Skater Angel

He was a boy. She was a girl.

Can I make it any more obvious?

He was punk. She did ballet.

What more can I say?

He wanted her.

She'd never tell secretly she wanted him as well.

But all her friends

Stuck up their nose.

They had a problem with his baggy clothes.

Sk8ter Boi – Avril Lavigne

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Wait just one darn minute! This story is not about a punk boy and a prep girl! This is my story…Well, ok, it's technically his story, but I'm in it! I'm the girl he falls for. So, I'm starting this story out right. Which means we need to fix the quote just a bit…There…Now the story may continue…

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He was a boy. She was a girl.

Can I make it any more obvious?
He was prep. She was punk.

What more can I say?
He wanted her.

She'd never tell secretly she wanted him as well.

But all of his friends

Stuck up their nose

They had a problem with her baggy clothes.

Sk8ter Girl – Avril Lavigne

(Revised slightly by Jess)

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Mack sighed as his hazel eyes searched the skaters for the millionth time. He had been hiding out in the bushes for nearly two hours now in the hope that she would show up, the only girl who ever braved the rough skate park. Most of the boys who came to skate had to be gang members or something. They swore, were covered in tattoos, and definitely scared the very crap out of him. Compared to these demons, she was an angel.

At that moment, the girl of his musings stepped off the path and sat down on the bleachers set a safe distance from the main park area. Her long blonde hair fell down to her waist. It was a bright blonde with thick honey colored streaks running through it. Her eyes were a soft blue that reminded him of the sky on a clear sunny day. If you couldn't guess, he was infatuated with this girl, and he didn't even know her name.

She bent forward to fix the laces of her chucks, giving Mack a flash of a small blue butterfly tattooed on her hip. His eyebrows rose in definite interest. With all his slightly stalkerish stalking, he hadn't ever noticed that before. Well, he could now add that to the list of things he loved about this girl. His lips turned up when she pulled her heavy sweatshirt over her head and snapped her helmet in place. He didn't know a thing about skateboarding, but to him, she was the best ever.

His eyes watched her do flips, grinds, and ollies, enjoying every minute of it. He always did. He didn't even notice when the sun started to sink behind the horizon. One last olly and she was done for the night. Grabbing his backpack, Mack quickly escaped his hiding place before anyone noticed him. He always did… He never talked to her. If anyone had asked why, he would have just shrugged and made up some lame excuse. He would never admit that he was scared. Afraid that she would just laugh at him and walk away. They were so different, from different ends of the social pole.

Sighing dejectedly, Mack turned and headed down the branching path that would lead him home.

"Hey…" The soft greeting froze Mack midstep.

Turning he came face to face with his skater angel. "Um…Uh…H-hi…" Smooth Mack. That was the most intelligent answer ever. Now that you've made a complete fool of yourself, what are you going to do next? His brain started to bang itself against the closest brick wall he could find in his mind.

The girl smiled, melting his heart instantly. She held out a small hand and smiled even bigger. "I'm Jessica, but the guys and my friends call me 'Jess'. You're welcome to use the nickname…"
Gulping, Mack took her hand gingerly in his. He couldn't believe that he was touching this amazing creature. "I'm…I'm…" Oh dear God! He can't remember his own flippin' name! What is my name?! Mack! "Mack! I'm Mack." He grinned at his own small victory over his mushy brain.

Her lips turned up again at his brain clumsiness. "Nice to meet you finally."
"F-Finally?" His eyes filled with panic at her words. Did she know he'd been spying on her every day since school began? Had she'd seen him hiding in the bushes?

"Well, yeah…" Her cheeks tinged slightly with a soft pink. "You live in the apartment across the hall. Your locker is right beside mine. And yet, I've never met you before."

"Oh…right." Again, his immensely educated answers astounded him.

"So…" Jess smiled shyly at him, "I guess I'll see you at school…" She turned to head down the path.

Mack! Do something! Don't just stand there like the idiot you are! That's all it took for him to hurry after her. "Hey! Wait up!"

Jess stopped and turned back at his call. "Yeah, Mack?"

Mack flashed his most charming grin down at her. "Would you like to get some ice cream of something?"

Her blue eyes lit up as she nodded and grinned back. "I'd love too…"

A Month Later

"Are you insane?!" Alana's dark eyes flashed at the glum boy sitting across from her.

The hubbub of their high school cafeteria covered over most of her high pitched screech, but the tables closest to theirs turned curious eyes to stare. Blake grabbed Alana's wrist and jerked her down to the seat she'd left. Six pairs of eyes drilled holes into Mack as if they were trying to probe into what was wrong with him.

"Guys…I love her…" He whispered, lifting his gaze from his plate. He hoped to find some understanding in their eyes but he only found dumbfounded accusation.

"Dude, you can't love her…I mean, just look at her." Gambit pointed at the table where Jessica sat with her weird punk buddies. They were all trying to make the plastic sporks stick to their noses.

Mack smiled when his blonde angel crowed triumphantly. A chuckle escaped his lips as he watched her victory dance. The small noise jerked every eye sharply back to him again.

"Oh my god..." Angel fanned her face, horror on her pretty features. "He's really crushin' on some skater chic!"

Baron shook his head sadly. "Dude, she's not your type! Heck, she's not even your group! How can you humiliate us for that?!" He pointed back at the baggy clothed girl.

"I don't know! It-It just happened! I didn't mean to fall for her, but I did." Mack ran nervous fingers through his blonde locks. He knew what they would ask him to do, but he just couldn't do that…He couldn't!

"Well, you know this won't work, Mack. You will have to get rid of her." Ryan's eyes were the coldest and most heartless of the bunch. "We don't associate with—"

"Hey baby…" Jess wrapped her arms around Mack's neck and kissed his cheek.

His face brightened instantly at the soft murmur of her voice in his ear. "Hi, angel…" He turned and smiled up at her.

"Oh, you so did not just give her my name!" Angel glared daggers at a very confused Jess.

"That's it, Mack." Blake stood sneering at Jess who crossed her arms defiantly over her chest. The others who made up their cliché stood too, glowering at the couple. "You have to choose… You can live happily ever after with your little punk trash princess and be without your friends, or you can drop her like a bad habit and keep your friends. It's your choice, man."

Mack's eyes flashed as he wrapped an arm around his girl's waist. "Keep your friendship. If you can't accept that I love her, then forget you. She's not the real trash at this school."

His friends sniffed and walked away without a backward glance. It wasn't any skin off their noses. Let him keep his girl. Let him lose his respect cause of his love for some baggy clothed skater girl. They could easily replace him with someone truly committed to the preps cause.

Mack watched the group before turning back to Jess. He was surprised to find tears filling her big blue eyes. "What's wrong, Jess?"

Her smile wobbled slightly as she touched his cheek. "I just didn't know you loved me so much…"

Mack smiled and wiped her tears away. "Jess, I will always love you. You're my skater angel." His lips met hers in a tender kiss that took them soaring to the clouds and beyond.

He's just a boi

And I'm just a girl

Can I make it anymore obvious?

We are in love haven't you heard?

Now we rock each other's world.

Sk8ter Boi – Avril Lavigne

This story is written for my good friend, Jamie! Hehe...Girl, I had so much fun doing this...and I hope you love it as much as I do! Just so you all know, I don't own Mack, that's Jamie's character and Jess is mine. I also take no claim on the quotes from Avril Lavigne's song Sk8ter Boi...She does a good job with it though.. :P