got me into the whole skating thing. I ran toards him. He was talking to some girls who were learning how to skate. He was bragging about how he once landed a 360flip over a flatbar. A trick that I had done. He then said something about HIM landing a bluntside grind and doing a shuvit out. A trick I myself had on tape.
I sneaked up to him. The two girls saw me and I made them silence singn grinning. I grabbed on to his pants and pulled down with all my might. His pants went all the way down.- You frigging!- He was interupted by my and the girls laugh. I threw myself on the ground and laughe my ass off. I Watched as he pulled his pantsback up and tried talking to the girls again. But they just laughed and left. -Damn it man! You ruined my only chance to loose my virginity!- Justin said leaning over me on the gound and crossing his arms. -Wel thats what you get for using my tricks for getting girls.- I said. -Haha yeah i should have just told them how I once fell of my roof while praticing my kickflips.- I fowned and said.- That was me too dumbass- I reached a hand out and he pulled me up. I hugged him in a man hug. Thats the thing about Justin. He was taller than me. He wore glasses and knew just how to make me laugh.
-Hey wanna head ove to my house and hangout?- Justing said
-Sure man. I can use a bit of down time.-I said and got my skateboard.
we Both go on our boards. Justins Board had some blue griptape with a powerbutton cutout of it. And the graphic on the botom had a picture of a spray paint can. I loved it. We both heaeded out of the skatepark and to Justins House. It was a few blocks away.
