My Skater Girl Love by Abby Cochran (best novels for teenagers .TXT) 📖

Stace:

I’m sitting in a room, it's familiar but I can’t place where I have seen this room. The walls are blackish blue with band posters on ever inch of the walls. There is a flat screen in the center of one wall and I’m sitting on a bed staring at it but not seeing what is on the screen. There is the band Faber Drive blasting through the stereo, I close my eyes listening to my favorite band pulse a steady beat through my veins. Then I feel a cold strong hand run up my back, which when I realize I’m only wearing my sports bra and my baggy guy skateboarding shorts. The cold hand makes a shiver run up my spines then all through my body as I lean back into the person’s bare chest.
Whoever this person is kisses my neck, whispers in my ear
“turn and look at me”
I hesitate for a second thinking about if I really want to see this persons face.
“I love u, look me in the eyes and say it back to me” then I finally turn and stare into the eyes of-

I wake up in my bed sweating and in total shock over the dream I just had. ‘No I did not just have a love dream about Chad! That’s impossible he hates me and is Mr. “I can do what I want pretty boy”. Ugh I have a headache now.’ I kick off the covers off running my hands through my blue black hair just barely touches bellow my chest level, with a billion layers in it and sweeping bangs. I walk over to the mirror and look down at my PJ’s, baggy pants and the sports bra. I stare at my gray eyes with a little hint of violate in them, then down my pale face moving down to my tight tone stomach. I have to admit I have a rocking body.
I dance my way down the hall banging on my big bothers door and my little brothers door screaming
“get up you losers!!!” Then slam the bathroom door.
I take a shower using my green apple shampoo and body wash. When I get out of the shower I look at the steamy mirror drawing a smiley face in the steam, as I brush my teeth. I blow-dry my hair that’s naturally straight as a board. I dance my way back down the hall holding the towel tight to my body kicking my brother’s doors which was replied with a scream of curse words from the older brother and I high girly pitched scream from the little brother. I bounce back into my room slamming the door. I grab a clean white tank with I neon pink strip of spray paint going from my chest down to my hip thanks to my best friend James, put on my black super tight skinny jeans, then finish off the look with my new black/neon pink DC shoes. I grab my iPod on the way out popping the headphones in my ears cranking it up to my theme song “Killin’ me” by Faber Drive. I run down the stairs into the kitchen and in one fluid motion hopping on the counter where my older brother, Devan and his best friend Chad sit. I freeze mid word that I was singing because they are both staring at me like I have two heads.

“What? Is there something on my face?” I look at the toster checking my dark black eyeliner, ‘nope nothing wrong there’.

“You were singing…and it sounded amazing” that comes from Devan I give him a bright smile and kiss him on the cheek.

“Thanks bro but we both know I cant sing” I look over at Chad who is still staring at me with muffin crums stuck to his face. I swallow hard thinking about the dream but then shake it off. I point at his face and start laughing
“Yo! Ugly u get shit on your face” then I reach for a poptart and stuff it into my backpack shrugging it on as I do.

“Later bro I’m out of here make sure Rick get to Robert Middle School on time today. Bye loser” I remember the time Devan completely forgot about Rick, our little bro, and Rick got to skip an entire day of school. I grab my beat up skateboard from the side of the kitchen counter.

“Wait! Don’t you want a ride?” my brother screams as I run out the door already riding down the street.

“hellz no!! PEACE BRO”
 

CHAD:

Wow, that girl is the girl of my dream. I sit there staring at the door Stace just ran out of in those tight jeans and my favorite tank top of hers. I sigh leaning against the back of the chair. Her brother who is also my best friend since birth is glaring at me. ‘Oh shit he saw’, I look down at my half eaten muffin
“What?” 'please let me play innocent.'
“What do you mean what?! Dude you were looking at Stace’s ass!” Devan yells glaring at me like I had done something terribly wrong, I don’t think I have. Stace is one of the hottest girls alive on the earth I’m sure of it. But damn her attitude is such a pain in the butt, she’s sarcastic, funny, over the top but at the same time calm, chill, and up for anything you might throw at her. She so different the most girls. She wears make up and I have seen her in skirts that most girls would look cute in but on her they are so hot. But at the same time I have seen her in one of her guy friends baggy shorts and a ratty T-shirt that still made her look like a greek god.
“I was NOT your crazy, drink your coffee and eat your muffin” I shake my head and look down at my black t-shirt, ripped old faded jeans and my bright red leather jacket. Ugh why can’t I get her to notice me?

