wrap your troubles in dreams

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 1

My name is Syn. I know its not a normal girls name, I'm not a normal girl by any means. I dont know any other females who ride BMX-freestyle competively like I do, I also dont know anyone else who has their best friend as their gaurdian. I live with Rick Thorne, BMX's original bad ***. Even if he is a couple of years older then me, he is my best friend. I was a orphen and he took me in and thats it. He dosent try to act like my dad or anything, but he looks out for me. I'm still in school, im a senior now, but that still dosent change the fact that I act like a little kid some times, pranks and stunts and the like. But like everyother kid, I do family vacations with Rick and his wife and I hate the first day of school. I mean i had one of the best summers ever. I won the summer x-games gold medal, beating out Matt Hoffman and Andrew Carpenter, both really good riders. I woke up to an anoying buzzing sound, not even bothering to open my eyes, I picked up the small clock and tossed it over my shoulder. there was a crunch and Rick opened my door as I gave a sleepy grunt. how did I know it was rick? Just because his wife Alyssa, dosent really bother with me too much, she lets me do my thing and dosent say anything about it, Rick plays the parental figure, and I use the term parental very loosely, getting me up for school and paper work and such.

"Syn wake up or else. you got till one from ten."

I groaned as I burried my face in the pillow.

"go away."

I mumbeled, we went through this every first day of school since I was ten. I knew what was comming if I didnt get up, i didnt care.

"three....two....one....."

He farted right next to my ear. I pushed him away and waved my hand infront of my face.

"*** I'm up alright!"

there was a squeal as my pet poked its head up from the covers of my bed. It was Twinkie the piggy, we still havent figured out what gender it is. I gave twinkie a kiss on the head.

"good piggy, go get rick."

the pig jumped down from the bed and scrambeled out of the room. I then grabbed my clothes and headed into the shower. Once I was finished, I brushed out my long brown hair, I looked at the blue streaks in them, they were desperatly needing some new color. I put on a tee-shirt and some jeans, I'd ride my bike to school, its good excercise. Plus rick'll want me to meet him at the park later for some practice sessions. I pulled on my pads and grabbed my helmit and bookbag before heading down stairs. I grabbed a bottle of SoBe from the fridge before being stopped by rick.

"No way kid, I'm driving you today."

"aww dont tell me youre gonna take me in the ferrari....."

I groaned. Rick had his cheshire cat grin on while I followed him out to the car. While Rick loaded my bike into the trunk, i looked at the reflection of me in the mirror. I'll have to admit that my genetics are strange, being scandinavian and mexican. I know my mom was scandinavian, she had the fair hair and blue eyes and my dad was mexican. I dont remember too much of my dad, I havent seen him since I was five, but I remember my parents had a huge argument the night they left. Then when I was ten and started living with rick, my mom took me to school one day and after school I waited at Ricks like I was suposed to do untill she could pick me up and she never came back. I dont even remember what my last name was, Rick changed it to his last name when he got custody.

"Dont tell me your thinking about those tools again."

"Ok then I wont tell you. but it would be nice to know what the **** happened."

Rick snorted as he slid in the drivers seat. He started the engine and backed down the driveway, gunning the engine, blasting down the street at high speeds.

"that still dosent change the fact that you're a Thorne, It dosent matter where your parents are because I will always be here for you."

"Thanks rick, but its not really my mom that I want to know, its my dad, I dont remember him at all."

I sighed and stared out the window as Rick came up on the school driveway.

"youre still my family, dont worry about your dad, you'll find him sooner or later. Havea good day and wait till tomorrow to pull anything large scale."

I smirked as I got my bike out of the trunk. I already heard whispers following me as I jumped on the seat and peddeled off to where my two best friends were. Matt, a dry sacrastic british rider for the same company, trust me, hes a good kid, even if he's a smart ***. The other kid is a guy named Kale, red-brown hair, Irish with sharp tongue. We highfived each other before gaining some more weird looks from the jock group.

"the yanks are gonna give you some strange looks mate, that was ****** brilliant what you did."

I rolled my eyes at Matt.

"I said it wasnt anything, Rick taught me what I know and thats what happened. Dont talk about it alright?"

Kale put his hand on my shoulder.

"Dont tell me youre still thinkin about them?"

He drawled in his deep irish accent. I shook my head as I retrieved my schedual from my backpack.

"I know I shouldnt complain, but all I really want is an answer from my father. I dont care if I ever see him again, I just want to know."

The bell rang and we chained up our bikes. walking down the main hall, I could hear whispering following us, its something normal, I'm used to it. These whispers were ones about something different. they wernt the usuaul 'freak' whispers, they had something nice to them this time. I was getting friendly waves and everything. I sat down with Matt and Kale back in the very back of the class room. I laid my forehead down on the desk, I then realized that I hadnt taken my helmit off. I looked up to see David, the jack off of all trades, captain of the soccer team. I raised an eyebrow, I was too testy this morning to put up with his **** or to worry about getting the **** beat out of me. I wish i was normal sometimes.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to say congrats. I saw you on the x-games. that was cool, what was that thing you did at the end there?"

"it was a Flaire."

I muttered looking up at him with a strange look. Things cant get any worse and the year hasnt even started!

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 2

People were doing what david did all day, just comming up and talking to me, It was anoying. It made me wish that I never competed in the X-games. I just wanted to be left alone. Matt was talking about something in english class, I dont remember what but The teacher had yet to get into the room and the class was almost half over. I scratched my pen into my notebook, not really seeing what I was doing. The class stopped chattering and the teacher came in, guiding a new kid in by his shoulders. I looked up at the kid, He was on the skinny side, he looked shy as he took his seat inbetween me and the window. He had blond hair and sad brown eyes, kindda reminded me of someone but I couldnt remember who. Someone poked me in the back, i leaned back, it was Matt.

"We still on for heading down to Dogtown for some practice runs?"

"Yeah I guess."

I said, the last time i was down at dogtown, I was there for surfing. The Ghetto by the sea. I was born there, my life was there untill I moved to LA to live with Rick. It was still more my home then the hills were. I remember skateboarding down there when I was younger, It was always something that drew me there, biking, surfing, skating, I dont know what it is really.

"But I heard that this guy TA, he dont like guys like us, dogtown is his territory."

I snorted. this TA guy sounds like a big *** hole.

"well he can shove it up his ball sack. we're gonna go and ride. There aint nothing he can do about it."

I said.

"Yeah and if Syn cant take his **** down then there aint no hope."

Kale whispered from infront of me.

"Three stooges! Front and center!"

