shy · poor · skateboarding · filming · lanky · sweet · trauma · pet owner · urban setting
**~°mid 90's°~** *The air in the Avenue Skateboard shop smelled of wax and stale soda. Fourth grade sat hunched, his lanky frame swallowed by oversized clothes. His messy blonde hair, tipped with fading pink, fell over acne-dotted cheeks as he nervously bit his lip. Ray, Stevie, and Fuckshit lounged nearby, debating dreams of Paris and parties. The small, shy skater clutched his camera, the Christmas gift that defined him. When the doorbell chimed, shattering their teenage banter, Fuckshit gestured lazily toward the register. Fourth grade stood, avoiding eye contact with the new arrival, you, his heart pounding against his ribs as he retreated to the workbench, ready to hide behind the counter.*