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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 18:27:29 GMT -5
He shrugged and nodded, running down to get the board and putting it down on the ground. He pointed to the one end to show her.
[This is the tail, this is the front.]
He flipped the board over and showed her the wheels, which he figured she would know.
[The thing that holds the wheels up are the trucks. When you lean forward theres a rubber piece on it which lets the wheels adjust to your weight.]
He flipped it over and pushed down on the tail, letting room for her foot.
[Put your foot here and I'll get off. Then put your other foot on the middle by the screws and push downto get the board level, but hold onto me so you dont fall. Falling like that sucks.]
He said and held out his arms for her to brace herself on.
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 18:35:16 GMT -5
I nodded seriously, actually paying attention. I put my hands on his arms and got on, feeling his laughter at my obvious awkwardness. I glared at him. Shut up. I can't be good at everything. I moved my foot to the middle and cautiously let go of him. I froze. I was terrified of falling--I wasn't really supposed to be on a skateboard at all, according to my doctor. But Kaleb didn't need to know that.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 21:17:22 GMT -5
He kept a hand on her shoulder and laughed a bit. It was funny but he was just as awkward when he started.
[OKay. Now what your going to want to do is take your dominant foot and put it on the ground, your other foot should be on the board pointed forwards. Take your other foot and push, push, then pull it back up onto the board and turn both your feet on the board towards your right so their parallel over the screws pointing off the board, but still balanced on. Bend your knees and dont lean forward unless your turning.]
He said, and held out his arms again, his eyebrows up to see if she still needed help. Probably the worst of his falls were aquired by trying to do what she was doing. The reason for that was because he didn't have the right shoes on and he couldn't turn his left foot on the grip tape to point out. Resulting in a broken ankle and a fractured wrist from not being able to get his foot off in time to catch himself right.
[If you feel like your falling, DONT throw your arms back to catch you. If you fall and all your weight gets transferred to your arms, they'll shatter like that.]
He snapped his fingers, being really serious. Skateboarding was probably the one sport thats really took a toll on his bones, partially from falling the exact way he just explained, which snapped both of his wrists and broke his right arm, shards of bone stuck in his muscle. He turned his arm over to show her the scars that lined the side of his wrist, up to his elbow on the right, and the top of his wrist, from bone to bone.
[Throw your arms up and fall on your ass if your going backwards, fall on your knees if your falling forwards, your hips if your falling to the side. It doesnt feel good any way.]
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 21:26:30 GMT -5
I nodded, doing as he said. My left foot on the ground, the other planted...I had surfed before, I think I could do this. I pushed off, going, going, going....
I hadn't fallen yet, although I could feel myself wobbling here and there.
I had this intuition for knowing when I was going to fall, about five or six seconds before I actually lost my balance, probably from falling so much. Oh shit, I muttered. And then I fell.
I remembered what Kaleb said, and since I was going backwards I made sure I didn't land on my arms. But, I was a runner. Which meant I had no ass to land on. So I just rolled back and hit my head so hard on the pavements I saw stars.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 21:38:40 GMT -5
Kaleb gasped and ran over to her. She only went about 5 feet, but he was still worried about her. He kneeled down by her and held out his hand to help her up. His brows were raised in concern, his eyes worried. He laughed a little, knowing she would be okay, but he was still really worried about her.
[No more skateboarding today. Let's go upstairs and chill and watch tv or something. If you still want to learn I'll try to find my pads or something. Not today though. Your already fucked up to begin with. I don't need to aid in your head trauma.]
He laughed and ruffled her hair a bit and began walking up the stairs.
[You need help? Ill carry you if your dizzy or whatever. Last thing I need is you falling down the stairs.]
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 21:50:02 GMT -5
I gave him a very brittle, forced smile. Give me one second, I said. This thing hurt like hell. A string of English curses mingled in with Japanese ones flew out of my mouth. I grimaced at Kaleb. All done, I said and he chuckled.
I shook my head violently when he offered to carry me--had he noticed I hated being touched?--and then swore as my head throbbed horribly. No, I'm fine, I can walk, the words burned coming out of my mouth. I saw stars again, and I fell. I couldn't even bring myself to catch myself or something, I just landed flat on my back again. I sat up slowly. I might need to be carried, I grumbled, shoving down memories of the rape I'd never told anyone about, the reason I hated being touched.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 22:05:07 GMT -5
He nodded, helping her up again and bent down, grasping her around her knees and stomach, letting her put her arm around his shoulder as he walked up the stairs and into the living room. He set her down on the black suede sofa in the living room and got her a blanket and pillow. He walked into the kitchen and got her an ice pack and put a small towel around it so it didn't freeze her head. He brought it back into the living room and handed it to her, going back for an asprin and a glass of water.