The three of us gulped as we stood up to face our favorite teacher, Mr Kilgore. The guy was one awesome teacher, he could be trippy some time and other times we would have bets going on how high he would be when he came to class. I could bet anything that my ears were bright red.

"Since you guys seem to like talking so much, tell me what your summer was like....."

"ladies first."

Matt muttered as he gave me a nudge forward.

"Just the usuaul, riding bikes and such."

I said with a shrug and then went to go to my seat. Kilgore's hand was planted on my shoulder, stopping me from going any where.

"Now that aint what I saw on TV."

"I went to the x-games, no big."

I shrugged my shoulders again. I saw the looks on both Kale and Matts faces, they had something to do with it. they are so dead when we get outta school.

"well actually she won the x-games for BMX freestyle."

"Shut up!"

I hissed at Matt.

"its something to be proud of, its not every day that we are in the presence of a legend!"

"Then go find Matt hoffman!"

I snapped as I sat down at my desk, fully embarrassed. I wanted to crawl into my shirt and just rot. I was that embarrassed. I would even bet all the money in ricks pockets that I was a nice shade of magenta. Fortunantly for me, The bell rang. I waited till the rest of the class had left before making my way to pound the living **** outta matt and kale. They were no where in sight, meaning I'd meet them at the bike racks. I lifted my head and ran right into the new kid.

"I'm sorry."

I muttered. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"dont let me get in your way miss x-games queen"

"Hey! I did say I was sorry!"

"What ever."

"Oh go shove a CD up your *** emo boy!"

I snorted. The kid raised an eyebrow at me and I turned and headed down the stairs, putting on my helmit and gloves as I made my way out to the bike rack. Matt and Kale wernt here yet so I unlocked my bike only to see a fourth bike beside mine and the new kid comming up beside me.

"What are you stalking me now?"

"I'm just trying to get home. But i guess youre not good enough of a biker to get any guys, is that why you keep pushin me?"

"**** that, I'd rather be skating then biking. well anyways im going to dogtown hope as **** you aint comming."

"Whatever wannabe."

I watched him pedal off. Matt and kale came up behind me, unlocking their bikes beside me.

"You want me to trash him?"

"Down Kale, If he messes with you again, tell us and we'll run him over."

We biked our ways through Beverly hills, going down through the parking deck and out towards the pier. I took a deep breath of salt air. We were stopped by a spazzy little kid who looked like he was a good couple of years younger then us.

"Hey noobs, locals only! **** off!"

"I am a local"

I growled as two more kids his age came up and started heckeling us. I was about ready to punch them when I saw a familiar face appear behind them. The older guy caught the other two kids by their ears.

"Youre suposed to be dealing with trash detail, and youre suposed to be in the bone yard, I dont want to see a single ding on my board!"

He gave the kids a toss by their ears, making one run back towards the beach and the other twards the parking deck.

"You! What are you doing?"

"I-i-i-i-i-i'm sorry but these BMXers wanted to ride here."

The spazzy kid muttered. To me it looked like he was hyped up on 20 something sugar packets. I chuckeled and shook my head.

"Jay Adams, You always were a terror."

"And I see you havent changed a bit Syn, you come here for a surf?"

I shook my head as Jay drew me into a hug. Jay's pretty old, in his late fourties, but he was a great guy. I remember skating and surfing with him when I was younger.

"not today, we just wanna ride the pier thats all."

Jay draped an arm around me, leading me off a little bit away from Matt and Kale.

"and these guys..."

"They're cool."

I said with a nod. Jay gave me a noogie as our right arms brushed up against each other, revealing slightly the matching tattoo.

"Yo spazz, get over here."

The hyperactive kid came running.

"See this?"

Jay grabbed my wrist and pushed up my sleeve, revealing my only tattoo. Jay's the only one that I know who has it, but he says that there are three other people who have it, I havent met them though.

"She's one of us. If she tells me youre giving her trouble, its bye bye for you. got it?"

"ok..."

The kid mumbeled before running off for his job.

"I'm headin back for some more waves, dont be a stranger, our pier is yours, have fun."

With that, Jay Adams was gone. Matt and Kale came pedeling up to me.

"what was that about?"

"Jay's letting us ride the pier."

"How'd you manage that?"

"My little secret."

Matt and Kale would kill me if they knew the truth about it. In out little world, skaters and BMX-ers just didnt mix. But Jay has known me since birth, how, I have no clue. My mom would just tell me he was a very good friend.

"What did the skater scrag want? Why'd he grab you like that?"

I didnt answer as I pedeled off towards the pier. Mat tried to play catch up as I dropped into a low pool. suddenly before I knew what was happening, I was sent sprawling on the rough wood. I landed hard, then Matt fell ontop of me with kale ending up on him. We tried to detangle ourselves with each other. I could feel blood running down my leg and down my face from some new fresh cuts.

"well well, I dont know how you noobs got up here but you're about to get sent with your tails between your legs."

I stood up and faced the speaker. He looked to be of mexican origin with dreadlocks and a bit of a beard. He seemed about Jay's age maybe older or a tad bit younger, I couldnt tell. I was mad though, I didnt care if he was the ringleader or if he had about a dozen posse members with him. It was bull ****, jay said we could ride.

"we have permission to ride!"

I said crossing my arms with a scowl on my face.

"Hey I know her, shes the chick from the x-games!"

A guy with blond hair said pointing at me. The mexican looking dude gave a small laugh with a mocking bow.

"well well, the rich have come from the hills, descending from on high to mingle with us common folk."

He pulled me up by the collar of my shirt.

"You wanna ride here, you gotta show me you deserve to be here on my pier. You aint even a local. I'm the king here you highness, I dont take too kindly to noobs trespassing on my turf."

He said getting all up in my face. He pushed me away and I stumbeled backwards.

"So youre TA, you got alot of ***** for an old geezer."

"I was skating circles around before you were even though of kid."

He snapped back.

"You want proof I'm up to scratch?"

I growled through gritted teeth. I was hoping that it wouldnt have come to this but it did. I jerked up my sleeve revealing my tattoo. I remember getting it the day I moved. Jay had taken me to get it when I was ten, he told me that as long as I had the tattoo I would never really leave dogtown and it wouldnt leave me.

"Where the **** did you get that?"

TA muttered looking at it in disbelief. The cross with wings having "lord of" in a banner jus above the cross and "Dogtown" written in the cross.

"I've had it since I was ten, Jay Adams took me to get it before I moved."

"Jay adams..."

TA mused. He then gave a dismissive wave of his hand and the other skaters left, leaving only me, TA, Kale, and Matt.

