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Skater Boy- QR (Pt.1)

"I just want you to be safe. You have your phone right?" My mom asked for the 10th time.

"Yes mom. I do."

"Please call me if anything happens, last time you went, you hurt your ankle."

"Because I tripped, not because of the skating!"

"Sweetie please-"

"Mom," I gave her that look. "I'll be fine. I'm not a little girl anymore okay?"

"Okay, okay fine. I trust you. Just, check if you have your phone."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed it out of my purse and put it on the table.

"Happy?"

She nodded.

As I walked downstairs, my older brother Jaden saw me dressed up.

"Uh. Where do you think you're going?"

"Skate park. Where else." I pointed at my skateboard.

"Does mom know?"

"Uh, yeah. No dur."

"Whatever. Just be safe, I don't wanna have to carry you to the hospital like I did last time."

I stuck my tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Can I go with you!"

"Alejandro, no. Stay home and help mom with the chores."

"I'm always stuck with mom. Just cause you guys are older."

"We love you. But no."

"Fine. But just remember to meet us at BJs's tonight for dinner?"

"Will do little bro."

I ruffled his hair and grabbed my board to go outside. Ale was 16, I was 17, and Jaden was 18.

But we still treated Ale like a baby.

I skated to the park. Eyes were immediately on me, mostly cause I was the only girl there.

I hated that. But when I showed off my tricks and flips, they went silent. And then I got a little too cocky, and did my trick that I hadn't been able to complete yet.

A flip in the air before landing on the skateboard. I scraped my knee really bad and had to limp out the hole.

When I looked at it, it was bad. Blood was oozing and it was dirty.

"Ouch!" I screeched. And all the boys saw and laughed.

But one, came up to me. He kneeled down by my side.

"Hey. Are you okay?"

"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY!?!"

"Jeez, sorry. Let me take you home, or like the hospital. It looks pretty bad. And infected."

"Who even are you dude! Ah!" It burned.

"Just let me help you."

He lifted me up while grabbing my skateboard and helped me into his car.

"I promise I'm not a kidnapper. And also, I'm Quinton."

"I'm Y/N. Thanks for caring I guess."

"Anytime." He flashed his million dollar smile at me and continued driving.

I looked into my bag, my phone wasn't there. It was at home. Fuc-