"Go out and make some friends,
Blair" my Grandma nags at me,
Crossing her frail arms.
"You almost been here for a week, and all you've been doing is making videos and then posting them online and then just been on your computer".
You're 15 years old don't you want to go out and have at least a little fun?" She questions.
I groan "Grandma, please, just call me Blake" I hate my real name, Blair, and I always have
Plus, it reminds me of who I used to be and my bad past".
Just a year ago, I was chubby with baby fat, my teeth had train tracks called braces, and my face was flooded with acne and it was the year my parents died in a car accident, I don't really like talking about it mostly because when I do I always feel like it's my fault, I could of just got the bus home from school they didn't have to pick me up, but they did and on there way coming to pick me up they got hit by a lorry and died at the scene, I was waiting at school for at least an hour calling them, texting them and getting angry at them for being late but they couldn't help it they were dead so you could kinda understand why I don't like talking about it.
I was so ashamed, insecure and angry to the point where I didn't want to go outside; so I pretty much went through a transformation skipped year 9 and stayed in my room. I even change my name we'll sort of. Thank god for puberty because if it wasn't for it I would still be looking like a fat chubby baby.
"Only if you go out today and make a friend, at least"
she takes my MacBook out of my hands and places it on the antique, wooden side table.
"Fine Grandma."
I stand up, my left foot still asleep from sitting down so long.
I change into a crop-top a little on the short side, showing some of my stomach; and my American apparel shorts. I grab my favourite over-the-shoulder, leather bag and my mint pennyboard. I make a run to the glass front door before my Granddad can say anything about my outfit being to revealing.
I started cruising around on my pastel, plastic skateboard; not knowing where I was going in the unfamiliar city.
I moved here, well I got sent here because I wouldn't go to school and I kept telling them I was having nightmares about my mum and dads accident, witch I was I hated London after my mum and dad past so meany memories, so my auntie in London thought a new start would be good for me, so I moved to my Grandmas and Granddads in Canada, Vancouver.
Vancouver is a really beautiful place, though. It's so different from London. Vancouver is so much more laded back, and clam, whiles in London everyone seems and mostly are posh, and classy there.
(I have never been to Vancouver but that is what I think it would be like.)
I was skating around near a park, don't know what the park was called. I could see a photoshoot going on though in the park, witch I found a bit wired and funny, so I didn't go into the park I just skated past it but I wanted to see who was doing the photoshoot so I went closer to it.
I don't know why it's not like I would know them but it was a little wired why someone would do a photoshoot in a baby's park or at least a 5 to 10 year old park. I was looking and as I got closer to it I could make out it was a boy with a girl taken photos of him and just before I was going to look and try see more of this boy, the next thing you know I'm on the ground.
Ow, that hart. I rub my head after hitting it off the ground. I see someone run over to me and then say.
"are you alright I seen you fall"
"shit that's going to leave a scar" I get up still looking at the ground forgetting someone asked me if I was ok for a few seconds.
"oh, yea I'm fine I just didn't see the corner"
wow I feel so stupid now, then I look up and get a good look at this person and damm, he's f****ing attractive.
Wait I have seen him somewhere... But I couldn't of I have only been here for a week.
"You sure that fall looked sower, I'm Mac by the way" putting his hand out to shake as he said his name.
"Yeah I'm fine thanks, I'm Blake" my head harts but I didn't need to tell him that, I shakes his hand as I told him my name.
I walk away to get my pennyboard. I want to go home obviously making friends, isn't for me this day couldn't be more embarrassing for me just as I was about to say bye to Mac I didn't want to be that rude to him seeing as he did ask if i was ok.
He asks,
"Can I get your number so I can see you again".
"Nahh, I don't give my number out to random people".
I fake smile and then say,
"Bye I have to get going now".
He runs up to me and steps in front of me so I can't go anywhere. and says,
"Come on it's just an number I won't let you go until you say yes".
I don't really like this guy Mac he seems like hes a guy that thinks he can always get his way.
"No" I say this time adamant so he gets into his head I don't want him to have my number.
"Come on.. Fine I'll give you my number" he just smirks at me
"No I don't want or need it" this is getting annoying now I just want to go home.
He asks for my phone
I just give up and say.
"I'm not giving you my phone all I know you could steal it" this time I smirk back at him.
"But..." Before he says anything I jump in and say annoyed but I wasn't.
"What's your number"
"074428869" he replies.
"what's your second name".
I ask because I like having people's second names as there contact instead people using emojis.
"Harmon" he smiles.
I just look at him I knew it I knew it.
I knew I know him, he makes YouTube videos like me.
I say to him,
"Your Mac Harmon, you make YouTube videos and your big on Instagram"
"Yes that's me so you know me" he replies quickly.
"Eh yeah.. Well no I only watch one video of yours and then I got bored so clicked off it but my friend back in London is a fan of you and she talks about you a lot and try's to get me to like you" I know that was quite mean to say but i couldn't lie and say I liked his YouTube.
He just says back fast,
"Rude"
" well you wouldn't want me to lie would you thought you would want the truth" I say.
He laughs and says,
"Guess your kinda right, so your From London"
"Well nah you can't tell," I say sarcastically
I then say
"Right I got to go bye Mac".
He just runs back to where he was getting photos taken of him and shouts
"Bye see you around or see you tomorrow Blake" he winks
I don't know what to tell Grandma when I get back... Well I guess I kinda made a friend-ish?.