"The only way you get this tat is by blood, is Jay Adams your dad?"

I saw him look expectantly at me. I sighed and shook my head.

"No he's not. He's not latino. My dad's mexican, spanish, something, I'm not sure, I havent seen him for twelve years."

He looked at me hard as if he was trying to find an answer written on my face or something. It was uber uncomfortable. Fortunantly Matt and Kale came to my rescue.

"Come on, rick's probably waiting for us back home."

"Yeah come on syn."

Matt nudged me with his foot as he picked up his bike. I threw a leg over mine before giving one last look at TA.

"What's your name kid?"

TA asked as I almost pushed off.

"Syn Thorne."

"Hmph."

TA grunted as we pedeled off.

 

[wonderland]

Hey babe. remember my ***? haha. this story rocks so far. im diggin' on it. i love your stories. i'll talk to ya soon toots.

 

[Greyfoxx]

good story.

me wants more

*waits in a corner*

 

[Pheonix791989]

hey wonderland! welcome to the site!! that up there, is greyfoxx my sister. glad youve decided to come and join me in ****....I mean fun lol

 

[Greyfoxx]

lol... MEL! jeez. scare the newcommer! smart!

 

[Pheonix791989]

leave her alone shes my friend. *tapes fox to a chair* just ignore the stupidity lol its all so much fun.

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 3

"You guys go on ahead. I need to do something right quick."

I said waving off Matt and Kale. I hopped off my bike a little ways past the parking deck that was the devider between the hills and the ghetto by the sea. I chained up my bike on a rack as I went out to a small marker on a dilapidated pier. Jay told used to tell me stories about a guy named sid who died a couple years after I was born. I dont remember what he looked like but Jay said he was really young. He died when I was four. I do remember playing with him in his wheel chair. I sat down on the pier, my legs hanging off the side, feeling the sea spray on my face. Jay told me that back when they were teens, when sid was first diagnosed with the brain tumor, that the doctors didnt think he would live too much longer. But he lived six years after it. 'sometimes I think he was living just for you' Jay would say to me. To a degree I almost felt like it was my fault that he died. I've had it ****** up from the beginning. My mom being only 17 when she had me, sid dying when I was four, my dad leaving when I was five, my mom leaving when I was ten.... it almost felt like the world was just out to screw me over. I mean dont get me wrong, I'm happy with where I am, I think. Well I should be, I'm the first girl to win an x-games and the first for BMX-freestyle, Rick takes care of me, i make strait A's at school and college recruits are practically tossing hookers through my window when they arnt clogging my email and my phone line, I have the two greatest friends any one could ask for, and Jay has always been there for me through all of it, but I felt like something was missing. I looked out over the water, picking my head up a fraction from where it was sitting on the wood.

"Hey sid....."

I started out talking like I always did to him. I swallowed and wiped the blood from the cut I got earlier.

"I dont know what to do, I have everything that I could ask for but I'm not happy."

I took a slow deep breath, trying to keep from crying. I always cried when I came to visit Sid.

"This is so stupid, I mean i like BMX but its not something I want to do for the rest of my life. I dont want to disapoint rick. I wish I could have been a skater like you. Maybe things would have been easier if you didnt go."

I gave another sigh as I wiped the tears from my eyes. I quickly took in a deep breath, regaining what little composure I had left before placing a gently kiss on the little marble plaque.

"I'll see you soon sid."

I said as I tracked back to my bike.

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I woke up the next day, I sighed. I didnt want to have to go to school today. I felt like ****. I pulled on a tee-shirt, I always wore longsleeves so I felt like it was time for a change. i put on my helmit and pads before stuffing a rashgaurd and a pair of girls surfer shorts in a spare bag. I threw the bag over my shoulder and grabbed my surfboard before just barely making it downstairs to my bike this time. I rode to school, ignoring the taunts of the normal valley airheaded skrags that picked on me. I groaned when I got to the bike racks. The emo boy was already there. I skidded to a stop, making sure to keep a hand on my surfboard. I secured it before chaining up my bike.

"Well well if it isnt her highness."

"Oh **** off, I'm not in the mood."

I said distantly before turning and walking away to my home room. I made it to my home room and put my head down on my desk. It was like i could feel it in the pit of my stomache, I felt like I wanted to hurl. I saw matt out of the corner of my eye. His face looked angry and he made a sound like a plunger being retracted from a toilet.

"you...you....."

He stuttered angrily, pointing at my arm. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back out of agrivation. ****! now I remember why I wore long sleeves. *** **** tattoo.

"You had this the whole time and you didnt tell us?!"

I rubbed my arm unconciously.

"I had my reasons."

"You.......youre......you.....I cant believe your one of them. this entire time, you lied to us?"

"You never asked, theres a difference. Its just a tattoo."

"Just a tattoo?! Its just a tattoo she says!"

Matt and Kale were starting to get some weird looks from the other kids in the homeroom. I mean looks that were stranger then normal. I saw Emo boy saunter in the room with a raised eyebrow in my direction.

"Yes thats all, just a tattoo."

I said pointedly. Matt shook his head and crossed his arms. Kale mimiced his stance.

"I cant believe this entire time you've been a skater skrag!"

Matt and Kale imedeatly went to the oppasite of the room while Emo boy came sauntering up beside me and sitting in the desk beside me.

"What the **** are you trying to do? add insult to injury?"

I shot at him. He shrugged his shoulders. I watched him study my tattoo with intrest, but his eyes showed no recognition that he knew what the tattoo was really about.

"Its a nice tattoo, but i dont see what the fuss is about. I saw two other guys with it yesterday when I was at the beach."

He picked up my hand and then studdied the tattoo even closer.

"Yup. the same tattoo. Lord of Dogtown? is that suposed to be like some sort of gang or something?"

I looked at Emo boy in disbelief. Was he acting clueless or just a plain dumbass? Did he really not know who the lords were? well to tell you the truth, i didnt know either. mainly what I hears is just roumers.

"where did you live before you came here?"

"on the east coast."

He said smoothly as he continued to turn my arm over, his brown eyes tracing over the feathers.

"that explains alot."

I said with an eye roll. The bell rang signaling class change.

"so tell me about this gang of yours."

Emo boy said as he stood up and put his hands into the pockets of his low riding black jeans.

"I have to get to Discreet math."

I said trying to shake him off. He looked me in the eye saying that he had the same class. I just cant shake this guy, he's like a bad cold or something. It made me frown and give an exasperated sigh as he sat beside me in that class too. After a half an hour of him bugging me through math class and then through History, I finally decided to tell him what I knew.

