Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers

A/N: I hope people who are taking a chance on me find this worthwhile.

Shane first noticed the girl the day he'd been given the Wind Morpher. She had been at the store where he had stopped to buy bread and milk for his mom. The next day, he saw her at the skate park. She was sitting on a bench watching them; with what Shane thought was a sketch book in her hands. He rolled over beside her and sat down, "Hi," he said.

She looked up and smiled, "Hi." Then she looked back at her sketch book.

"What are you drawing?" Shane asked, leaning over slightly.

She tilted the book to him, the sketch was a guy on a skate board, but it was a caricature and the face, "You," she said, smiling at him shyly.

"I'm not sure that's proportionate," Shane replied, then he grinned, "I'm Shane, Shane Clark, you're a good artist."

"Thanks," she said, she pushed her black hair behind her ear and smiled, "I'm Angel Raven."

"That's a pretty name," Shane said. He wondered where she was from, her accent made her name sound like a song.

Angel ducked her head, blushing, but looked up as someone skated by. "Where'd you learn to do…what you do?"

"That?" Shane said, "It's mostly trial and error actually. It takes a lot of practice, and can be rather painful." He winced as one of the others fell of a rail.

"I can see that," Angel said, softly.

"You want to try it?" Shane asked as he pulled his helmet off.

"Ok," Angel said, "it can't be that much different than snowboarding, right?"

"I wouldn't know," Shane said, standing up, "I've never been snowboarding."

She folded her sketchbook and put it on the bench before standing up. "What do I do first?" She asked.

"First, we get you in the protective gear." Shane said and handed over his helmet before pulling of his elbow and knee pads. "Safety first, right?"

Angel grinned at him as she pulled his helmet on, "Always."

Safety gear on, Shane picked up his board, "Now, this is a skateboard. Unlike a snowboard, it has wheels."

"Shane," Angel said, "I'm not that innocent." She paused, "I mean stupid. Sorry."

"It's ok," Shane replied. "I guess you're not from around here, huh?"

"Not exactly," Angel replied. She tapped the board he was holding, "This is a skateboard, so how do I ride it?"

"Like this," Shane put it down, "take my hand and step on it, I'll hold you steady."

Angel put her hand in his, "If I fall, I'm going to hurt you."

"Since you'll probably land on me, I can live with that," Shane replied. Angel stepped onto the board carefully with another of her shy smiles. "Good, now, keep your knees bent slightly. That helps your center of gravity. Now use your right foot and push off from the ground lightly." He held her hand as she did so and walked beside her as the board rolled forward.

"Cool," Angel said, she pushed herself again and released Shane's hand.

"Careful," Shane said.

Angel pushed again and looked back, "I think I'm, oh!" She tumbled backwards.

"Angel!" Shane said and ran over.

"I'm ok," Angel said, pushing his helmet up out of her eyes.

"A little too ambitious, perhaps," Shane said and offered his hand. Angel let him pull her up, "We could try again."

Angel twisted his arm to see his watch and gasped, "I have to go. My dad will be home soon." She began to pull off the safety gear. "It was fun though, Shane."

"Your dad?" Shane said.

"He's insanely overprotective," Angel said, and pulled off his helmet, "thank you." She smiled at him and took off, stopping only to pick up her drawing book before vanishing.

"Raven," her father shouted.

"What?" Raven asked, opening the door to her room as she zipped her black jacket up. "I was in the shower"

"Where have you been?" Lothor said.

"Getting the lay of the land," Raven replied. "The school's slag, by the way, nice shooting; town's ok." She picked up her weapons belt and fastened it as she stepped into the hallway. "Shopping's horrible there. They have no clue what's really fashionable, and all I can say is that I am so glad I have my fighter." She waved her door shut, "I can go shopping soon and get something that doesn't tell the known universe that I spent time on that mud hole planet."

"Earth," Lothor said.

"No, Aurin," Raven replied, "really, Daddy, this is your planet." She kissed his cheek, "I'm not going to say anything bad about it."

"Really?" Lothor asked.

"Of course not," Raven replied and started to walk away, "just so long as I get to visit some of those beautiful beaches I've heard about."