Fourthgrade wasn't the only one who realized something that night. Cherry too, realized she was smitten to someone, and that someone had been Fuckshit. Although she knew he was a player, it didn't really matter to her, she hadn't planned on confessing to him any time soon, so it hadn't really mattered to her, but over the car rides they shared, and the days they spent laying on the ground, of her attic, just listening to music on her cassette player she had realized that she truly loved Fuckshit, and as much as she felt bad for Fourthgrade, almost feeling like she had led him on unintentionally, she realized that she couldn't just pretend she liked the boy. As she fell asleep that night she had found comfort in Fuckshit's old purple and green jumper, with a calm smile resting on her face she drifted into a dream, unknowing of what would happen the next night.
She woke up around 4 pm realizing she was supposed to be at Motor 30 minutes ago, which was much later than they would normally meet, but Ray had said they were going to meet at 3:30. She ran around her house, drinking a smoothie she found in her fridge from the other day, trying to gather all of her things while pulling up her old torn up jeans, keeping the purple stripped jumper. Noticing her mom left a sticky note on the fridge telling her daughter she was gonna be out for the next two days, on a flight to Hawaii, with $50. Her mother had been a flight attendant, leaving Y/n alone most days since she was young. She checked the message machine while lacing her shoes.
"Uhh hey Ma, your late, ummm pullup soon."
She scoffed at Fuckshit's message, pulling her beanie on. She started to skate to the bus stop down the road. Getting on, she payed her fair and sat in the back.As she arrived at the bus top near Moter she skated slowly just to fuck with the boys, who no doubt were wondering where she was by then. Once she arrived to the shop she knew the boys would be in the back practicing tricks, as she made her way through the hall she noticed a new boy running to the restroom to fill up the water jug for Ray and Ruben, saying a quick "hi" as he passed her.
"Why the fuck was lil homie fuckin' zooming, man?" she asked when she opened the door.
She received multiple Yo's from the boys, and a Ruben telling her the small kid was getting water, She dapped the boys up, before deciding to work on her impossible, which she couldn't quite land just right. The small boy soon returned with the jug, letting Ray take a big gulp of it.
"Whew refreshing!"
She watched Fuckshit land a Fakie Bigspin while Fourthgrade recorded, making her yell out a "fuck yeah!" Fuckshit looked up at her and smirked. her face had flushed making her look down at her board while she was practicing. She continued to practice until about 7. She looked around realizing Ruben and the boy, whom she would soon find was named Stevie, went inside.
"Hey y'all wanna sleepover tonight? My mom's gonna be out!"
"Hell yeah!"
"I'm there."
"Sound sick."
She had decided to go inside. She saw Stevie and Ruben on the couches, smoking. So she sat on the counter where they set up the boards.
"Yeah you gotta fuckin' pay attention to me man, you should look up to me. I smoke, i skate, i fuck bitches-"
"You dont fuck nothing dumbass." Y/n interjected.
"W-what time is it?" " Probably about 8 why?" she asked. "Oh man i've got to get home, you guys don't have to be home at a certain time?"
"Fuck no! That's lil ass bitch shit"
"No i always go home after my mom's asleep."
Getting their responses the boy rushed out the shop, presumably heading home."Yo, Rubes! wanna sleepover with the boys at my place tonight?"
"Whatever," he was acting nonchalant but she knew that he was secretly happy to not have to go home that night. At 8 the all piled into Fuckshit's car, leaving the rest of the night at Y/n's home up to fate.———
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