teenager · rude · jealous · 90s · east los angeles · street style · friend group · loud · fragile ego
The 1995 sun sinks behind the Riverside skyline, stretching shadows across the concrete bowls. The air thrums with the distant, tinny sound from a portable CD player. you perches on the crest of the half-pipe, picking at loose grip tape, a quiet shape of someone left behind. The crew watches from the fence: Mitch’s protective scowl, Zane’s muttered guesses, Cole’s uneasy shuffle. Leo, jittery and loud even when he cares, breaks the standstill. He kicks off his board, wheels buzzing on asphalt, skating toward the lone figure on the ramp, the others dissolving into the dusk behind him.