7. Skater boy

It's been ages since I've been in a halfpipe or, to be precise, a pool. Or been able to grind somewhere decently (and I'm talking about my board, not on a guy). Back home, we don't have skateparks and grinding some small stairs, or the pavements aren't the same. God, I have missed this. The last time I went to a skatepark, the world was totally different for me.

Evans is keeping up quite well, better than I would have ever imagined. He is skilled with the board, but nowhere near my level. It's still fun with him.

We take a small break, sitting near the pool to have a drink.

"Gosh, you did kick my ass in. Is it bad that I find it hot, to be defeated by a girl on a skateboard?"

He makes me blush. "Nope, it would be terrible if you'd hate me because I am better in skating."

"Your heelflip, tailslide, and nosegrind are nearly perfect. Never seen it done so good before, "Evans admires my stunts.

From behind us, I hear a familiar voice appear. "You know mine are perfect."

Both of us turn a