Blessed With A Curse (Oli Sykes FanFic)

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I grab my board and head for the skate park, half way there the sidewalk starts and I lay my board on the ground and ride the rest of the way there. I pull my hood up as the cold Washington wind picks up. I'm glad I remembered my skateboard today, I wasn't going to last much longer walking. Apart from this morning my day wasn't very eventful, it could have been much worse.

Scanning the scene I notice a few new faces and some old ones that have been coming to the skate park for as long as I can remember. Ever since I was 9, when I started teaching myself to skate; it's been my escape from home. At 13 I started getting really good, this place became my home. I spent all day here sometimes and this is the only place I don't get picked on or bullied or beat. I have made some "friends" here but many people stay away from me anyways. I don't blame them they all have their own demons and they don't need mine added.

A tall fence surrounds the park and I walk through the large gate. I walk over to the snack shack/ rental booth. It's used mainly for food, storage, and rental skate boards, wake boards, and paddle boards for the lake across the street. Ronnie nods and smiles as I walk over taking my hood off. I fix my beanie and try to keep my hair out of my face, but the wind whips my black hair into my mouth.

"Hey, Mina!" Ronnie yells and waves. Ronnie is probably the only true friend I have, really the only friend I have.

"Hey, Ronnie," I say equally enthusiastic. I sit behind the counter with him. Sometimes I work with Ronnie when I don't feel like skating, or when I need some extra money. Plus Ron's company isn't the worst, he's really funny and knows what to say when I'm in a mood.

The counter of the snack shack blocks the wind, I make myself comfortable in the folding camping chair. I tuck my back pack under, my ribs scream in protest. I bite my tongue and sit up as carefully as I can.

"How goes it?" he asks me as I settle in my seat. I steal a nacho from him and he scoots his Dr.Pepper over too. Awe he knows me so well. I take a sip after finishing off my second nacho. I hadn't realized how hungry I was, the pain in my abdomen had killed my appetite.

"Meh, same old, same old," I say casually as I grab another chip, making sure to grab the ones with extra cheese, and pop it in my mouth. My phones pings and I grab it out of my back pocket. One new message from: unknown number. Who is this? I frown and unlock my phone.

From: unknown

Hey bitch, it's Nick. So when we missed class today we were assigned to do a project together in English. we can start on it tomorrow at my house. when I see you I'll explain it.

I ask him how he got my number. Why did I have to be assigned to that jack ass? I mean does God really hate me that much, or is it my teacher?

"Still having trouble with that Nick guy?" Ronnie asks, I nod. I told Ronnie a bout everyone he even knows about my mom, sorta, just not that she's so violent. Since Ron doesn't go to my school he hasn't met Nick but he's heard plenty from me and other regulars here at the park. I've known Ronnie for a while and I know I can trust him and he will always have my back no matter what. Thankfully Ronnie doesn't really care what people think and honestly that's probably why he doesn't mind being seen with me in public.

"Yeah, him and these assholes gave me some shit after school today," Ronnie's face turns to anger and he's about to say something but I hold up my hand. If he did anything to them it would only make things worse for me and he might get hurt, or even possibly get in trouble with the law because he's already 20.

"I just got informed that he's going be my partner for some stupid project in English. I have to go over to his house tomorrow," I explain. Ronnie makes a sympathetic face, he ruffles my hair like an older brother would.