never there Chapter 3: your time is gonna come, a lords of dogtown fanfic

I don't own anything. once again.

I walked out my front door to another hot day, as though it was already summer. It was close enough. I just decided that the last two weeks of school didn't count. There were only a few more days. I shouldn't be forced to go. I grabbed the car door handle and pulled it open to reveal the inside of our shabby black Toyota. My mother was already inside the car and I didn't look or talk to her the entire ride. When we pulled up to the school, which was covered in graffiti, she spoke.

"Don't you dare even think about leaving," she said menacingly.

"Okay."

"I'll be at work."

"I know."

"So I'm coming to pick you up."

"You do that," I said in the same bored voice I had been using.

I opened my door and stepped out into the heat. I walked down the pavement and through the glass doors of Venice High School. The tan metal lockers shone at me from both walls. The stupid, popular, crowd-following, girls laughed and whispered loudly as I passed.

"Look who decided to show up."

"Stoner."

"Who's the lucky guy this week?"

I walked on, not daring to start a fight. When I took a left turn down one of the hallways I saw a familiar brown haired boy.

"Sid!"

"Hey!" he said turning around and looking at me. He made a beeline toward me.

"What's your first class?" I asked dully.

"Social Studies. Yours?"

"I have no fucking clue. What time is everyone showing up for Skip's thing?" I said, as I began to follow him to wherever his class was. Most of the girls were staring, whispering and laughing at me, while I received quite a few wolf whistles from the guys. He watched them expressionlessly.

"Um, I think around 2," he answered.

"I need to get out of here. Your coming to right?"

"Duh."

"Gnarly."

"Are you coming into my class?" he grinned. I hadn't realized that he had stopped at a wood paneled door with a window that read 'Room 62.'

"I've got nothing better to do," I sighed and followed him in. It was a tan room with desks scattered around in a feeble attempt at rows. There was a larger desk at the front where a man sat. He was balding with red-rimmed glasses. The blackboard behind him read,'Social Studies. Mr. Tison.' He didn't bother to look up as a student who was never in his class came in. I took a spot in the back row, and began doodling. Wishing it was already two o'clock and I was in Zephyr. I began to wonder what the guys were doing and found myself daydreaming in less than five minutes.

"Sid, it's 1:45," I whispered in his ear. It was another period of useless knowledge. He looked at me with a grin in place.

"Let's go," he mouthed.

I slowly raised my hand into the air. The teacher looked at me and pointed.

"I have to use the bathroom."

"No," he replied tonelessly.

"But, I have a lady problem that needs attending to," I said in the most polite voice I could muster. He looked utterly repulsed.

"Oh, well in that case…" he stuttered.

I rose from my chair and walked out the door with Sid. I couldn't believe it worked. The teacher was actually so disgusted by what I said he didn't even notice Sid. Whoa, we were awesome. Outside the room Sid and I exchanged grins and began to sprint down the empty hallways. We burst through the front doors flying down the steps. We slowed as we turned around the bend, laughing and joking with each other. The chipped yellow-orange paint shown all the way down the street and I knew we were finally there. He opened the door with the familiar jingle and I followed him in seeing a crowd of people already there.

I saw Jay talking animatedly with Tony. Peggy sitting with Shogo and Red Dog. There was Stecyk, the picture guy, and Chino standing behind the counter. And Skip leaning against the counter surveying everyone over his sunglasses and looking completely at ease. The others I knew only be sight, but no idea what they're names were.

"There you two are," Skip said, looking to Sid and I. "Everyone, sit down," he said in an attempt at a commanding voice. It just sounded out of place on him.

"Alright grommets…" Skip began. Unfortunately he had already lost me. Stacy wasn't present. I looked behind Sid's back to Jay who had a black Zephyr shirt over his head. I was hit with one in my face at that moment too. I looked at it. Solid black with the words 'Zephyr Skate Team' on the front.

"Bitchin'," I murmured. No one heard me over Jay.

