It's been so hot outside lately. It's the first week of September and it's been nothing but 90 degrees. It makes it harder to go out and skate everyday. It's something that I have to do. I guess that's what separates me from the rest of the skaters here. I actually have drive that's what got me my deals. Now I'm fully sponsored my Nike 6.0, Baker, Verizon, and Element clothes. It's a pretty good deal, I wear their stuff, which I get for free, and they pay me every time I'm spotted in it. There is no losing. For you guys that don't know what ESPN is or you don't watch events, I'm Spencer Carlin, up and rising skateboarding "phenomena", the newspaper's words not mine. There isn't really anything special about me. I'm just like everyone else; I love skating, partying, and getting to meet new people. I'm all for knowing every person at a party; it's just how I am. Speaking of parties I'm about to attend one in my honor. I think it's a little over the top, but I will show up to thank everyone for the support.
I kept trying to get ready but it was damn near impossible to find the clothes I was looking for. So, finally I just gave up and called my sister Cassie to come pick me out an outfit.
"Spence, you're 21 years old. Can't you make yourself look good?" She's not to happy that I called her over, but I know that she will help me, she always does.
"Oh I am, but you always do sooo much better, and that's why I love you big sis." I'm showing all my pearly whites in a huge smile.
"Fine, put this on. It says "I'm trying, but I know you guys love me no matter how little I try". Sound good?" She throws me a pair of Nike's, my baggy black Element Jeans, and my signature Baker shirt.
"Dude, I need my watch and my chain, pretty pretty please." I look good, but I want to look a little more hoss tonight. She rolls her eyes and heads back to my safe in my closet. Two minutes later she comes out with both.
"Thanks Cass, you da best." I put on my watch, which Cassie bought for me. Its platinum and has small diamonds around it, it's one of my prized possession. And my chain is just an emerald k, and diamonds all around, I bought it for myself after a huge win.
"Alright thug, we're late. Let's move." Thank god she's here, so else I'd always be late to events.
We walk outside my house and go to the garage, four cars are in there, all black on green.
"You pick, cause you're driving big sis." She always drives, because I enjoy a drink or two.
"Hmm, I'm thinking we should take the Porsche." She walks up to get, just as I throw her the key.
"No speeding tickets this time please" Last time she drove, she got me a three thousand speeding ticket. Sucked, but no big deal.
"Alright, lets go fool." And with that, we're off.
About an hour later, we're at the event. It's in full swing by the time we get in. Cassie almost instantly leaves me to go talk to her friends. I feel like a high school kid again. I spot the bar and decide that I'll go get a drink and mingle a little bit. I get up the bar and sit down.
"Can I get two shots of 50/50, and a cup of dirty south?" I'm smiling and pulling out my wallet so I can tip the bartender.
"Sure, and this is an open bar." She is looking at me like she has no clue who I am. And I really am I fan of that.
"Oh, sweet. Thanks for the drink….? Name please?" I'm smiling, and trying to figure out who this girl is.
"Oh sorry, I'm Ashley Davies. And your name would be?" She reaches her hand out and as soon as I'm about to answer, I'm being pulled away by my manager.
"Come on Carlin, its time for your speech." I look back at Ashley but she is busy. It was nice not to be known.
I give a short and pretty shitty speech about how I was honored about being here, and that all of these people supported me. I don't use names during speeches, because I want to address everyone equally. After that they start watching my newest skate footage on a big screen. I've already seen it a million times, so I wonder back to the bar. Ashley is gone, she didn't come up and say goodbye. That slightly throws me off. I order another dirty south, and let it take care of all my worries and me. After two more, I feel Cassie pull me to my car and drive us home. She tucks me in bed and kisses my forehead like our mom used to. I go to sleep thinking about Ashley, and how she was different, and also about how I want to start going back to school in case skating we're to ever not be enough. It's just another night in Atlanta.
AN: Dirty South is a drink I created. It's fresca, rain berry gator-aid, and 1 cup of vodka. Try it out. Also this is my first story so feedback is good.