"I actually dont know what the big deal about it is. My dad told me stories about him and his friends and their skating adventures. the Lords is just their little club that came from it. all the skating territory in Santa Monica belongs to them."

I said as we sat down in APbiology. Emo boy was actually pretty cool to talk to, almost like I was talking to sid on the pier.

"They have this leader named TA who comes off like a total bad *** even if he's super old."

"So your dad was a skater? Pretty kick ***."

he said as he ran his fingers through his dirty blond hair, brushing his bangs aside in a single movement. I shrugged my shoulders as the teacher passed out some worksheets to be compleated as partners. Matt and Kale wernt in this class. I had a total of three classes with out those two in them, so Emo boy and I went off into the lab area to work.

"I guess it makes for a good bedtime story. I dont know I havent seen or heard from my dad in twelve years."

"That makes two of us. My dad's an *******, he left me and my mom."

I gave a snort of laughter and Emo boy gave me a raised eyebrow of question.

"I dont see how thats funny."

he said looking slightly offended. I raised my hands in defeat.

"I ment nouthing by it, its just that at least you still have your mom. Mine left seven years ago and I've been living with my friend ever since."

"Sounds like you copped it bad since day one."

I shrugged, reminded of my conversation that I had with sid yesterday, i had to swallow hard to keep my emotions in check. My pencil scratched my name out on my paper.

"Its not easy like people think it is. Doing all this stuff. My sophmore year I didnt think I'd pass because the companies had me doing demos all over the country and I barely was at school. This is the first year I think they've schedualed demos and signings durring school breaks. Its harsh."

I said offhendedly. Emo boy gave me a nod telling me that he was listening to me.

"I mean i love bmx-ing, but being gone every other week, not knowing when youre gonna get home to see your family, being gone all the time, not being able to go any where without peace and quiet. I mean I love the fans, dont get me wrong, but its hard to keep your sanity."

"Maybe you just need a nice long break thats all."

"Thats what school's for. By the way your doing that wrong."

I said as I showed him the right way to work the right equation for photosynthesis. We worked through the packet, getting it done quickly.

"You know you're not so bad for an x-games queen."

"And youre not so bad your self emo boy."

He chuckeled as the bell rang, he gathered up his messenger bag and books.

"My names CJ."

He said with a smile. Maybe he isnt too bad.

 

[wonderland]

consider stupidity ignored. it takes a lot to freak me out, that was fried oreos. mmm, fried oreos.... but i digress. awesome chapter sweets. love it

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 4

I felt nervous when it came around to lunch time. Matt and Kale were giving me the evil eye from across the lunch room. I paid for my can of juice and then walked outside, sitting down on the lawn of the front school. It was hot out under the california sun. I'm glad that I decided to surf after school, I guess it would calm my mind, Jay would probably be out there if I didnt get roughed up by TA and his group. I swallowed hard, this day had gone from alright to worse in a matter of only minutes. I hated it when Kale and Matt wernt talking to me. They were getting worked up over something stupid like a tattoo. Its not like the lords were like this hardcore group of gangsters. It was just skating. I shook my head, how could I be so stupid to think that I could hide it for long. Skaters and BMX-ers just didnt mix, it was like a romeo and juliette type thing. But no matter how hard I tried, I cant deny that my roots are in skating, no matter how good of a BMX pro I become, I will always have my background in skating. Even if I wanted to change it I couldnt. The rest of the day, up untill english class, people left me alone. I liked it better that way most of the time. I came into english class to find Matt and Kale in my seat talking, not even letting up to let me sit down. The only other seat left was behind CJ. I sat down as he came in. He gave me a smile before turning in his seat to talk to me.

"They're starting to be real big jerks. I can crack heads if you want?"

I smiled and laughed. CJ was a pretty funny guy.

"thanks but no thanks. I'd like to live to see the **** get pounded out of me when I go surfing."

CJ's eyebrows dissapeared into his dirtyblond bangs.

"well you're just a regular rennasance kid aint ya? Surfing, BMX-ing and skating, sounds like a handfull."

"I only surf when I'm angry or sad, I surf out at venice beach."

CJ gave me a questioning look of both surprised and confused.

"Why there? The place is ****."

"I was born there, the ghetto by the sea. Its my home spot, I'd just as soon move back there then stay in the hills."

CJ looked at me in disbelief.

"How can you say that? Its like saying you dont want to be a millionaire! Thats just ******* crazy."

"I'd rather live back there then in the hills where everywhere you turn and look the fake people are there, trying to get you to be something you're not. I cant live like that."

CJ looked down at the floor for a moment, and the silence drifted between us. It wasnt one of those uncomfortable silences, but one where it was like we knew what each other was thinking. I had never had a moment like that with Matt and Kale. It was mostly me being a third wheel to the two of them.

"You know even if your from dogtown, I dont think its a good idea for you to be down there alone."

CJ finally said with a big grin on his face. I smirked, catching on quickly to what he was saying.

"And would you happen to know anyone who would be willing to go with me?"

I said batting my eyelashes at him. CJ smirked.

"I'll do it, if her highness will conscent."

"Then you can come good sir knight."

I said with a laugh as the bell rang. I went down to the bike rack with CJ. I stopped as I forgot that I left my surfing stuff in my locker and told him that I'd be right back. I ran back to my locker, twisting the combination to open it up.

"I dont know how low you can get."

I saw Matt standing beside me. I frowned as I continued to pull out my stuff.

"First you betray the bikers by being a skater and then you hang out with the emo boy? Youre more hopeless then I thought."

"as Far as CJ goes, he a **** of alot better as a friend then you are. And the skating, **** you, if you dont like my roots then **** off."

I growled before heading into the girls locker room to change. The other girls frowned at me as I changed. I know they dont like me but i dont ******* care. I met CJ out back by the bikes, he gave me a smile as we pedaled off towards the beach. We locked our bikes in the rack and took our stuff down to the shore. set my surfboard in the sand and spread out a towel for CJ to sit on. i heard a voice behind me and I groaned, I so didnt want to have to deal with another ******* today.

"well well look what the cat drug in."

I turned to face TA. I raised an eyebrow and returned the stare back at him defiantly. I dont care if he was older then me.

" And look what the sparrow coughed up. If you came here to mess with me forget it *******, I just want to surf."

"Not on my beach, didnt your parents ever teach you respect?"

"They probably would've if I had parents. Go suck a squid geezer."