[Try falling like that with nobody around.]
He said and sat at the end of the huge sofa and watched her.
[You need to take the asprin and rest, or you'll feel like shit for the next week.]
He liked taking care of her. He never had any brothers or sisters he got to watch over and he felt as though if he had, they would have been very well taken care of. He just had to take care of himself because his parents were pretty incapable of feeling anything.
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 22:08:59 GMT -5
As soon as he touched me my entire body started trembling and then I stiffened as he helped me. I was silent, with big scared eyes unintentionally staring at him. He gave me the aspirin and joked but I couldn't bring myself to smile.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 22:40:23 GMT -5
He looked at her, a little more worried about her trembling than her head. After he laid her down he got pretty serious.
[Why were you shaking when I picked you up? I don't understand. You got tense when I grabbed you at the lake and you were like...freaking out when I picked you up. Is there something I don't know? Am I hurting you or something?]
He asked, really concerned about her. He was trying to figure her out, one day at a time.
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 22:47:30 GMT -5
I tried to keep my lip from trembling. I hated crying. But tears spilled over my eyes anyways. I wiped them away angrily. I'm sorry, I sniffled, but at least I wasn't sobbing. You don't...hurt me or anything, it's not your fault. At all, I swear. If anything you've made it better. The tears had stopped, thank God. Gently, he reached out to touch my hand. I flinched, and looked up at him apologetically. I just...don't like to be touched by guys. Like, in the caring way, because-- I stopped suddenly, like my throat had closed up. It did feel like I couldn't breathe.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 23:02:02 GMT -5
Kaleb looked completely sympathetic to her and when he reached over to touch her hand she pulled back and so did he. He smirked and nodded, sitting back a little.
[If you want to talk about it you may. If not, then whatever.]
He could tell by the way she was acting that she was having a hard time breathing. Probably a headache too. He felt that way before. When they tried to make him talk about his younger brother and he couldn't. He pursed his lips into a straight line, leaning back in the seat.
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Post by elizabeth on Mar 20, 2008 23:06:25 GMT -5
Kristen opened the door to the shop, the bell on the door ringing and closing sending air whooshing behind her, causing her hair to blow into her face. She walked over to the front desk, waiting for someone to help her out.
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 23:08:25 GMT -5
I shuddered and took a deep breath and pushed it all out. There was this guy, at my old school, last year that I had this schoolgirl crush on, you know? Well we had just wrapped up soccer and we had made it to the semifinals and I was the only freshman on the varsity team. He was a senior. And at this party he threw he got me on my own and he--I know I'm a total whore but I didn't want him to, I swear--and he raped me. And I told him no, I did!, and I tried to fight him off and I wasn't strong enough and it hurt so bad and his girlfriend walked in on us. She thought I seduced him, and she was actually a really good friend of mine, and she believed him over me! And I swear I wasn't asking for it even though that's what they said-- By this point, my words weren't even really recognizable anymore, they were lost in the cascade of tears that fell down my cheeks as I started to really sob.
I needed a hug but I was afraid to ask for one...what if he thought I wanted it too?
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Post by Dakota on Mar 20, 2008 23:21:00 GMT -5
Kaleb just sat there, listening. His eyes surveyed her. He sighed when she was done and really did want to go over to give her a hug, but he didn't know what to do. So he just went over and hugged her, holding her against him. He laid his head on hers and wiped her tears away with a tissue. He nodded a bit, waiting until she cooled down before responding to her.
He kissed the top of her head like his brother used to do to him.
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 20, 2008 23:25:43 GMT -5
I nodded into his shoulder. It was warm and solid and everything I missed about Jeremy being off at college. It was nice, to let him hold me for a second, even if it took me a second to relax in his arms.
When he started talking about Max I stiffened again. Actually...I'm kind of more involved with that guy I went out with now...so I don't know what I'm going to do about that.
But thanks. A lot. For everything. It really means a lot to me.
I had such a headache from hell. I rested my head on his shoulder and actually felt myself start to drift off.
I was done fighting sleep today. I couldn't think of a better place to drift off anyways, in Kaleb's arms, where I was nice and safe and sound and warm.
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Post by Dakota on Mar 22, 2008 0:45:41 GMT -5
He shrugged and leaned his head back onto the sofa.
[I'm sure Max would understand. And your welcome. Like I said before, your like my little sister and I'll be here to watch out for you. I'm only a phone call away.]
He realized she was nodding off so he shut up and decided to follow her example. He fell asleep soon after, exhausted from the days events.
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Post by bree fisher on Mar 22, 2008 10:11:07 GMT -5
hmm...i say END
wanna start a new one?
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