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Skateboarding Anyone?

As a young man with dyed bleached hair adjusted his top black earring, he waited patiently for his friend Cameron. Mac and Cameron had been best friends since childhood. Since the shy bird first entered the first grade, the bumbling Cameron, a energetic body of a student have been there. The moment they met, the Earth first collided. A week later an confident Sandra and her older brother William.  Soon Richard and Wendy, a set of fraternal twins in high school as their primary friend group had expanded.

"Skateboarding this weekend?" said Mac. He said on the phone to Cameron. Surprisingly, earlier Cameron had rubbed a small trinket between two of snapping fingers. He had not anticipated his cellphone number to be lit up onto his screen. He continued.
"So we had the opportunity to discuss my qualifications on ...."
"Sure" said a delighted Cameron.

Cameron lightly punched Mac's upper arm and then smiled. This was clear to the pair that

"I know I moved to another school. But sheesh" said Cameron. "More advanced than ours. You sounded like you were asking me out on a date or something but..."

Cameron's answer trailed as the pair found themselves at the local community park. And they were not the only ones.
Named Aeros after one of its founders, it was usually de . It was unusually busy for a Saturday afternoon. The smells of the different styles of foods the city had to offer would be set in small pushcarts of different sizes. Each pumped up with a salesperson to treat you like longtime friend of theirs.

"What is going on?" said Cameron. As they entered further into the park, they found them moving through the sparse crowd.

"The best time for change is now" said the female on top of the soapbox crate. Being an moderator for the debate team along with various tasks at their school was their teacher Ms. Theresa Bugle. An environmental protector,. They were not surprised of her mouth protesting  about another environmental blockage against humanity.

"Ms. Bugle" said the two friends as they came closer to the front of the crowd.
"Of course" mumbled Mac.
"Oh hi boys" said the woman. She bounced down onto the concrete slab below their feet. Hugging the two boys in her arms, she asked them to join her cause. Another female was protested at the helm nearby . As they came closer, they overheard chants.  They found another female was protested at the helm. The perception of the female had disappeared slowly from their eyes. It was the strict with standards Vice President of the student body, Gwendolyn Stacey. Named after a popular comic charcter, the smart and studious Gwen found herself cheering to the rythmn of the protestors. It was unsightly for the promising A student to be also an hippy supporter. Arriving to stop the protest, she found herself chanting hymns of peace and love the next minute.

"Didn't you guys hear?" asked Gwendolyn. She adjusted her navy blue sockhat. The inserted comical safety button shone in their eyes as they squirmed their way towards her.

She removed an folded paper from her satchel. The poster was bright with various words. The promise of fun and excitement plastered with pictures and videos link about future plans. The one thing was completely obvious. The removal of the park.