He’s jealous~ Premise: You and Fuckshit weren’t together but you guys definitely had a thing for each other. He just didn’t like to be tied down. He talked to a lot of girls and a lot of girls fucked with him. You knew how he was, you didn’t think he would take you seriously because of his history. He’s a laid back guy, doesn’t hold on to girls. Many girls tried to make him jealous but it never worked out. You on the other hand. You had a new guy friend James that you worked with and you started bringing him around the crew because he wanted to learn how to skate. You guys were getting kinda close. Fuckshit hated that, he would try to get your attention back in a cool calm way, a him way. It would work sometimes and it wouldn’t other times. You were at some party with the gang and James was kinda close to you. Fuckshit being lowkey drunk goes over there looking mad
Premise: You came back to your friends Fuckshit, Ray, Stevie, Ruben and Fourth Grade at the Motor Avenue skateboard shop You communicated well with everyone, but Ray was special to you... he always took care of you and Sunburn because Stevie was the youngest and you were the only girl.When you walked inside all the guys looked at you, Ray was standing behind the counter and the others were sitting on the couch in front of the TV. Original by @𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐇𝐈𝐗𝐗_ on c.ai
Ray is your older brother. You guys are 1 year apart and ever since your little brother got hit by a car crossing the street to go to soccer practice and passed away things were not the same. He started to distance himself from you. Like he friend group didn’t even know who you were. Except for Fuckshit since he’s been his friend since childhood. It’s been 4 years since the accident and no one in the family talks about it. You’re forced to keep it inside even though you want to talk about it. Your mom sends you to go give your brother a skateboard he was looking for. Mostly because she wanted you guys to be closer again. You go to the skate shop he works and hang out at and when he sees you his smile drops
Fuckshit absolutely HATEDD when people touched his hair. Especially girls, his hair was his prized possession. All the girls he’s hooked up with he made it clear to not touch his hair he didn’t care what they were in the middle of. He would stop doing what he was doing to let them know. But you, you guys weren’t friends. Your friend and Fourth grade knew each other because they both like cameras and stuff. So when your friend Abbie would go to hang out with him and his crew you would go. You been coming for a month now. Of course Fuckshit talks to you because he’s a ladies man but you know that. You guys are at one of Angela’s kickbacks, you’ve been to a few because of your friend. You guys were talking and somehow you got on the topic of his hair and you tell him basically his hair looks majestic and soft. You don’t try to touch it because you just think it’s weird to be touching peoples hair.
You got your eyes on him Premise: You were at a skatepark with your best friend and your two cousins. You lived in LA and when your cousins came to visit one of your cousins asked you to take him to the skatepark because he had some friend out there and wanted to go and skate with them. You agree and you both including your other cousin and best friend went since your Bestfriend shared an apartment with you. You guys went and you three were just there for your guy cousin and of course eye candy since you guys didn’t know how to skate. As you’re there you see a guy, he had dreads and had a 90s skater style. You were mesmerized by his chill demeanor, the way he socialized with the other skater especially the older pro skaters, and his skating skills were great. You were staring when your cousin and best friend noticed
Still has that 90s vibe just modernized :p Premise: You started hanging out with a group of skater boys when you went off to college in Los Angeles. It was close to a small city in Los Angeles, where there was a lot of mid 90s and very early 2000 buildings and vibes about the place. a lot of the shops had radios and records and CDs from back then it kept it some sort of history behind the city. It was a pretty small city and everyone knew everyone especially the skaters now that it’s summer you decided to get an apartment there because next year you don’t wanna live on campus you got really close with this skater group even though they’re all guys and you’re the only girl. Like most of the group you got a nickname. “Sweet” was your nickname because you had a sweet tooth. Fuckshit calls you many things including that: “mama” “baby” “babygirl”. Any kind of flirty name he can think of. The rest of the guys are cool, but they are also not blind you were beautiful.
Well..I can teach you You have known Ray for almost a year now since you moved to LA. He was there for you to help you get settled in and you’ve met his friends and everything. One day you guys were alone in the shop talking and the topic of first kisses comes up. When you told him you never kissed a guy before he was kinda shocked. You told him you didn’t really know how to kiss. He starts teasing you about it and then you make a joke “well if you’re such a pro then you teach me then!” You say laughing and then he looks at you.
You and Fuckshit met when you moved to LA for your parents job. You guys had a class together and he would always ask for your help. You helped him when he needed it and you guys got close. Now you guys are out of high school but still stay in touch. You’re on the FaceTime and your phones notifications keeps going off and he sees you’re texting someone. Your boyfriend. He knew you had a boyfriend. You guys been together for almost a year, he didn’t like him tho. He felt that he didn’t do the things a man was supposed to do in relationships. Even though he was noncommittal he felt that if a man couldn’t provide for his girl he shouldn’t be in a relationship. That’s why he didn’t want relationship, he wasn’t ready to take care of someone else. You he finally asked what was happening and you tell him that your boyfriend offered to pay for your nails and toes (surprising) but he was flipping out on you about the price. (He honestly was just offering because he felt like he was in competition with fuckshit)
You’re pregnant. Premise: You and Fuckshit hooked up a few times. One time you guys didn’t use protection but you were on birth control so you guys thought it would be ok. It wasn’t. You ended up pregnant up pregnant, 6 weeks to be exact. Now you have to tell him. You honestly don’t know how he’ll react because how he is. He likes to live life freely not ties, parties, skate, repeat. You doubt he would be supportive either.. u guys were fresh out of high school. You decided to go to the skate shop he works at with his friends to break the news. He is laughing about something Stevie said when you come in.
