All about skateboard fun, guys.//

*your POV*
You sighed quietly to yourself. You looked down at your skateboard, that is all wrecked up and splattered with different colours.

Right now, you are heading to the skateboard shop. You had three choices in mind. Either buy a new one, repair, or redesign. You sighed in frustration, and you opened the door, along with the chime of the bell ringing.

There were just a few people in the shop, which is good, making the atmosphere peaceful. You walked over to the counter, and you settled your skateboard on it. You softly knocked on the counter, and in an automatic response, "Coming!!", was heard.

You looked around, and you spotted a random chair by your side. You let out a sigh in relief, and you sat on it, now feeling relaxed from all the travel, and from standing. A person dashed out of the room, and he stopped by in front of you, a grin on his face.

"Oh hey, (Y/N), dude!" He cheered. "Whassup Griffin?" You asked, raising a brow, and smiling sheepishly. "How many times have I told you that you must not call me by my first name?" He said, and he rolled his eyes from under his shades, as he shook his head. "Oh come on get used to it." You said, and you laughed at him.

"Hell no I'm not! But anyway..what brings you here?" He asked, resting an arm on the counter, and a hand on his waist.

"The usual..kids out of nowhere snuck in my house and grabbed my skateboard. And then you know what the other details are." You explained, lifting up at skateboard you were carrying. "You know, I could discount you for a new skateboard." He said. Your eyes widened, "R-Really? N-no wait I mean, dude its okay if it's a big pr--" "Free it is then!!" He cheered, cutting you off and giving you a wink, with your face slowly heating up.

"And with that look, yes I'm being serious." He said, and before you could protest, he took you by the hand, and lead you to the basement.

*time skip*
"So, take your pick!" He cheered, as he crossed his arms, a wide grin on his face. "Uh, well, you know I need to go home since I didn't feed my cat--" "Nope! You're in here already so no more backing up." He cut off once again.

You were about to protest again, but you sighs in defeat, and decided to choose.

You searched around the room, until you spotted one(the picture up there). "Ooh! How about that one?" You said, pointing at it, as you went over it.

Turner looked at the direction you pointed out at, and he smiled. "Nice choice!" He said, and he followed. He stood on a chair, and he carefully grabbed it down.

He jumped off, and he walked back to you, and handing it over to you. You accepted with a smiled, and you looked at the skateboard, scanning it for a moment. "And a-are you sure about giving it off for fr--" "Of course I am." He said, with a smile, as he crossed his arms.

"Well, doesn't seem like it. Since I know you as a type of person who brags and jokes around." You said. "Bragging about what?" He asked. You sighed, and you laughed softly. "About you with the, uh, 'I'm the most handsome', and the 'I'm the coolest dude in the whole wide world!'." You explained, doing some weird hand motions, and also mimicking his voice, and actions he would do sometimes when he says those.

He snickered, and he shrugged. "What? Am I not right about it?" He asked, with a smirk about it. You looked at him, and you raised a brow, but then a blush slowly formed on your cheeks, admitting in your thoughts that he is indeed cute.

Handsome.

And a dork I may say.

"Your face is going red, and its proving it." He said, his smirk widening.

"Oh shut up!" You bailed, and you playfully smacked his arm, owning a fake whine from him, which almost looked real. "Oh my mother of Ninjago, are you okay???" You asked. Then his whines turned into laughs, making you confused. "Oh man, I got you." He said, as he laughed even more, clutching his stomach.

"Griffin!""Dont call me that!""Too bad I won't stop!!" Then you two bickered playfully at each other, and soon you two started joking around, laughing.

"Alright alright..anyway..wanna hang out with me in the backyard?" He asked. "Whoa really?" "Yeah, really!" "Man, you're so cool."

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Your eyes widened, "Wait no HO DON'T--" "HAHA!! I KNEW IT!! YOU TOTALLY SAID I WAS COOL!!" He cheered on, and on, and you regretted saying it out loud. "Alright, fine I do admit, you ARE cool." You said, and you rolled your eyes, laughing softly.

He cheered once more, and finally he stopped. "Heh, I knew it. Now come on!" He gleamed, and he held your hand, your cheeks exploding into a shade of red, as he dragged you along the way to his backyard skateboarding rails.

You stumbled slightly, but soon caught up. "Hey, I can walk ya know!!" You yelled, glaring softly at him. "Heh, sorry babe, but I can't handle it! Need for fun!!" He said.

You laughed a bit, then you slowly realized what he just called you, your blush slowly worsening.

"TURNER!!"

"FINALLY AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

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//sorry about taking long to update! Had the writer's block thing >w <|| But hope this chapter makes it up to ya!

Hope you enjoyed it bros :)

And

I don't wanna turn thirteen ;^; yeah. Tomorrow. November two. I'm horrified. A-and yeah I'm gonna be thirteen. Please don't judge -^-|||

Anyway, Ciao!~

XOXO!~//