Chapter 20: The boys

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That Saturday Bell had the bright idea for us all to bond more. So, Bell took Tink for a girls' day together and I was left to take the twins for a guy's day. Tink and Bell's plans revolved around things Tink was already used to beauty salon, eating out, shopping, and video games. Yea I was surprised Bell agreed to the last thing. Just before they left both have Bell a backup credit card to use for anything expensive Tink asks for. I then picked up Tink like a baby as I usually do and gave her a quick peck on the forehead.

"B-boss, please could you embarrass me more?" She says sarcastically. I laugh doing it numerous more times making her blushing furiously before setting her down. "Booooooss." She says wiping her head.

"Aww come now you usually don't mind. Hehe, so are you going to be dying your hair again? It's been a few months and your roots are now taking over your green hair." I asked handing her a coat.

"Yes, I am. And who knows I may even try a new hairstyle while I am there." She says shrugging.

"Ooh, that could be fun," I said patting her head. "Have a good day you two," I say as Bell and her leave. Turning around I see Keith standing in a plaid red button-up shirt followed by a white shirt underneath and dark blue jeans with white sneakers. Travis on the other hand, wore all black, a faux leather jacket, shirt with a hoodie attached, cut up jeans, and sneakers. Keith wore his hair pulled back in a ponytail while Travis wore his messy and pulled over to one side.

While they were styling in their way I decided to go with my long since latent gothic style. I pulled out my black leather jacket, dark blue slightly cut-up pants, dark boots, and a crimson red shirt reading my problem, not yours. My hair, however, was still kind of wet from my morning shower so I just pulled it back into a small ponytail to dry quicker. Once it's dry it'll be frizzy no doubt but kind of an in-between of both Keith and Travis' hairstyles at the moment.

"So ready to go?" I ask them.

"Where to?" Keith asks me. Perking his brother's attention.

"The skate park. Well an indoor one, much too cold this time of year." I say motioning them to the car.

"A skate park?" Travis says. "What makes you think we skate?" He says crossing his arms.

I open the back door showing the skateboards they had in their room, "this," I say putting them back. "Besides I has been a minute since I've been able to skate and I plan on testing my old abilities against two young opponents. Unless you can't take on a thirty-five-year-old man?" Using this method to teach them seems to have worked as they huddle together and come out simultaneously saying, 'bring it on!'

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When we arrived there the boys looked shocked at all that could fit in a building. My hair had dried on the way so now it was a frizzy mess so it looked like Travis' but only not to one side. Inside the building, there were a variety of skate optical's and shops. Wheels, decks, stickers, design templates, and food shops all in one place alongside the skate park. There were three skate bowls, a small, medium, and a large one. Likely for newbie's to advanced skater's, I wonder where they place? I, not having owned a skateboard in twenty-three years went to rent one from a store in the building. I also went and rented out some safety equipment for the two of them to put on while we ride, same for myself. After all, the need to do things were done, including stretches, I look at the two determined boys ready to show me up and grin deviously. "Ok you two, let's make a little game, you two versus me. What level tricks do you all know?" Referring to level one to level fifteen tricks in skating. Keith tells me he is at level thirteen and Travis says level twelve. "Ok, that should make this more interesting. So, here is how the game will be played. Any tricks you do from levels 1-13 will be given a point coinciding with that level. So, a level one-trick gets one point and so on. Sound simple enough? Both nods, "both of you will have points added up against mines. We'll have five minutes to do as many tricks as possible and tally them up after the time is up. Ready?" Both grinning nods again. "Let's go!".

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