"Wear it with pride…" and he was speaking again. I still couldn't focus. Maybe we were just waiting for Stacy. After all he did work…

"…Got you something."

"Holy shit!" I shrieked, forgetting about my concern. Skip had a cardboard box filled with brand-new skateboards, all set with urethane wheels. I leapt forward and grabbed a turquoise blue one. I ran my hand over it. So amazingly smooth. I was in love. Everyone was rising from their own seats before I realized Skip's speech was finished. I tried to catch Jay's eyes, but he seemed to be avoiding me. I purposely hung back, and nudged him. I whispered into his ear,

"Stacy?"

He finally looked at me. His eyes made me freeze for a second. They were piercing. And so very bright. Too bright.

"Hey Skip," he said, when everyone had left. " You got one for Stacy, right?"

Skip merely shoved him out the door and came back to push me out as well.

No sooner had I got out of the door when I heard Skip yell,

"I'm not bailing your asses out of jail!"

There was a crash, a scream, and I knew to run. Skip had locked the door to the shop. 'Fuck' was all I could think. I sprinted down the pavement flew across a highway, and ran down a steep hill. I had directed myself to P.O.P. without realizing it.

"So, are we going to Del Mar?" Tony asked.

"I didn't listen."

"God, you two. We are going."

We were in my house once again. The only one missing was Stacy as he was at work.

"This is so fucking awesome," Tony said. He looked, for the first time I had known him, giddy. How strange. "I'm gonna get a Coke," he informed us.

"This is insane," I said smiling. More like amazing.

"I know, man."

"Hey, dude, I have a question," I said. It had been bothering me all day.

"What?" he said. I looked at him. What a mistake that was. His golden hair completely distracted me.

"Um… Oh yeah. What happened last night?"

I could've sworn his face got a little pinker.

"Oh, you don't remember?" he asked.

"Not a thing," I shrugged. That was normal.

"Nothing happened."

"Cool," I said. What a relief. Tony joined us again and we began to talk about what a smooth ride it was on those boards.

I hopped off my board and pushed the door open to the little restaurant Stacy waited at. I saw him immediately. His back was to me and he was taking an order from an old woman, who seemed a little deaf.

"I want a water," she said loudly.

"Okay, ma'am, a water."

"No I said a water!" she practically shouted.

"Yes a water!" he said louder.

"No a WATER!"

"Whatever," I heard him say under his breath and walked off, his cheeks even pinker than usual. He noticed me in an instant.

"Hey," he said grinning.

"What's up?" I asked.

"This."

"When do you get off?"

"Like 15 minutes. Why?"

"Just wondering."

"Okay, well me and the guys are gonna be at Tony's. Another party."

"Cool. I'll be there. Was there anything else?" he asked curiously.

"Um…no," I said. Originally I had come to inform Stacy about the skate team. I couldn't bring myself to do it. I knew I would regret this as I sat to wait for him to finish.

The resounding booms echoed. I could almost feel the small house shaking. I walked through the house looking for the boy I would spend the party with. I had lost contact with Ryan, and didn't really mind. The people were dancing as I sipped on my beer. The bubbly liquid went down my throat as I felt someone run into me.

"Hey, Jay," I said, realizing who it was.

"Hey," he said smiling.

"Whoa, have ya'll already rolled one?"

"Nope."

The opening sounds of the new song permeated through the house. Led Zeppelin, the only thing I would listen to. The song was 'Your time is gonna come.'I'll never know if it was the beer talking, or the pot smoke I was breathing in, or just myself, but I'd found the boy I wanted for the night. He still stared grinning at me. Then Robert Plant's voice came ringing through the house.

Lyin', cheatin', hurtin', that's all you seem to do.

Messin' around with every guy in town,

Puttin' me down for thinkin' of someone new.

"Hey, Jay, do you want to-"

"Jay!" a female voice chimed in. I looked around him to see a beautiful blonde-headed girl gliding to him. He saw her and his eyes widened.

"Hey," he responded. I looked at both incredulously.

