➶ ｡˚ - 𝟎𝟎𝟐

❝ to all the days we were together,to all the times we were apart,in each others lives,heart to heart. ❞- heart to heart, mac demarco.

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THE NEXT DAY, ALL FIONA COULD THINK ABOUT was the brunette boy with a camera, and that one voice on repeat for the hours she was standing on this earth. she couldn't just have a crush on that boy without even knowing him like that yet. that was one thing about fiona, she needs to warm up with people before she can actually trust them. she didn't quite know what intentions the boy she "liked" had, but she was assuming good, and as you all mostly know we can't assume good out of everybody.

issues during her past just adds on to the person she is til this day. she knows she can't trust anyone until she knew them, because during her past she did that just for her heart to get broken into a million pieces.

one of her "best friends", estee, and her little group, faked being her friends, just for information about her and her life, to use against her. she didn't really know what estee and her little "minions", as fiona called them, had against her, but it was something bad. she figured out, through a crowd of people overhearing shit she says, mostly shit talk.

just then, fiona had forgotten about the invite to come back to "motorz" and skate. she decided to get ready, as she didn't want to go looking like she just got up.

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FIONA RACED OUT THE DOOR, locking it as quickly as she could. she almost tripped by skipping one or two step(s) down the stairs.

she was wearing sort of baggy pants, and a baggy t-shirt. she also threw on a jacket, knowing damn well it was atleast 90 degrees outside, since it was a sunny day in cali.

she decided she was gonna practice skateboarding for a little before she actually skated over to "motorz". she wanted to impress them, so she had to practice some good ass tricks.

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ABOUT A HOUR LATER, fiona got some tricks done, and she was amazed as hell.

she was on her way to the skating shop, getting stopped by a random white guy as her skateboard hit his foot, almost sending him face first onto the hard concrete.

"holy fucking shit, my bad."

"watch where the hell you're going."

"the fuck did you just say to me?"

fiona right then and there stood up inches away from his face. she was pretty sure he wouldn't do anything as he looked a little bit weak.

she just shoved him and the scenario was over, as he did nothing back but just walked away.

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SHE HAD GOTTEN TO THE SKATE SHOP, which she thought she was late, but there was no specific time ray had wanted her to be there, all he wanted her to do is be at the skate shop.

"yo! red!" - ray had said to the curly-haired girl.

fiona raised her eyebrow at the sudden nickname. she just let it be as he still would probably be calling her "red" in the future.

"you do realize my name is fiona, right, ray?" - she had said so suddenly causing everyone of the skaters to look at her.

"uh, actually not, but your just gonna be red for now." - he had said, causing some of the other skaters to laugh, besides fourth grade.

fiona was just sitting down on her skateboard, just watching the group skate, but the brunette boy sat down next to her, with his camera in his lap.

"uh, hi." - the brunette boy said awkwardly, and nervously.

"oh hey! what's up?" - fiona said, a little excited because the boy she had her eye on since yesterday had decided to talk to her.

"oh, nothing. uhm i guess i just wanted to introduce myself." - the boy said, basically whispering.

"oh, alright!" - fiona said, confidently.

"uh, so i guess i'm gonna introduce myself and the others, if you want me t-" - he said, rambling words at this point.

"okay calm down." - fiona said, whispering as she was about to laugh her ass off at the boy.

"i'm sorry. so i'm fourth grade, to be honest i don't really know why they call me "fourth grade". i guess they just think i'm dumb or some shit," fourth grade explained, "next is the curly headed boy, he's fuckshit, i'm pretty sure they call him fuckshit because he's always like "fuck, shit, that was dope!" after he see's a cool trick or something," fourth grade continued, "okay, then we have the boy with a brown buzzcut, he's ruben, he doesn't really like new people, don't know why that is either. uhm, then there's ray with the dreads, i'm pretty sure you already know him, as you guys talked already."

fourth grade practically frowned at the last sentence, if he could say the least he was pretty jealous. he just wanted to at least bond with the girl he thought was pretty, somehow.

but, right then and there, fiona thought they instantly clicked, or bonded, somehow.

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