My Ideal Skater
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Last published Fri, Aug 29, 2014
She's inlove with sweet breezes that past her every afternoon while she rides her skateboard down hills, she's inlove with getting that perfect trick and working herself to do the next one, she's inlove with the simple every days of life she witnesses on each ride, but she's also inlove with seeing that specific guy at the skatepark at exactly 12:05pm every Saturday. Wondering, spying, staring, eyeing and admiring, her curiosity defines her with every hope he may notice her. Or maybe she just enjoys staring at his face each Saturday? However, things change when she makes a bad fall skating, and her eye candy is there to help. But is he just a desirable face? Skating and drooling isn't everything in her world now. What comes of it and who he is; is much much more.
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