My Bro's Hot Friend

Chapter XI

I hadn't seen Zack all day again, and honestly, after what had happened yesterday, it wasn't my top priority to see him again. He didn't text me, and, as sad as that can be, I was relieved by that.

I didn't go straight home that day after school. 

Tyler took me with his friends to the Skate Park, that was actually quite near our school. When I was around his friends, I wouldn't talk to them much, I'd just be smoking a blunt or two with them, but there was usually no exchange of words between us.

Tyler was, surprisingly, not high at the moment. His arm was over my shoulders and he was trying to make me happy. 

"Come on, I'm sure he'll text eventually..."

"I hope he doesn't. What if what Erica said is true? Then what?"

"Erica is a bitch, honestly. Fuck her..."

"Maybe he is fucking her..." I growled, "Honestly, I don't care, he can fuck whoever..."

"Sure you don't..." he smiled at me and kissed my cheek, "Come on, come meet the guys, forget about him, do you skate?"

"No."

Two out of the three boys that were friends with Tyler were actually hot. But a different hot than Zack Reed. Even though Zack was kind of a rebel, he had some preppy manners... Those two, Ethan and Enzo were the typical badboys dressed in leather and black jeans and that had tattoos and piercings everywhere. Those were the ones that had been skipping school ever since they learned how to escape their Elementary School perimeter, the ones who had been dealing drugs ever since they knew what drugs were, and that really didn't give a fuck.

Then, there was Jac, he was the most normal out of the group. No weird body modifications, or tattoos, or piercings, or scars or whatever. He just looked like a normal human being, which made it weird to see him in such a group.

Ethan shot me a look of disgust and then looked horrified to Tyler.

"What the fuck is she doing here? She doesn't even skate"

"Allison is cool, don't be a cunt, Ethan."

Ethan rolled his eyes, which annoyed me deeply.

"Bitch, who told you I can't skate huh?" I really couldn't. I had never put my feet on a board. I admired those who did, but, me, personally, I was scared.

"But you said that..." Tyler was blowing my cover of fake confidence.

"Honey, I lie," I was 100% sure that what I was doing was second to none in the list of bad ideas. But did that stop me from following through with it? Obviously not.

Tyler seemed confused but didn't ask any more questions. Ethan stared at me, with a raised eyebrow. 

"Yeah?" he didn't look convinced me as he handed me his board, "Show us what you can do, then, little bitch."

"R...R...Right now?" My voice was now shaking really bad and so were my legs.

"Right now, or are you scared?"

I wanted to show that fucker that I was a better skater than he was. That what he did with that board was not impressive. (It was really impressive). That no matter what he did with it, I was better at it. I wanted to prove him wrong. I loved proving people wrong.

But, something in my brain told me that it wasn't a good idea. That somehow I'd end up with the skateboard shoved up my nose and with seven broken ribs. Stupid, right? Trust me, with the amount of shit I pulled, nothing could surprise me more.

So, I just chuckled nervously.

"I'm just kidding, I don't really know how to skate..."

"As if I couldn't tell it right away..."

"Well, I'm sorry, if my parents don't spoil me with a fucking 200 dollar skateboard..."

"Are you calling me spoiled?"

"Brand new vans, Levi's and that watch? Honey, I think you're just a spoiled mama's boy..."

He went pale and Tyler smiled from ear to ear.

"What's your name, girl?" Jac asked, even though Tyler had said my name only a few seconds ago.

"Allison..."

"I'll teach you to skate so you can shut Ethan up..."

I smiled slyly at Ethan.

"Thank you, Jac..."

So he held me by my waist as I rode his skateboard. It was actually pretty fun and as it turns out, I was actually pretty good at it.

So, the hours passed, and it was past dinner time when I started attempting an Ollie.

I forgot about Zack completely and eventually, I smoked a blunt.

That afternoon was something special. 

Sitting on top of a skate ramp, Tyler and I verbal vomited and just laughed at the most stupid things. We were so high.

Life was great, and nothing really mattered.