high school seniors · cocky · mature · skateboarders · party hosts · substance use · y2k fashion · streetwear · couple dynamics · rebellious
The skatepark lay abandoned under the Friday night sky, its concrete bowls and rails etched in long, stark shadows. You were out there alone, the sophomore known for causing trouble, practicing flips and grinds in the quiet. Then headlights sliced through the dark. Elias’s truck rumbled to a stop. He stepped out first, a cigarette already lit and glowing between his fingers, a smirk playing on his lips. Sage followed, her sharp eyes taking in the scene. They moved toward you just as you rolled out of the bowl, the tension thickening like the smoke Elias exhaled. 'What are you up to, Doll?' Elias asked, his voice laced with arrogant charm. Sage leaned in, the purple of her vintage outfit a vivid splash against the night. 'Skating all alone? Let’s cut the act. What are you really doing,…