Chapter One
Ella's POV
I remember back when I was about six, when I first met my four best friends. I was just out for a walk when these guys on skateboards zoomed past me, one of them actually hitting me.
I fell pretty hard and went out for a few minutes. When I came to the guys were all standing over me.
"Hey Stacy, you're lucky. I guess you didn't kill her," the one with really frizzy hair said with a bit of a smirk.
"Shut up Tony!" the guy with blond hair snapped. His expression softened into a smile as he offered me a hand up.
I ignored it and got up myself glaring at the guys.
"Whoa, death glare," the pale sick looking guy said. He looked really familiar.
"Shut up Sid," the blond guy snapped. He looked at me for a second before holding out his hand and saying, "Hey, I'm Stacy Peralta, the jerk who ran you over."
I took his hand this time and said, "Ella Cooper."
"Cooper? Hey! You're dad's one of my dad's business partners!" the sick looking kid said. That's why he looked familiar.
"Yeah…um…Seth right?" I said.
"Sid," Stacy corrected me. "And that's Tony, and the quiet guy is Jay."
"Hey," I said raising an eyebrow at them.
We all stood there in an awkward silence for awhile before Stacy said, "Yeah, so I'm sorry for hitting you like that…I wasn't really looking where I was going…and yeah…I'm an idiot."
The guy called Jay cleared his throat and said, "Guys, can we please get skating?"
"Wanna come?" Stacy asked me.
"No way! First of all, she's a girl!" Tony said.
"Very perceptive of you. Yes, I am a girl, what's that got to do with anything?" I said.
"Girls don't skate. And besides, we wouldn't want you to hurt your rich little butt!" he said. He looked at Sid. "No offence."
"You think I can't skate because I'm a rich girl?" I asked.
"Well let me ask you this, do you even know how to skate?" Tony asked me.
"Well…not exactly, but-"
"Exactly! So, she can't come," Tony said. "Come on guys, let's go."
He dropped his board and skated off with Sid and Jay following.
Stacy looked at me and said, "I'm really sorry."
He dropped his board and followed his friends.
I was always one to prove people wrong, so I worked. I got my dad to buy me a board and after weeks of skinned knees, bruises, blood, sweat, and the occasional tear I went and tracked down those guys.
It wasn't hard. Sid lived on my street and all I had to do was follow him. He and his friends were skating down the street. I took a deep breath and skated off after them until I was in their little pack.
I caught Tony's eye and smirked. I looked over at Stacy and he smiled as I let out a whoop.
When we stopped Jay high fived me and Tony smiled.
"Alright rich girl, I was wrong. You're one of us," he said.
Sid and I high fived and Stacy just grinned.
Now fast forward a few years. The guys and I have grown up…at least physically. We all pretty much have the same mental capacity and maturity as we did back when we first met.
We're all on the Zephyr skate team together now. We spend our days skating, surfing, and just plain goofing off. We live by our own rules and occasionally drop by school. They are the Lords of Dogtown, and I am their Lady.