SKATER GIRL!
Chapter One: Skater Girl Has Arrived
Zach's POV.
Hi. I'm Zachary Goode but you can call me Zach. I'm your typical teenage boy. Well I think so my friends don't. According to them I'm the mysterious, cryptic, skater boy of the group. The skater boy bit I understand because I do travel everywhere on a skateboard, and I carry one with me no matter where I am. But whats with the mysterious and cryptic description. I'd like to think that I'm an open book but apparently not.
I guess you're wondering who these friends are well...
Grant; buff, tall, 'handsome', 'charming', brown hair, blue eyes, 17 years old and utterly stupid.
Jonas; short, geek, 'cute', shy, black hair, brown eyes, 17 years old and the smartest person I know.
Nick; strong, 'charming', 'hot', medium height, brown hair, brown eyes, 17 years old and one of my best friends.
I would also like to point out the apostrophes in their descriptions. The words with apostrophes are the descriptions girls have given them in the past couple of weeks either behind their backs (Jonas) or to their faces (Nick and Grant). Just proving that I'm not gay!
Now you know who I am might as well get on with the story...
"ZACH!" Someone shouted banging on my door. I opened my eyes and read my clock to have the time 8am flash back at me.
"ZACH!" The person shouts again. It sounds like a male voice...
"ZACHARY GOODE GET UP NOW!" They screamed. Only one person ever dares to call me Zachary and that's Grant so that means Grant is standing outside my bedroom door at 8am. Why?
"What do you want?" I shouted back.
"For you to get up. Remember how we arranged to all go down to the ramps at the park today just so you can practise your moves" He shouted back.
"Yes but I meant at a responsable time. Maybe 11 or 12 o'clock not bloody 8 freaking am!" I shouted.
"Well your up now so get dressed," He shouted back then I heard footsteps retreating. Great just great.
I got up and quickly jumped in the shower. In record time I was out and getting some clothes out. I put on my loose jeans/combat jeans and a white vest. I put my Nike Blazers on grabbed my snap back and skateboard and left my room.
I went into the living room and all my friends where there.
"How do you guys even get in?" I asked.
"Your family, duh," Nick said.
"There up?" I asked again.
"Yup," Grant said popping the 'p'.
"Let's go then," I said grabbing and apple from the kitchen table and rushing out the door. Whenever my parents see me in the morning the smother me it's horrible. I heard my front door close behind me so I set off on my skateboard.
"Hey, wait up," Grant shouted but straight after that I heard more moving wheels on the pavement.
I obviously got to the ramps first, just because I'm the best but I'm not one to brag.
"Right it's 8:30 the park is practically empty so we have the place to skate not just the ramps," Nick clarified.
"This opportunity never comes around because someone is always asleep until noon on the weekends just like yesterday," Jonas said looking pointedly at me.
"Hey I need my rest. At least I got up today," I defended myself.
"Yeah and we were all shocked," Nick said.
"Also you're the real skater of our 'friendship' group you should get us up on the weekend," Grant added, making finger quotations when he said friendship.
"Hey you guys have cars I don't. I get around on a skateboard so I don't feel the need to get excited to wake my friends up at 8am just to go skateboarding," I said.
"You do have a point," Jonas mumbled, just loud enough for me to hear.
"Thank you, but now we are here we might as well skate," I said, as I speed off down the path to the middle of the park.
An unfamiliar car parked up in the park. Just as it stopped I whizzed past the front followed closely by my best friends. I didn't see who was in the car but I could tell they were girls with all the talking they were doing. Later on we got tired and started walking back to the ramps. Nick then got a text from his mum saying he had to go home to clean his room. Naughty, naughty.
Nick ran off and seconds later Jonas looks at his watch. His eyes go wide and he runs of without saying anything. Rude much. Now it was just me and Grant.
"I wonder who owns that blood-red sports car," Grant said, taking the words right out of my mouth.
"Same. It was definitely girls with the voices I caught," I said.
"Agreed. I wonder if they are new to town and just moved. If so I hope they go to our school and that they are hot," Grant said, fiistpumping the air a little.
"That's a lot of hope," I smirked at his antics.
"So?" He asked.
"To much hope always brings you down in the end," I said. Thats deep for me.
"Don't start going deep on me," Grant scrunched up his face.
"Just did," I said. We were around the corner from the ramps now and we heard laughing. It's not even 11am yet no one ever comes out this early. Unless it is the girls from the sports car. We both stopped dead in our tracks, looked at each other than snuck round the corner.
What I saw I didn't expect. One girl was doing tricks on the ramps that I can't even do! Then there were 3 other girls cheering her on and laughing and they all looked like they were have such a fun time.
"Cammie we need to go home you want a ride back?" A girl in the shortest skirt ever shouted.
"No Macey it's fine I'll see you tomorrow at that Roseville high school place," The girl on the skateboard shouted back. Right now I knew the skater is Cammie and the girl in the short skirt is Macey. Now what were the others called?
"You sure you don't want a lift it would look a lot cooler," A girl that I must say looked like an egyptian goddess shouted. Grant was drooling. Gross.
"No Bex I'm not trying to impress anyone am I?" 'Cammie' shouted back. 3 names out of 4.
"Ok see ya Cammie," The petit girl shouted.
"See ya Liz," 'Cammie' shouted back. 4 out of 4.
The skater girl: Cammie;
The egyptian goddess: Bex;
The girl in the short skirt: Macey and;
The petit girl: Liz.
I feel really stalkerish now. The three girls got up and walked away. Cammie carried on skating.
"I really didn't think anyone would be better than you. And if someone was I didn't expect it to be a... girl," Grant whispered.
"Shut up Grant we don't even know them. Let's go," I whispered back
"Fine" was he answer before jogging off. Why jog he has a skateboard in his hand...
Like I said at the beginning he's VERY stupid.