➶ ｡˚ - 𝟎𝟎𝟗

❝ you're always on my mind,you're always on my mind. ❞— you're always on my mind, swv.

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FUCKSHIT WAS TAKING EVERYONE HOME, but fiona.

fiona had asked to stay in motorz at her house, since her mom's car was in the driveway after months of not. and she didn't want to deal with her mom beating on her, for absolutely no reason.

fuckshit had arrived at his house, tossing fiona the keys to stay at motorz, as they had made a deal a few months ago about if fiona needed to stay at motorz because of her mother, she could. but, she had just realized that fourth grade had decided to stay at motorz, which would leave the boy and her alone together.

as fiona would think, they probably would do dumbass shit together, which is one of their many similarities.

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FOURTH GRADE, as the group of skaters would call him. fourth fucking grade, fiona thought, as she was driving. one of her favorite best friends, out of the whole group of skaters. even though he only spoke 3 times, or even less, out of the whole time she's met him.

but, she always thought, if this makes any sense, he spoke words out of making movies.

that's one of the things fiona has figured out, ever since she met him.

he always spoke his thoughts, feelings, and emotions by making movies. even if it was some stupid shit, he would always express it with movies, or little films.

that's what fiona loved about him, he loves making movies and little films. and he was also pretty quiet, sometimes like fiona depending on how she feels at that moment. lowkey, as fiona would say, he matches her energy.

but, she doesn't really know why she is thinking about him 99% of the time.

the boys would notice they way they looked at eachother, more than friends, summing that up.

fiona would deny that, although deep down she may think it was actually true.

even if she thought it was true, she would doubt he would feel the same way as they would say they think she felt.

but, maybe, just maybe, not a yes or no, she felt the way the group of skaters said how they thought she felt.

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FIONA PULLED INTO THE 7-11 PARKING LOT, with 2 dollars for slushies for fiona and fourth grade.

she had gotten a blue and a green slushie, not knowing which one fourth grade would want.

"alright that will be a dollar." the cashier said, waiting for the money fiona was gonna give them.

fiona payed and left the store, on her way to motorz.

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FIONA ENTERED THE SKATE SHOP, after she unlocked the door, which caused fourth grade to jump at the sound of the bell.

"god damn calm down." fiona laughed out, as she saw fourth grade jump.

"sorry." fourth grade said quietly, not knowing what to say.

"bro, you don't gotta say sorry. it's fine, don't worry." fiona said, laughing at the first part of her sentence.

"oh." fourth grade stated, not really knowing what to say as the silence has been awkwardly long.

fiona set her stuff down on the floor beside the television, as fourth grade was on the couch.

fiona observed fourth grades face slowly from where she was, noticing something was off. his eyes were red, he looked awfully upset, trying to hide it.

"yo, fourth, you good?" fiona asked, worried for him because she knows what it is like. she thought something could be going on at his home, or maybe even more.

fiona scooted up to the couch, noticing he was sitting up, so she sat beside him.

"hey, you gon-" fiona was gonna ask, but fourth grade just burst out crying for an unknown reason.

fiona went in to hug him, rubbing his back in attempt to comfort him.

"hey, hey, it's gonna be okay." fiona said, barely above a whisper.

fiona doesn't really know how to comfort people, as she never grew up with those type of parents to be there for her.

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FIONA SUCCESSFULLY comforted fourth grade, in which she was practically mentally dancing in her head.

but, fiona was about to melt into tears right then and there the moment she saw fourth grade bursting out into a bunch of tears.

the light music of "you're always on my mind" by swv was playing from a radio fiona had found a few months back that stayed in it's place where fiona had put it.

"you're always on my mind." fiona sung lightly, while lip syncing the rest of the lyrics.

fourth grade directly looked at her, enjoying the music, bopping her head slightly, practically admiring her, everything she did at that moment.

fourth grade just felt some kind of way.

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notes —HELP THE LAST LINE KINDA RHYMEDand there again i'm sorry abt not publishingmuch chapters, i'm just busy with school andteachers getting on my ass for nothingoh yeah and this weekend i'll try to get some more chapters in and idk where to go with this book n chapters so please drop suggestions in the comments 😭🙏

OH YEAH ALSO TYSM FOR ALL THE 401 READS I DID NOT KNOW THIS BOOK WAS GONNA GET THAT FAR I THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH BROO