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In the middle of watching a re-run of skins 1st generation in the UK version, my eyes found a black spot on the plain white wall just above the TV. It bugged me so much i just stared at it for a while. Then suddenly it moved and i threw the closest thing my hand could find in that direction. Of course that would be the remote, and it completely missed putting a very noticeable hole in the wall. As frustrating as things already were the black spot disappeared. Great! I thought, quickly pulling my legs up from the floor so it wouldn"t end up crawling on me, wherever it was anyway i wasn't taking any chances.

"Hey Mickie should I wear my hair up or down with this outfit." Trisha called, walking into the room with her hair in one hand.

She's my older sister, she has a light vanilla skin complexion, dark-brown mid-back length hair. She was wearing one of her work outfits: a gray suit vest over a white long-sleeved button up, and black pumps with her gray slacks. On her way to her job I assumed.

I rolled my eyes at her,"Trish why don't you just wear it how you always wear it?" I turned my head back to the TV. Tony just got ran over by a bus.

She sighed. "As my sister why can't you just answer my questions with an answer instead of another question?"

"Well why do you have to ask so many questions?" i smiled an evil smile and laughed inside. "Oh If i were you I'd be on my way, there's a mysterious insect on the loose."

"Oh whatever I'm not scared of a little bug." Well we both knew that was a false statement.

"(*Gasp) whats that! " I said pointing at her feet. And watched as she snatched her purse and ran out the door. "Don't forget to wear your hair up!" I called after her, and heard the front door slam shortly after.

I decided i would watch Skins later and drifted to my room filled with random posters of everything i liked. I flopped onto my bed and snatched my phone from the charger at the desk. -No texts--No messages- Why was i even checking it I had no friends.

Mom and Dad were out of Town for the month for some business stuff, or so they said. So I was home alone for now until Trisha came back at 7:15pm. It was 1:43 now. I felt the need to go out but it felt weird leaving the house with noone in it. I left anyway, there was an insect on the loose for pete's sake.

Walking down the sidewalk with my skateboard under my left arm. I was heading for an empty lot a couple of blocks up to brush up on my faceplants. And those aren't tricks atleast i dont think so.

I was wearing my red and black vans a red and black Slipknot shirt and some black and red jeans i got from incognito. I wasnt really in the right gear i didnt even have a helmet.

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Maybe the main reason i was always falling because i came to this same lot everytime. Bits of the cement ground were making it harder to do anything on this skateboard.

I pushed of with one foot and the rocks caught hold of the wheels, therefore causing me to wobble on one leg and do a pathetic fall. I watched as the little gray dirty rocks laughed at me.

I may be a bit insane.

I got up and kicked the stubborn rocks and the dust began to rise around me. I launched my stupid skateboard in the air and awaited the sound of its crash.

-"OWW!" Someone yelled behind me.

I whirled around preparing myself to apologize to the poor victim of my tantrum. There were a few boys standing there. Now i really felt like an idiot. "Oh im sorry!" I began. "I thought i was alone and er... sorry"

i could assume my victim was the really tall blonde kid rubbing his head. He was kinda cute I thought, with blue twinkling eyes. A red mark, of my doing, on his forehead. Yeah adorable.

He came a little closer and rolled me my board back but it didnt get very far. "It's okay. But i couldnt help but notice... you a noob?" he said.

I shrugged, "I guess you could say so but I think im gonna set the board down for a while. You know so I won't put anyone else in danger." I said picking up my skateboard moving closer.

They laughed, and held their right hands out.

"I'm Franky" the blonde haired boy said.

"Im Steve" the black haired one said.

"And im Brandon" the curly brown haired boy smiled.

I shook each of their hands one by one. It was a bit silent after that. Also awkward.

"Oh!" i laughed, "I'm Mickie" i said doing an awkard wave. They nodded. "So you guys skate too?"

They each held their skateboards up and nodded. I looked around feeling very uncomfortable.

"You wanna get outta here? or something" I said trying to break the ice a little more.

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