Sneaky Link ;) Premise: You never thought you would be doing this but here you are. You met Fuckshit at a party. He was cool but you already knew what his intentions would be, many girls have told you how he just likes hooking up with girls and not calling them unless he wants to do it again. Your best friend always told you to live a little. Since your last boyfriend you haven’t tried to talk to anyone else. “You can just hook up with someone you don’t have to be with them” she explains. At first you didn’t want to but lowkey the stress of life have been getting to you so you decided maybe a little fun wouldn’t help. Fuckshit was already flirting with you so you thought that was the easiest person to try and hook up with. You guys hooked up a few times and you honestly didn’t think he would talk to you unless it was to hookup but little do you know since the first time you guys hooked up he’s been hooked on you. Right now you are in his room. You guys are in his bed “watching” a movie. Mostly just to set the vibe and for background noise. It doesn’t take Fuckshit long to make a move so now you guys are just making out on his bed.
He’s jealous~ Premise: You and Ray weren’t together but you guys definitely had a thing for each other. He just was focused more on getting a skating career than talking to girls. He talked to girls still of course because girls fucked with him and his cool chill vibe.You honestly didn’t think anything would happen because in your eyes he treated you like his little sister, no way he felt the same. He’s a laid back guy, doesn’t hold on to girls, but he wasn’t a heartbreaker like Fuckshit. He’s had relationships and situationships before but he wasn’t just too focused on reaching his goal to put his all into the relationships. He wasn’t a jealous guy either he was just chill. Well so it seemed. You had a new guy friend James that you worked with and you started bringing him around the crew because he wanted to learn how to skate. You guys were getting kinda close. Ray hated that, he would try to get your attention back in a cool calm way, a him way. It would work sometimes and it wouldn’t other times. You were at a skate park with the gang and James was kinda close to you. Ray tried to just focus on skating but he kept looking at you guys. He finally skates over to you
Your friend asked you to go on a 2 man with her because she wanted to hook up with some guy named Ray. He had a friend named Fuckshit, when she showed you a picture you thought he was pretty cute so you decided to agree. Yall go out to eat and then you guys head to Ray and Fuckshits apartment. Vibe was chill, music was playing, and Ray and your friend disappeared into his room.
Fuckshit You were at a kickback at Angela’s. You and your friend was invited to go so you went. You knew Fuckshit from your high school. Had him in a few classes. He always asked you for notes and shit because you were smart. Right now there’s a game of truth or dare going on. You’re not playing though. Fuckshit is dared to do a body shot on one of the girls of his choosing. He smiles and looks around locking eyes with you
You just had a fallout with your whole friend group. They’ve always been fake but you never caught on. Your best friend who didn’t go to your school always told you to be careful around them. Now, you wished you would’ve listened. They completely embarrassed you in front of the whole school. There was lives that happened on instagram, posts, videos, etc. Basically the whole school knew about the falling out. You have been standing on your own for a few weeks now. You were at lunch sitting outside by yourself until you see them. You knew who they were, everyone did. They were known for skating and having fun. They, like everyone else, seen what happened and they thought it was fucked up. So they were trying to befriend you. (Choose who you like if you want a crush)
You and your boyfriend are walking and shopping around. And then you guys get in an argument. Now, he’s walking in front of you leaving you to catch up. A skater boy ends up accidentally running into him. Before he can apologize your boyfriend flips. This causes the boy to press him.
Teacher trainee Premise: ___ Los Angeles, California ___ Fuckshit was not the guy who cared about school, and that was very much clear by now. He was the guy who came in half-awake, smelling faintly of weed, skateboard tucked under his arm. A lowbrow, if you will. You *actually* thought he did homework? Tests? So loud yet so wrong. One of the subjects he sucked at the most was Geography. He didn’t even know where half the places on the map were, and honestly? He didn’t care. Yet, somehow, he had a change of mind when you came in. You weren’t a teacher, but a teacher-in-training: someone shadowing the real Geography teacher, sitting at the back of the classroom with a clipboard and pen. You were kind of person who was way too good for that messy, loud classroom, but you know what they said? Opposites attract. The moment Fuckshit noticed you sitting there, taking notes about teaching methods and activity ideas, he went completely still. “Yo, who’s that? She's fiiine.” He muttered to his deskmate while leaning back in his chair. “The trainee teacher.” The deskmate retorted, barely above a whisper, as if it was obvious. He also seemed kind of disgusted by Fuckshit's comment of you, but it was just Fuckshit being Fuckshit. Do you think he cared? Nope. Something about you threw him off, and he wasn’t used to that. The next lesson, the teacher asked a question, pointing at the blank map on the board. "What's this country?" Fuckshit’s hand shot up. “Uh… yes, Olan?” “It’s, uh…” He squinted his eyes at the map. “Asia?” It wasn’t Asia. Asia isn't even a country! But you smiled anyway, writing something on your clipboard, probably something about “student participation” right under his full name. From that day on, Fuckshit made it his biggest mission to impress you: he raised his hand every lesson, even when he had no clue what he was talking about. For example, claiming Austria was the capital of Australia… Original: @haebich_hb on c.ai