I snorted as I headed down towards the water. I paddeled out to the line up. I was suprised to be the only one out here other then having TA hastle me from shore with his gay *** friends. So much for peace and quite. I rode a wave out and waded back to shore. CJ tossed me a towel as the other guys were laughing about my surfing. I know I'm not pro grade surfer but I only surf when I'm not feeling so hot.

"You're such a noob! Go back to the valley biker scrag!"

TA laughed. I pushed him out of the way and he fell down into the sand, his Alva Skates hat scattering into the sand as well.

"Do you even ******* know who I am kid?"

"Only the biggest ******* ******* in the entire beach."

I snorted as I packed up my stuff. TA jerked me up by my collar, snorting and huffing all in my face.

"woah woah woah! TA, put her down! You dont want to do that!"

Jay Adams came running down the beach, sand flying every where. TA cast an irritated glance in his direction with a raised eyebrow.

"Why the **** not? Tell me Jay, why shouldnt I pound this kid into the surf?"

"Because its called child abuse! you dont want to ******* kill your own daughter!"

"Daughter?!"

TA and I questioned at the same time, we both looked at Jay like he was crazy.

"Daughter? dont make me laugh Jay, all that weeds gotten to your brain finally. I havent seen my daughter since she was five......"

"Yeah Jay, My dad's probably long gone by now. My mom said he wasnt anything but a useless skater."

I felt TA's grip on my collar tighten as the words slipped out of my mouth.

"Besides, my little girl........."

"Your little girl is all grown up now TA, I swear on Sid's grave that she is your daughter."

I frowned.

"Leave sid out of this, Its probably his fault sid died in the first place...."

My words were cut of smartly as TA smacked me across the face. My cheek burned from where he had hit me.

"Dont you ******* talk about sid like you know him...."

"I know he used to be my friend untill he died. right after that my good for nouthing dad left my mom for some skanky *****!"

"I'm not gonna tolerate your ******* mouth! You're such a ******* little...."

At that point I had enough of TA's smart assed comments. I dont care if he is old enough to be my father. I headbutted him right in the chest, causing him to drop me.

"**** girl, you just ******* did a Zidane on Tony ******* Alva! Are you out of your ******* mind?!?"

CJ exclaimed as he grabbed me by my hand and pulled me up to the boardwalk where our bikes were. I frowned as I pinched the bridge of my nose. I had a huge headache brewing right there, that could only mean one thing other then major stress, a huge *** storm. out towards the ocean, I could see the dark clouds billowing over the horrizon line.

"Come on to my house, you look like you could use a cool down."

"Alright."

I mumbeled, rubbing the spot on my forehead that I used to headbutt TA in the chest. I know he couldnt be my father, Jay was just all hyped up on some Acid or weed or something. I held my breath as CJ pulled me into his backyard. I knew this house. I grew up here, I let out a slow breath as I placed a hand on the smoothe wood of the door frame.

"I know this place."

I whispered.

 

[wonderland]

awesome chapeter. i so can't wait for the next one.

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 5

"Are you serious? you arnt ******* with me are you?"

I shook my head as I passed through the kitchen door from the back yard, my fingers running over the notches that were carved in the door frame. I had many memories in this house, some better then others, but they all started comming back to me just the same. My eyes traveled around the barren house, it was almost just the same as I remembered, except when I was living in it, you were bound to come across some sort of skateboarding picture or memoribilla.

"This used to be my room."

I said as I put my hand on the first door in the small hallway on the left.

"Well its my room now..."

"Can I see something right quick? I think I left something here way back..."

"Sure."

CJ opened up the door, the room was almost bare, just like the rest of the house with the exception of posters covering various spots on the wall.I went back to near where the closet door was and lightly tapped on a floor board. I heard a hollow sound and smiled. I pulled up the floor board with little effort. My hands ran over a small shoe box and I knew I had found what I left behind. then right under the box was an old wooden skateboard. I mean it was an old school style one from the 70's, my dad had given it to me right after Sid died.

"That board... its an old one."

"My dad gave it to me. and this is a box of memories."

I opened it up and saw pictures of before my life became complicated. CJ peered over my shoulder as I fixed the floor board. I flipped through the pictures, one memory after another, crashing down on me like the waves of the beach.

"That's sid, the guy in the wheel chair. He died when I was four."

I flipped to another picture of a lanky youth with a bald head and a zipper tattoo on top, holding a little baby girl with big brown eyes and dark hair.

"That's me and jay adams, he's the only one who's stuck around after every one seemed to abandon me."

I could feel CJ's breath over my shoulder as I swallowed. All of these memories made me think about what I missed out on in life.

"That's my mom and my dad and me."

I said, my voice breaking. I saw my dad with his out of control curly hair and his dark skin, holding me in his arms with my mom right beside him.

"Are you alright?"

CJ asked concernedly. I wiped the stray tear from my eye and shook my head.

"I'm ok."

At that moment, I could hear the pattering of the rain on the window pane. My eyes treveled from the concerned look on CJ's face to the old skateboard with Alva scrawled across it. The low grumbeling thunder echoed as the rain pounded harder.

"are you hungary? my mom's not gonna be in untill 7 tomorrow, I'm actually not bad at cooking."

CJ said as he offered me a hand. I nodded, not having eaten anything for lunch or breakfast. CJ went into the kitchen, I should have called rick to tell him I was waiting out a storm in dog town. My thoughts kept drifting back to Jay and how he was talking about how that TA guy was my dad. I dont even remember my last name.

*flashback*

I was five, clutching my skateboard that my daddy had given me for my birthday, crying as my daddy packed his bags. I sniffed as I tugged on his pants leg.

"daddy dont leave me I'm scared."

I said sniffing. My daddy smiled at me as he picked me up in his arms and gave me a hug.

"Daddy has to go sweetie, I'll be back I promise. Uncle Jay will take care of you"

He said as he handed me to Jay. I sniffed and laid my head on Jay's shoulder, looking at my dad with a hurt look in my eyes.

"TA, you dont want to do this. It dosent matter what happened between you and Heather, Your daughter needs you."

"I know that Jay, but she's better off without me."

My dad bent down and gave me a scratchy kiss on the cheek. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands.

"Just remember Syn, you're an Alva, you got alot of heart and alot of *****. Bye sweetie."

*end flashback*

"Hellooooo?"

"Huh?"

I blinked as CJ waved his hands infront of my face. I shook my head and continued to blink.

"You spaced on me."

“Sorry. I was just thinking about when my dad left.”

“oh.”

CJ’s face darkened into a frown as he lit a candle in the kitchen, illuminating the small room. I remember when the wires shorted out up there. My mom didn’t have enough money for fixing it so it never got fixed.

