Skater Girl
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Last published Mon, Jul 7, 2014
I try not to stare at people because that's rude. But I mean NOT staring at him would've been a crime. It's like he wanted people to look at him with his long golden hair and chiseled features and. Oh no. He's
Got a six pack. I kicked my foot across the concrete and balanced myself on my skateboard straining my neck to get a better look at him because CMON you don't see guys like
him everyday.
And I guess that's where the story began.
Either there or when I ran into the tree about two seconds later.
But that's not important.
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