Oneshots

skater boy

the explanation was in the description.

sharks pov-
i was walking home for school when I saw a kid in the skate park, he was doing a bunch of flips and stuff. holy shit. that's really difficult. I walk over to the park, I sit next to a few others that had been sitting there. "who is that?" I ask. one of the people turn to me, "we don't know. he doesn't talk. all we know is he does a bunch of different sports. we've never seen him anywhere but he's extremely talented." he explains. I nod, a watch as he does more tricks. I continue to watch until dark, everyone else had left but a watch as he turns on lights on his skate board and he keeps going. does he not stop? or does he only stop once everyone's left? I move so I'm watching him while I'm laying down. he doesn't take breaks apparently. I just watch, until I eventually fall asleep.

I wake the next morning to him shaking me. I look around, it was about sunrise. he taps his wrist, as if saying "check the time" I pull out my phone. I check the time, an hour before school. I look up at him, seeing what he looks like in more definition. he had dark brown hair that was easily a cute mess. he had green headphones resting around his neck. he wore a white shirt with a green and black hoodie wrapped around his waist. he wore black ripped jeans that hugged his legs but weren't skinny jeans. he wore simple green converse shoes. his eyes get covered by a black bandana that disappears in his hair. his figure was slim but he had very defined muscles. he had a sharp jawline too. what the fuck?! he's like the perfect guy. I snap out of my daze and stand up. "thank you. I'll be going now" I state. I notice how he has a good few inches on me, he's so tall! I would say 6 foot 5 on average. considering I'm 5 foot 10. he nods and I start walking to my house. I start sprinting and make it home soon, I quickly change and get ready.

-skip school-

after school I run home and change into casual clothes. I make my way to the skate park. i find the man wearing the same outfit. but this time he's doing soccer tricks. how much flexibility does he have?! I sit down against a tree, closer to him. I notice how his head keeps moving around, like he's watching everybody react to his performance. interesting. so does this kid actually stay here all of the time or does he just slip by in the shadows all the time so they don't see him? I just continue to watch.

? pov~
I look around quickly at all of the familiar faces. until my gaze falls on the new comer, I haven't learned his name yet. I look back at my feet, what trick was I doing?  yes, I can make myself basicly go on auto pilot so I forget what I'm doing. whatever. I bring my attention back to the new kid. I never talk so my mind is loud, one main thing I hear is, holy shit, this kid is cute.

he has dark brown hair that frames his face, sunglasses rest on his nose. falling off ever so slightly so I can see his eyes. his eyes are brown but it changes shades, so I've noticed. it might be because his emotions or just the way the light hits them. he wears a light blue long sleeve shirt and a dark blue hoodie. his legs are covered by grey jeans, and his shoes are just black tennis shoes. I can't really tell what his figure looks like because of the baggy clothes he wears. I look around again, he was the only one left, yet again. I look back to see him half asleep.

I stop what I'm doing, he let's his eyes fall closed. once he falls asleep, I pull a piece of paper from my bag that I have hidden. i write him a note and slip it into his back pocket. I move him gently so he's laying on the ground and not against a tree. I put my soccer ball back in my bag and grab a rubix cube. I flip it a few times then start to solve it, or more like my hands start to solve it while I think again. I've always been good at sports, and I dropped out of collage because I don't plan on doing anything with my life. don't get me wrong, I'm not dumb. but I'm not really smart or anything. I plan on just living my life off what I'm doing. I do performances some times with my skills and I win money, and I buy food with that and that's it. I live on the streets but I keep myself well put together. I look down at the rubix cube that was now solved and I had started to toss it in my hands.