“I know I don’t have any right to say it but, if this TA guy is your dad, you should give him a chance. Every kid needs a dad.”

I snorted. It was all ****. I didn’t need TA even if he was my dad. I had Jay. Jay was the closest thing I’ve ever had as a dad. It was really stupid. I raised an eyebrow as the scent of cinnamon wafted through the kitchen.

“I guess so. Maybe. I don’t know. Why would he want to show up after all these years? Besides even if TA is my dad, he dosent want me or remember me.”

I said grudgingly. CJ did something that surprised me. He gave me a hug. The only other person that ever gave me a hug or showed me any other type of affection was Jay. I felt relieved and comforted at the same time when CJ hugged me. It was one of those type of thing where you felt that like no matter what was going on at the time, no matter what troubles you had, everything was alright.

“Any one would want you. As for Matt and Kale, they’ll come around. If they are you’re real friends they will. And as far as your dad goes, you just need time. I know that I’m not going anywhere.”

“I guess I’m just gonna have to face it.”

I said as I took what ever it was that CJ had made to eat. It smelled of cinnamon and peaches, my two favorite scents.

“Its peach soup. Its good trust me.”

I took a sip of it and I could feel the coolness of it slipping down my throat.

“Its good. How’d you learn to make this?”

“My mom.”

I smiled as we sat eating the soup. I haven’t had a home meal like this in a while. With Rick it was always eating take out when we were home and then on the road was always the catered food. Sometimes it was good, other times it was sucky.

“How about we go check out the swells after the storm settles?”

“Fair enough.”

I said as I continued to slurp at the soup.

 

[wonderland]

great chapter. weird how TA doesnt even remember his baby's name & that CJ lives in her old house... but i know you must have something up the sleeve. i grow weary waiting for another update *passes out from too much excitement*

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 6

Today is saturday. CJ and I were gonna hang out in dogtown and make a general mess of things. i smirked as I climbed up in a tree with a pair of binoculars around my neck, CJ sitting in the car where we had our skateboards. I pressed the binoculars to my eyes as I scanned the area. then I saw it. There was an empty pool in a nice kidney bean shape. I called down to CJ, telling him where it was. I slid down the tree and we quickly got into the car. we parked the car across the street as I gave the house a quick look over. there was no one home. I grabbed my old board and CJ and I headed into the back yard to the pool. I ran the edge of my shoe along the side of the pool as I stuck my hands into my pockets.

"well looky here boys."

I gave a groan as I saw TA comming over the other side of the fence. I spun the wheels of my old board. I mean the thing was ancient.

"What are you doing, stalking me?"

"Syn...."

CJ said with a warning tone in his voice. I turned to look at him with a defiant look on my face.

"well well someone needs to be taught some respect."

"You know the **** what? You me right now, Skating. Winner takes the pool and looser walks."

"fine, get ready to be schooled."

TA said as I put on a pair of knee pads and gloves.

"Syn, I'm all for you standing up to the man and all, but this is Tony ******* Alva! The godfather of all skate rats, leader of the dogtown boys, former world champion, do you have any idea what youre doing? Any at all? Twenty years ago he would have busted your head wide open! This is the same guy who shapped skateboarding to what it is today! Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I know all that stuff, I dont care. This is where I learned to skate, Jay taught me how to ride pools. I'm in my element."

"I hope you know what youre doing."

I positioned my board on the edge of the pool where on the other side, TA did the same. Then in the split moment I couldnt believe what I was doing. Dropping in on Tony Alva. It was legend that Jay told me, you do not drop in on Tony Alva. Jay always told me that twenty years ago, if you found yourself standing next to the volatile, gravity defying Alva at some crowded backyard pool in the Valley, and he was planning on taking the next run--- even though he had just taken the last one--- it was best not to look at him. I was staring a living legend down in the face, someone who I probably looked up to at one point, wanting to prove that he should go into retirement. to sum it up it was surreal. Any other day I would have been scared pissless but not today. He stood with his modern skateboard, a newer version compared to mine, about ready to drop in. I dropped in, picking up speed as I passed back and forth before I could get enough air to pull off a Christ Air. I skated over to the stairs and waited. Then TA dropped in, I was amazed to see him pull off an oldschool style kickflip. This was it. All the stuff Jay has taught me was going on the line, I pushed off hard towards the deep end where CJ and I had removed the divingboard bafore I curved over the light fixture, spinning a 180 in a circle as I hit the bottom after my hand grazed over the light fixture.

"**** kid, I havent seen moves like that since back in the day. What did you say your name was kid?"

"Syn..."

I said as I wiped a strand of hair out of my face. I saw jay adams appear out of the bushes.

"Tony man, I hate to say it but it seems your daughter has your skill. looks like the legend is still living."

"Alright Jay you keep going on about her being my daughter....."

"Mr. Alva I know it seems weird but I think so too."

CJ said as he put an arm around my shoulders protectively.

"Yeah think about it tony, she has you skill, your stubborn streak, your determination, she also has your hair and eyes."

Tony waved jay off with his hand as he looked me over.

"How'd you get that board?"

"My father gave it to me the night he left, he said, 'remember syn you're an Alva, you got alot of ***** and alot of heart.'"

I said looking him right in the eyes, realizing that both jay and CJ were right, because when I saw him, I saw myself in him.

"But you said you were an orphen... what about your mother?"

"She left when I was ten, I've been living with a friend ever since."

I said softly.

"*** Syn, if I'd have known, I was just too wrapped up in my own dreams to realize anything. ***, I just realized how much I missed you."

He said with a watery laugh as I sat down on the edge of the pool. I spun the wheels on my board, staring off into the deep end, but not really seeing it. I cant believe that this entire time my dad was right under my nose, harrassing me about riding the pier, surfing in dogtown and showing up every place i was at.

"I just wanted to know, why'd you leave?"

Tony swallowed hard as he then sat down beside me. Jay and CJ excused them selves, leaving it to be just me and Tony.

"I didnt want you to grow up to be like me."

"Shame that plan didnt work."

I said with a small grunt. I then looked at him as he took his hat off and slapped it on my head.

"Yeah looks like your mom lucked out when she had you."

"she was always complaining I'd turn out like you."

I said, cracking a small smile at the memories. There was silence driffting between us.

"Well I cant change the past but we can start over."

"I guess, but I do have to get back to rick's house so he dosent worry."

Tony nodded as I made to hand back the hat to him.

"Keep it. How about me and you do lunch and then we surf tomorrow?"

"Sounds like a plan dad."

I said cracking a smile as he groaned.

"Man dont call me that, it makes me feel old."

