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Chapter Four: Suspension/Skate Park

The bright light woke me up again. I swear to Bob, that I will kill that god-damned sun. But as soon as I rolled over to try and get more sleep, my fucking cell starting playing. Yes, playing. Playing "All Over You" by the Spill Canvas. That's the one I had set up for Oliver. I groaned and reach over, answering.

"Speak."

"Hey, Miles. Tell me what Jackson wanted to talk to you about."

"He's moving out. Wanted to make sure I could take care of myself. So how was the club?"

"I met someone interesting." He sounded excited, good for him.

I sat straight up, grinning. "Details?"

I could practically hear his grin, "His name's Jake. Adorable. College student. You hafta meet him…"

"Oh, don't worry, I plan on it. So are you skipping school to hang with me or what?"

"Yea, I was just gonna ask if you wanted me to."

"Meet me at the skate park around one."

"Sure." Click.

I was sitting at the park now, finishing putting on my blades. Yeah, I rollerbladed. Talk shit, get hit. Oliver met me then, gliding up on his board.

"Miles!"

I looked up and waved him over. "I forgot my smokes, you got any?"

He grinned, "Of course I do!" He pulled out a cig, lit it for me, and handed it over. After taking a long drag, I smiled. "Ah, sweet poison."

Oliver chuckled, shook his head, and pushed off, hunching over for speed. I followed with the same hunched over position.

I loved to skate. The wind rushing through my hair, the feeling when you're in the air, when you've just finished a kick-ass trick. Everything about it. Even when I wipe out.

I gained my speed and went up a ramp, smiling at the amount of air I got. I grabbed the bottom of my skates and flipped backwards, then let go and landed perfectly.

"Shit yes!" I yelled, laughter in my voice. I heard Oliver grunt as he hit a lip trick, a standard Invert, but then he lost it and skidded downward on his stomach.

"Oliver, you good?"

He stood and brushed himself off, shaking his head rapidly. "Yea, I'm good. Handslap?"

I grinned. The Handslap was something we'd been working on for about a month. We'd just got it right for the first time this weekend. I skated up on the ramp and sat and waited for Oliver to get up on the other side. When he was there, he gave me a thumbs up and we both jumped into the bowl at the same time, gaining as much speed as we could. We passed each other three times, but on the fourth I jumped up on the lip, doing a standard grind.

He jumped over me, grabbing my middle of his board. I threw my hand into the air and he reached down and slapped my hand. We both landed and skated over to the concession area, both extremely giddy that we pulled it off again.

"You sit and get those skates off, I'll run and get two Gatorades."

I shook my head and skated over towards the benches.

"That was…cool…", it was a feminine voice.

I looked over quickly, not used to there being many girls in the park, and lost my balance.

"Ow," I groaned and pulled myself up. I start to pull little bits of rock out of my forehead. "Shit."

"Oh, I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to make you fall!"

Lily, that's definitely Lily. I sat on the bench and start taking off my skates.

"What do you want?" It came out harsh again. Man, I am a bitch.

"Oh! I was j-just walking by..I saw the..the.."

"The trick..the handslap thing?"

"…yea", She got quiet again, looking down at her hands. Confidence issues, for sure.

I finished taking off my skates and walked up to her. "I gotta get home, it's after 4."

She blinked. That's it just blinked.

I ruffled her hair. "You're cute. Shy, scared shitless, but cute. Oliver's still here, you can go talk to him. See ya around, newbie." I shrugged and walked off.

I closed my eyes as I walked, taking in her facial features. Her eyes wide and shiny, though she might cry. Her eyes were crystal blue, and if she weren't so scared and vulnerable all the time she could scare the shit out of someone. And then the way she cringed away from my touch.

Something was up with her. And I was going to find out just what the hell it was.

A/N: Yo. I actually have a picture of Oliver from this story. The link's on my profile. Thanks again for all the reviews!