“Alright lets bounce Chad” Devan jumps off the stool grabbing his backpack and strutting his way out to the car. I grab my bag and jog to catch up with him. We climb into the truck and take off to Andrew Jackson high school.

When we get to school and hop out of the truck we are met by stares. Ok, I’m one of the most popular guys in the school. I’m captain of the football team and a straight A students, so all teacher like me as well. The girls seem to think I’m hot as hell, I’m 6’3 very well built with weird eyes that are pure green, and with crow black hair that is shaggy but neat at the same time.

Devan and I walk over to our friends still arguing over if I was or wasn’t checking out his baby sister’s ass. Right in the middle of me saying I wasn’t, I was almost tackled to the ground by a screechy high-pitched voice squeal in my ear.

“There you are baby!! I been waiting here forever for you to arrive! I missed you!!” I knew that voice anywhere, it was Amber the schools slut and at the moment she was clinging to my arm. I prey her clingy arms off me as I glance down at her, she’s wearing a way to tight neon pink pencil skirt, a black V-neck that looked like the same size that my 3 year old sister wears, with some super high neon pink high heels that match her skirt and way to much make up with her bleach blonde hair falling down her back in ringlets. I suppress the urge to wrinkle my nose at her because she definitely doesn’t have the body for that outfit but Stace…'stop it!! I can’t think about her like that.'

“Hi Amber how are you?” I ask not really paying attention to her.
“Oh me? I’m lonely maybe you can come over and take care of that for me, lover boy” Amber whispers seductively in my ear flicking my earlobe with her tongue, I jerk my head away from her.

“Amber I cant I have…stuff to do after school now excuse me I have to get going, bye” I quickly leave her side patting Devan on the back. As I walk away my mind drifts back to Stace. I have known her since she was 5 and we were 7 years old. Now I’m 18 year old and she’s 16, we don’t even hang with the same type of people, her type is the punks/druggies/skaters/rockers. I shake my head sighing softly just as I turn the corn of the school I see Stace being picked up by a very tall (even taller then me tall) guy in black skinny jeans with a couple chains hanging off them, a tight baby blue DC skater T-shirt on, with lime green hair, spinning Stace around as she laughs at him smacking his well built chest with her hand. I feel anger and jealousy welled up in me. The person holding her is non-other then James, Stace’s best friend who also is known to have a crush on her.
 

STACE:


I fly out of the house jumping on my board as I go. I hum to the song I’m listening to as I glide down the street on my board; it’s a great California day out. I was so caught up in my own thoughts I didn’t see someone come flying out of no where and nearly hitting me. They miss me just by an inch.
“What the hell dude! You almost killed me” I scream as I look into the eyes of Shane who is one of my crazy guy friends, he is 5’11, tan, with bleach blond hair with silly pink highlights in it that I put in last weekend after bugging him to let me put the highlights in for three hours straight.
“Well I screamed your name 4 times before almost killing you so shut up” he replies calmly. I glare at him ready to start a fight when I was picked up off my board and swung around.
“Ahhhhhh!” I scream but then I see out of the corner of my eye lime green hair and know it was James my best friend. I rap my hands around his neck so I don’t fall on my butt. He slowly comes to a stop setting me down softly. I turn around and look out at the 4 guys standing in front of me laughing. First there was Raven he’s 6’2 with blonde hair with crystal blue eyes and lean muscles, next was Finn a sweet looking Asian boy with snake bites and some gauges in his ear with very long black hair that he has to flick out of his dark brown almost black eyes, next to him is Gavin his twin brother that looks the exact same except his snake bites are bright yellow while Finns are black, and next to them was Shane. I smile brightly at the then race to catch my board that was down the stream since no one stopped in when James attacked me.

“Come on boys! Get your asses in gear!” I don’t wait for a reply as I glide around the corner coming into the school parking lot and kept gliding until I’m right in front of the ugly gray colored building also known as “Andrew Jackson high