"well you are boarderline ancient, but I'll call you Tony or TA which ever."

"TA's fine. yeah you are my kid, smart ***."

 

[Ravynlee]

Well it took me long enough but I finally got around to reading it - and while I will freely admit I have no clue as to who these guys really are (Tony Alva etc) the story itself is quite well written. I wouldn't expect anything less from you Mel nice job so far. And I too am interested to see what really lies behind her childhood issues/relationship with her dad... sweet.

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 7

I was so happy as I rode with CJ back to his house where I was staying the night. Rick was cool about it and all but whenI was with CJ, It was like I was truly home. His mom was really sweet about me staying too, thought it was really great that I used to live in the house and that I was CJ's friend.

"I'm happy you finally found your family."

CJ said with a smile as he gave me a hug while we sat out on P.O.P. I looked at CJ and then back to the small marble marker that was constructed in sid's honor. then it hit me like a sack of bird ****.

"I got it!"

I said happily as I gave a small jump. CJ raised an eyebrow at me, looking at me like I was off my rocker.

"Got what?"

CJ asked with a surprised look on his face. I turned my gaze back to him

"I know who you remind me of now, you remind me of Jay, you look almost just like him"

"You mean the guy that like almost raised you?"

"Yeah you remind me of him, Jay Adams."

Cj's face darkened as he turned his gaze back out to the ocean.

"I guess you got it, he's my dad."

CJ pulled his knees up to his chest as the silence drifted between us. I bit my lip, i had no idea that Jay was CJ's dad. I felt almost guilty that the relationship I had with Jay was something that CJ should've had.

"I'm just ****** at him because he never knew about me, he didnt even know that I existed, but he acted like you were his daughter."

He said softly as if he was reading my mind.

"CJ, I'm so sor..."

"Don't be sorry. I don't blame you, you couldnt have known."

there was more silence between us as we walked back to CJ's house.

____________________

The next morning I woke up in a very familiar place. CJ's arm was wrapped around my middle but other then that there was no sign that anything had happened. But trust me, nothing did happen. I got dressed and walked out onto he beach after writing CJ a note so he wouldnt worry. It was flat as glass out there on the ocean.

"Hey I know you!"

a long blond haired surfer said as he planted his board into the sand.

"You're that chick from school with the lords tat."

I looked at him to recognize the face but unable to put a name to it.

"My name's Ryan Peralta, I have the same one."

He said pulling back his wet suit to reveal the same tattoo on his right arm.

"Gnarly, thats the first time someones not cringed at it."

I said as I crew back the sleeve on my hoodie to show him mine. Ryan rolled his sleeve of his wetsuit back down before pushing a strand of long blond hair out of his eyes.

"Hey peralta! How are the waves?"

We both turned as a drunken slurr was called towards us. It was comming from an older surfer who looked to be a couple of years older then me, maybe in his twenties or something, he had curly long dirty blond hair and a bit of a gotee.

"Its flat as glass Skip,"

Ryan said as the guy named skip came closer to us.

"This is Skip Engblom jr, or just skip. He's a shaper just like his dad."

Ryan said introducing the man to me. I smiled as Skip shook my hand.

"I'm Syn Alva, I guess all we need is CJ Adams and a kid with an inner ear problem to make this a complete set."

I said making the guys laugh. I looked at my watch to see that it was almost noon, I had slept in really late.

"I'll tell ya what, I have to go meet my dad on the boardwalk, but I'll probably see you tomorrow Peralta, and Skip, I'll probably see you out on the water sometime."

"Well we're surfing after school, come join us."

"Deal."

I said shaking Ryan's hand as he and Skip headed into the water to wait for somewhat of a set to come. I started walking down the boardwalk before I saw my dad wave to me.

"Hey kid. You been out surfing?"

He said giving me a hug.

"Hey TA, naw, the waves have been nonexistant for the past couple of hours."

We walked down the boardwalk and stopped to get a burger and fries. We made small talk mostly, but it was cool just to have TA here as my dad and not as someone whos trying to kick my *** about skating, or surfing, or whatever.

"So who's the kids you hang out with now that the BMX scrags kindda left?"

"CJ Adams, I just met two guys, Skip and Ryan. I think you know their dads."

"Man who'd have thought that the off spring would be skating and surfing together just like we did."

There was more silence between us as we sucked on our milkshakes, trying to get the thick mixture through tiny straws.

"I know you might be ****** at me for leaving like that but..."

"No its good. You dont have to explain yourself to me."

I said smiling. TA shook his head, cutting me off.

"No i gotta tell ya, I didnt want you to grow up like I did, mostly I wanted to keep you out of the light. I was young and stupid, I didnt want to ruin your life. So I want to start again."

I smiled as he and I stood up and started down a long walk towards the end of the boardwalk.

"Once a lord of dogtown always a lord of dogtown."

i smirked as we watched a couple of skaters push past my dad like they owned the boardwalk.

"Even CJ couldnt keep away. Neither could I."

There was more silence as we were overtaken by more skaters. Most of them were teens in baggy pants and over sized tee shirts. Only on occasion, some of the older skaters would come and pay their respects to my dad, it was truly amazing to watch him interact with people who knew him but who he didnt know. It was weird seeing it from a different perspective. People normaly came up to me for autographs when I was at demos and signings but just to see it from the other side of the table was incrediable. But then it made me feel like there was a rock in my stomache, Rick would be dissapointed if I gave up BMX, but i just couldnt stand to look at another bike. even when I went to school with CJ we rode out skateboards.

"I hear you're quite the pro yourself."

TA said as we continued to walk.

"I'm not that good, besides, I dont even like BMX that much any more."

"How come?"

"Because I just dont feel the love about it any more. I'm not comfortable on that seat like I am on my boards."

"Then why dont you take a break? I mean not like giving up but just untill you feel as comfortable as you once did."

I frowned, maybe I should have a good long break from BMX.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm proud of you for doing so good even if it isn't my thing really."

"ok..."

I said trying to make sense out of what he was saying. TA laughed and rubbed the back of his head.

"I was never good at the dad parenting thing."

TA said as he leaned over the rail of the pier. We had walked all the way back to P.O.P. I could feel the comforting spray of the sea mist.

"I have a propostion for you..."

 

[wonderland]

awesome! i cant wait to see what happens. the story so totally rocks!

 

[Pheonix791989]

Chapter 8

"You want me to live with you?"

I said amazed as TA told me his request.

"Now I know that it seems sudden to ask but I didnt mean right now, just once we've finally gotten past the first barrier."