"Do you want to come with me Jay?" she said with an evil grin. I wanted to rip her head off.

Always the same, playin' your game,

Drive me insane, trouble is gonna come to you,

One of these days and it won't be long,

You'll look for me but baby, I'll be gone.

This is all I gotta say to you woman:

"Yeah, I'll be right there," he said, that stupid smirk on his face.

"Who the hell are you?" I said to the girl.

"Oh sorry Kimber, this is Amy," he said looking at me, as though to say go away.

"Fine," I said, trying to say it as if I didn't care.

I turned on my heel and walked away.

Your time is gonna come.

Made up my mind to break you this time,

Won't be so fine, it's my turn to cry.

Do what you want, I won't take the brunt.

It's fadin' away, can't feel you anymore.

Don't care what you say 'cause I'm goin' away to stay,

Gonna make you pay for that big hole in my heart.

I walked through Tony's house, looking for anyone, anything at all. I didn't understand why I was so mad. Nothing had happened. I mean it wasn't as if I was into Jay. I couldn't be. It just wasn't right. I needed to roll one. Where the fuck was Tony and Stacy when you needed them?

People talkin' all around,

Watch out woman, no longer

Is the joke gonna be on my heart.

You been bad to me woman

But it's coming back home to you.

You time is gonna come.

I walked out of the house, I had no more need to party. I threw my now empty cup in the house behind me. My feet pounded on the pavement as I walked back to my house.

Flashback.

My wavy, wet hair was cold on my back. The sand was sticking to my feet as I trudged up to the parking lot. Tony was rambling behind me to Jay, and Stacy was next to me. I didn't talk much. When we finally reached the parking lot I set down my surfboard and heard Tony say something about his dad grounding him, so he had to get home. I said my good byes and sat to put on my Vans. Then Stacy said he had to get to work, leaving Jay and I alone. We went five minutes without saying anything. I was so tired I didn't think I needed to.

"Kimber?" he said tentatively. I didn't understand why.

"Jay?" I said turning to him and smiling. I hoped he was going to make me laugh. I needed him to.

"Are you seeing anyone?" he said looking at the ground. I stood up. This didn't sound like a good joke.

"No," I replied. It wasn't like him to be so… timid. Normally him and Tony were the loudest people I knew.

"Well, do you want to go out… with me? You know, like on a date?" he said looking me in the eyes.

"Oh, well, Jay I'm sorry, but… there's this guy. We're not official or anything, but well…" I trailed off. He said nothing, but looked like he was thinking over what I just said.

"This doesn't make it weird, does it?" I asked. He was one of my best friends. We had been through so much together. It was as though Jay, Stacy and Tony were my brothers. But if possible, closer.

"No… no. 'Course not." He said and then we walked home together, leaving so many things unsaid.

I crawled into my bed as this memory haunted me. My eyes closed to see his face light up, to another girl. I opened them again and they stung. There was no medium. The whole Stacy and the skate team thing, my mother and Ted thinking I was the worst child in the world, I had missed surfing so many times this week, and these feelings about Jay I couldn't figure out. Who even was the guy that I had turned him down for? I couldn't remember his name. This was pathetic. I'll never know how I did it, but my eyes closed, and I had to force them to stay like that. It took hours to fall asleep.

I woke up the next day at 12. I hadn't planned on missing P.O.P. but it didn't bother me. I went into the kitchen without bothering to look in a mirror. Alex was in the kitchen. I had thought I was alone.

"Skipping school?" I asked.

"Yeah, I just got here. What are you doing?" he said not looking up from his bowl of cereal.

"I guess the same," I shrugged, going to the cereal shelf and grabbing a box of whatever cereal we had.

"What's up with you?" he said curiously.

"I don't know. How's Janice?"

"Okay, I guess. Don't try and change the subject." I hadn't moved from the shelf and didn't turn around to face him. What was up with me?

Sorry this chapter was so short. And sorry it took so long, what with school and soccer. Anyway please please please review!

-lette.