Whyyyyyyyyyy?

I was rudely and rather unceremoniously awoken by Murphy whisper-yelling something about needing to disappear. But all I wanted to do was sleep...

"Jay, get your ass out of bed now! Your dad is here!" Murphy whisper-yelled frantically.

I shot up and accidently hit him on the forehead with my forehead.

"Ouch," he grumbled.

"Sorry, but I panicked. My dad?" I said, panicking.

Murphy nodded.

I cursed under my breath. I did not think he would do that. Well then it was time to disappear.

We couldn't leave the room or make a noise otherwise his parents and my dad would know that we were up. So Murphy got dressed with his eyes closed lying in his bed like we used when we went on camps together. I got a wave of nostalgia just remembering that.

I got dressed in black cutoffs, black Vans, a black "YOU COMPLETE MEss" tank top and a Pokemon snapback of Murphy's.

And Murphy put on his black skinnies with a grey Adidas tee, an OBEY snapback and black Vans.

We had left the longboards outside under Murphy's window last night. We each grabbed a couple of things like our water bottles and wallets and sunscreen (because the Australian sun is a motherfucker) and put it in our backpacks. We were just grabbing the last of our shit when we heard it.

Footsteps.

Coming upstairs.

Shit.

Murphy and I looked at each other in a split second of blind panic before I ran to the window. I did a hasty calculation and jumped. Murphy followed me and landed next to me in the grass. We grabbed a longboard each and ran for all we were worth.

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I grinned and lay back against the cool concrete side of the halfpipe. It was just me and Murphy at the skate park today since he decided to cut school. We had longboarded from his house to all the places I wanted to see again, from the the beach to an Internet café to a corner store that sold cigarettes for cheap.

And now we were at the skate park. Only Calum and his new girlfriend would be joining us. And speak of the devil, there they were at the entrance.

They, like Murphy and I, had longboarded here and had to rent a skateboard. We were good friends with the guy who owned the skate park. We paid for our entrance but he lent us boards for free and even had special boards kept aside for us. We were so tight just because we had protested the city demolishing the park and building a kiddies park. The owner's name was Lorenzo Lopez. And yes, he is half-Mexican and half-Spanish.

Calum walked over with his girlfriend and all I could think was DAAAAAYUM.

"Hey, guys. Jay, this is Skyla, my girlfriend," he said. "Skyla, this is Jay, one of my best mates."

"Oh hi! I've heard loads about you and I'm happy to finally be able to put a face to a name," she said, smiling.

"Same here," I said with a laugh. She really was pretty. She had dyed hair and the cutest outfit too: a galaxy tank, black cutoffs and pink Vans.

Calum didn't look bad either today. With his hair quiffed for a change you could see his gorgeous eyes. He wore a light grey muscle tank, black shorts, Converse and a ton of bracelets.

We chatted for a bit before hitting the halfpipes and rails. This day was almost perfect. Too bad I knew it would end.

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"Fucking dammit!" I cursed in an out-of-breath whisper.

"That was so close," said Murphy next to me.

"Care to explain why we had to just up and run like that, Jay?" Calum asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, about that..."I started.

The four of us were currently hiding in a side-alley behind a row of dumpsters. Thankfully they had been emptied this morning. We were at the skatepark when Murphy's dad's car stopped outside the park. My dad got out the car and tried to get in. Mercifully, Skyla told Lorenzo to stall him. We jumped the back fence of the park and gunned it away from the park. Now we were here.

I explained to Calum and Skyla about my dad showing up this morning. We laughed about it a little and then left for smoothies.

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The pic is of Calum <3

And no. It's not Zayn Malik. It's Richard Ayala.