He said as he leaned a bit more over the pier railing. I trained my eyes out to the horrizon line where off in the distance I could see an older looking oil rig.

"When that day comes, I'll be glad to do it."

I said in a mellow sort of voice, hopping I didnt sound too standoffish about it. My Father, he's important to me but right now there's something more important then that. I left that important thing lying in bed around noon when I woke up.

"well kid I have to get going, but next saturday Team Alva is throwing a party for the opening line of our Alva Girl products, if you want to come you can. Just let me know."

I nodded as I started to head towards CJ's house. TA pulled me by the shoulder and handed me a folded up piece of paper, I took it with a questioning look as CJ called out to me from the back porch of his house.

"If you ever need anything I'll always be in reach."

He said as I pocketed the paper. TA waved me off as I climbed back up the sand dunes and into the back yard where I took a seat on the hard wood floor beside CJ. He had a semi worried look on his face but it softened up once he saw me alright. I felt the usuaul tingle in the pit of my stomache as his hand brushed agains mine. We shared a look and it was like we instantly knew what the other was thinking. My relationships with other people wern't ever like this before I met CJ. He made me feel so calm and mellow about anything that bugged me.

"You know my dads having some big wig party for his skate company."

"really? He's wanting you to go I expect."

CJ muttered softly as we just stared out at the ocean. The sun was barely starting to set, it was maybe four in the afternoon, the long shadows by the dunes were cast onto the grassy area that served as the back yard. Memories were flitting across my mind in which I could see my self as a toddler, running around the yard, taking my first steps into my dads arms, then Jay putting my feet on a skateboard for the first time, him taking me out for my first surf session, Him taking me to my first day of school, him taking me for walks on the beach.... memories that should have been CJ's, not mine.

"I guess..."

I mumbeled as my mind wasnt really on what he was saying. I wished that I could have changed it, that I could have stopped my dad from leaving, that CJ and Jay would get along, that Jay would even know CJ. I was feeling like I was standing atop a large stair case on the tip of my toes about to fall, a sinking feeling that came from guilt. There wasnt anything I could have done to change it, no matter how hard I wished for it. I looked over at CJ, he was wearing his usuaul black pants and chuck taylors, today though he actually wore just his nightmare before christmas shirt, not his usuaul hoodie. I gave a small smile as CJ asked me what was up.

"oh nouthing, just admiring the view."

I said as I quickly turned my head away from him. I sighed as I was toying back and forth with my own demon in my mind about my father. To a degree I didnt trust him, not one bit. He's been out of my life for **** near twelve years and he wants back in now? I got the answers I was looking for, why he left, I'm satisfied but what now? I have my answer and it seems like I gained more problems.

"Hey I have an idea, its a sunday night and we got nothing to do, lets go visit my friend Adam, he's in a band playing in a club a few blocks from here. He can get us in free."

"Alright, let me change... anything in particular I should wear?"

"It dosent matter."

I headed back inside to the room that CJ and I now shared, I hummed the tune of my favorite song 'there's no I in team', I slipped on a longsleeved black shirt and some black pants. I headed back out to the porch where CJ had snapped his phone shut, shoving it in his pocket.

"I just got a call from Adam, he's gonna meet us around where the old Zephyr shop used to be with our passes."

"Noice, "

I said with a faint smile. CJ and I both stood up and headed down the boarded walk way around to the front of the house. We were walking together, like we were friends, some part of the back of my mind was angry at it, like it wanted to be something else.

"you know you're the emo one now."

CJ said as he nudged me with his elbow. I smirked.

"How do you figure that one out?"

"Whats your most favorite song ever?"

He quesioned me as he kept nudging me with his side.

"Make **** sure, you know that."

"That just proves you're emo."

"No im not."

I say with a laugh in my voice. CJ gave a small snort of laughter before talking.

"Everyone is emo at one point or another, all music that can relate to real life is emo, besides, Taking Back Sunday is like one of the greatest emo bands of all times. you're emo because you have this life you dont want to be in, where youre made fun of again and again and again just because of who you are, its your desire to make yourself bigger by making your self part of something bigger. Its like F. Scott Fitzgerald's eternal green light, you are trying to make something tangible of something intangible."

I blinked as I kept walking, my eyes never leaving CJ's profile. That was deep, maybe he's on to something good.

"really deep man."

That was all I could say. He did make sense with what he said, for a guy in a nightmare before christmas shirt, he made a lot of sense. We got to the old Zephyr shop and CJ saw his friend, I was suprised to see that his friend Adam was THE Adam Lazzara. I was star struck and rooted to the spot. CJ laughed at me, sharing a look with his friend Adam.

"I guess even the famous still get cold feet."

He said as he grabbed me by the hand, pulling me towards his friend.

"Hey Adam, this is Syn, she's a fan of yours."

"That's cool, how'd you two meet?"

"well, dude, its a seriously long story. I dont even think that between me and Syn, we couldnt even begin to explain."

CJ said as he gave my ribs a nudge.

"Yeah, its so discombobulated it isnt funny."

I said, agreeing with CJ, wishing that I didnt look like a beetroot right about now. Adam smiled as he handed the two passes to CJ.

"The show starts in like two hours so I'd get up there quickly if I were you. if you want good seats, come with me and I can get you in through the back way."

"Adam, you never cease to rock."

Cj said as he and Adam bumpped knuckels. CJ waited for Adam to walk past before joining me, we followed him the rest of the way to the club. Adam did manage to get us in through the back door so we spent almost an hour and a half just chilling backstage. it was pretty cool, once we got some good spots up front close to the stage once people started pouring in from the humongus line that we saw that wrapped around the block and then some.

"So how do you know Adam?"

I shouted at CJ above the dull roar of the increasing crowd.

"I knew him from back home in North Carolina. He's a chill guy."

I dearly wanted to ask him about what he and Adam were talking about backstage shortly before they started letting people in.

"I bet you're already used to stuff like this."

CJ shouted at me. I shook my head and shouted back,

"No, I've never really been to a concert, I never had the time!"

the energy in the crowd was running high, I had never really seen anything like this before. I mean there was always high strung energy at my demos, but this energy was different. I dont know what to call it. CJ gave me an ear to ear grin as the lights dimmed down.

 

[wonderland]

Oooh, i love it. the 'king of emo' (lol) gatsby... how can ya resist? deep at parts. & you're right everyone is emo at one point... emo is short for emotional. i know for sure i'm not vicki from 'small wonder', i'm human. well, for the most part. but you know me, comes with the package - emotion & a somewhat "punk" lifestyle. if that still exists. but the story was excellent. can't wait for more as usual