Disclaimer: No I don't own these totally awsome ppl but hey dont we all wish we did?

Summary: Jamie moves in with her long lost father who happens to be well known by the z-boys. She and Skip are alike, which has the z-boys going insane with laughter as they bump heads now and then. Meanwhile, she wonders why Tony's so fat-headed and who ate all her chips? Wait, where's the tv remote? And, what's with the obsession with skating?

"Yeah whadda ya want?" asked a tall slim man with chin length wavy blonde hair. He wore his sunglasses and held a cigarrette between his fingers as he realized the people who were banging on his front door at 3 in the morning were police officers.

"You're not in any trouble, sir." said the officer on the left. "We just need a word."

Skip raised his brows, not sure whether to believe them or not. He scrutinized them, them opened the door for them to come in. This better be important...

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Blue eyes met blue eyes. The 15 year old girl sitting across from Skip was quiet, but had a stubborn look to her as she sat with her arms crossed over her chest. Her light brown hair was pulled up into a sloppy ponytail.

She wore form fitting faded jeans, a white wifebeater and old school chuck taylors. She was about 5'3 slim but definately curved for her age.

Skip looked at the paper in his hands. A birth certificate...with his name on it. According to this, he was the father of this kid. Jamie Sanders. He snorted at the last name. The least Amy, the kid's mother, could've put HIS last name. But nooooo!

Wait, he had a kid. Oh geeze! He stood and rubbed his temples.

"Hey mister?" she asked suddenly. "Got any water?"

Skip looked at her. He nodded. "Uh yeah." he said, motioning for her to follow him. He led the way to the kitchen in his small two bedroom house. He glanced over his shoulder as he reached into a cupboard and pulled out a glass. "You can call me...dad...Skip?" He thought for a moment. "Whatever you feel comfortable with."

The girl looked at him, her expression hard to read. She scratched her shoulder and nodded. "Thanks...Skip."

Skip looked at the clock on the wall. It was already 10 am. "Ah, look...Jamie, is it?"

She nodded as he gave her the glass of water.

"Jamie." he said. "I'm supposed to go to work. I run the Zephyr shop...so...feel free to come along." He watched her drink the water slowly. "Or make yourself at home." He thought a moment, making a mental note to clear out the extra bedroom of all his boxed up record, skateboards, magazines and weedplants.

Jamie put the glass down on the counter, her eyes watching him the way he knew he watched Stacy sometimes. With confused curiosity and disapproval. Now he felt bad for Stacy. He made another mental note, one to give that Peralta kid a break, especially now that he knew what it felt like.

Jamie looked over her shoulder, then back at him and shrugged. "Let's go then."

Skip let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding until now. He snatched the car keys off the counter and nodded towards her bags settled on the licingroom couch. "Grab a sweater then. Might get cold."

Jamie cocked a brow, but then did as she was told. She wondered why her mother hadn't told her that her father was a...what was the word? Hippy? Grunged good-looking kinda fellow? Jamie shook her head and looked at Skip. In her mind, she decided she just might like living here. He seemed okay enough...right?

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On the way to the shop, Jamie gazed out of the passenger side window. "So this is DogTown?" she asked Skip, not looking away.

"Yep." he said. "Oh shit I passed it!" he suddenly said.

Jamie turned to look at him to ask what he passed when she felt herself slide harshly into the door as Skip made a hard u-turn and parked in front of a skateshop.

"Sorry kid." Skip said, already getting out of the car.

Jamie frowned, following him quickly. "Okay, next time I drive, okay?" she said, rubbing her right shoulder.

Skip glanced at her and smirked as he led the way inside.

She caught up to him. "Hey I mean it! I've got my permit!" she insisted.

Suddenly, she stopped and froze. Her eyes looking around the shop to find several pairs of eyes on her. She became suddenly self-concious.

"Guys, this is Jamie." Skip said off-handedly as he went to the register. "Jamie, these are the guys."

"Hey there pretty lady!" said a fairly tanned guy with curly bleached hair. His dark roots were noticable but he somehow made the look work.

"Tony, knock it off." Skip suddenly said.

"We're just welcomming this charming young lady." the guy, Tony said with a grin.

"Yeah Skip." said another guy. He was about an inch or two taller than Jamie, with chin length semi-wavy blonde hair and green eyes. He had a hard look to him. "Show some hospitality."

A guy who was definately taller than Jamie with really long, straight blond hair and baby blue eyes extended a hand to her. "Hi, I'm Stacy." he introduced himself politely.

She shook his hand. "Hi."

Another guy with brown wavy hair approached, his dark eyes dancing with curiosity. "Hey! I'm Sid!"

She shook his hand as well. "Sid...hi."

One more guy and a girl waved from their spot by some surfboards. Sid motioned to them with his chin. "That's Shogo and Peggy. You already met Tony...and that's Jay." he said, pointing out the first two guys. "Tony's a mexican." he added as if it were funny.

Tony playfully slapped the back of Sid's head.

Jamie had to laugh a bit. "Hey, I'm half." she said.

"Cool, you speak any spanish?" Tony asked.

Jamie shrugged. "So-so. I guess." she answered. These guys were just too easy to talk to. She stepped towards Skip and leaned over the counter. "Skip...I'm kinda hungry."

"What're you telling Skip that for?" Sid asked.

"Yeah, Ski's not the charitable type." Tony added with a laugh.

Jamie cocked a brow in her father's direction.

Skip took off his sunglasses and narrowed his eyes at the guys. "Look you little maggots, take the kid somewhere to eat." he said. "Sid commere."

Sid stepped forward, and Skip shoved some cash into his hands. "Use this for Jamie. She gets hurt today, you maggots get hurt, got it?"

All the guys were surprised, then began to laugh. "Don't tell me you've gone pedifiling on us!" Jay said with a smirk.

Skip grabbed the nearest guy, which happened to be Sid, by the collar of his shirt. "She's my daughter, dumbass."

The laughter ceased, and everyone looked at Jamie and Skip.

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a/n: yeah i know short chapter but i promise the next one will be longer and more detailed okay!