>> unclean

[>> kitty]

The boy, stocky, of seventeen or so, crouched at the edge of a vacant skate bowl, converse poked out the ends of black skinny jeans, striped tee flashy in the dull surrounds, rain pouring all around. He raised his heads to his mouth, flicking his thumb a couple times, he had a light. Satisfied, Pat crammed the lighter in his back pocket and stood, long slender white rod poking through his pale pink lips, dark eyes narrowed as he gazed through the rain, kicking up the skateboard beside him, he laid it at the edge of the bowl, stood upon it, and leaned forward. Patrick flew down the side, and up the other, quickly flipping his ankles to spin the board below him, keeping his toes anchored, he came back to earth, but missed, and skidded down the cement wall, elbows leaving streaks of blood along it, but quickly washed away. "Damn," He cursed softly, the cigarette tumbling onto the dirty ground. "Damn!" He cursed again , wincing as he stood, reaching around for another cigarette and his lighter, getting himself another, he wiped his elbows on his pants, realizing his shirt was torn, he cussed a couple more times and trotted over to pick up his board, sighing.

[xx lillian]

She was riding a bike, looking stupid in the rain, but she didn't care. "Hey Pat!" she called, braking too fast and leaving a skid mark. She cringed as she saw him smoking. She hated smokers, but Pat was a horrible exception. He was a friend. She threw her old bike down, walking towards him. "Do you have to smoke around me?" she said, scowling at him.

[>> kitty]

Pat sed a gloved hand, two fingers, to pluck the cigarette from his lips, running the other hand through his wet shaggy mop. His elbows and the small of his back, also skinned up, were still gushing, leaving Patrick a bloody mess. "Liena," He drawled, climbing out of the bowl and striding toward her. "I wasn't smoking around you. You just happened to walk up while I was smoking, and I don't plan on putting it out for you, sorry Doll." He smirked and socked her shoulder, kicking up his skateboard, he retreated back to the edge of the bowl, slipping down and up once more to attempt his triple flip, but, once more, ended up landing on the rather hard cement with a nasty thud, dragging himself up with a few curses.

[xx lillian]

Liena rolled her eyes. "You're going to kill yourself." she said, and she wasn't kidding. She stood around there with her hands on her hips for a few minutes. She yawned. "Yeah, don't give me a turn." she teased.

OOC: Sorry for sucky post, I gtg to school.

[>> kitty]

"I know," Pat replied sullenly, rubbing his slightly mashed nose with a finger, itching the end of it. "But at least I'm not a pot head. Hell, I'm still a virgin. That is something you should be proud of me for, girl." He grinned arrogently and crawled out of the bowl, glaring. "It's a big bowl, Liena." He muttered, looking around. "You got any gauze or bandage or crap like that?" He asked, thankful for the cleansing rain, for it felt like now every part of him had been scraped up, and it was difficult for him just to stand. "Oh god." He whispered, just finally relizing how lucky he was not to have his face ripped off. "That is some f.. hard concrete." He cursed, wiping his face on his arm to realize his left cheek was gushing too, blood streaming down him everywhere, staining his clothes and the ground around him.

[xx harMOny]

Violet sighed, as it started pouring, she only had a purple tank top on to protect her from the massive downpour. "Crap.. She muttered, casting a dark glare down at her drenched shirt. She checked her bag, hoping that there would be a hoodie or something, and to her luck, there was a grey Urban Outfitters hoodie. 'Vi' slipped it on and headed to the skate park. She always had good inspiration there for writing songs or singing them. Violet was glad school was over for today, and hoped she wouldn't have to think about it. Oh, her hopes would be ruined. Liena was there, along with Pat, who looked quite bashed up. Violet didn't really associate with the two much, she really wasn't that social at all. "Hey. Vi grinned, and pushed her wet hair out of her face. "Pat, what are you doing?" She asked sarcastically.

[>> kitty]

Pat, crouched over his small knapsack, his bleached mop hanging in his eyes, inclined his head to find Violet from school dawdling there, and smiled sullenly. "I am mad as hell." He told her softly, for the second time in the half hour, his light fell from his lips and onto the ground,"F...!" He cursed, shuffling urgently now that he felt dizzy. "I'm gonna f.. pass out!" He announced, finally tearing off his shirt and tearing it up, wrapping it around his elbows, now shivering. "Goddamn! This day is just lovely!" Pat sighed, kicking up his board and trotting back to the bowl, determination hardening his face, he'd have to get it this time. It was just such a fabulous idea, skateboarding without even a shirt. Scooting forward, he slipping down the side, crouching down when he approached the other side, leaping when he felt nothing beneath his board, flicking his ankle, the board flipped, once twice, three times, down, down down. Manuevering his ankle once more, he leveled his feet and kept his knees loose, the ground jolted under him. Riding faster, he attempted it on the other side, and made it, once at the bottom of the bowl, he leaned forward and made a surprisingly large bunny hop, and raced up the other end of the skate bowl, leaping up and grabbing to board, letting go, he twisted around and landed that as well, slowing down, she leaned forward once more and rolled up the ramp near Vi and Liena, winking. "Made it." He grinned.

[xx harMOny]

Vi watched as Pat attempted it again, this time getting it right. Her eyebrows raised in surprise, "Nice Pat." She reached her hand out for a high five and started at him figuring things out in her mind. Poor Pat, he had a hard family life, school was pretty much his refuge and even there it wasn't really a bed of roses. Violet felt sympathy for the poor guy, it seemed the two would get along fairly. "So, why exactly are you two here on this rainy day? Vi questioned with a slight giggle. She curled a tussel of her red her in her index finger and let it fall again. Blood washed up onto her toes, she was wearing flip-flops. "You need a Band-Aid? Vi asked Pat, not really thinking just a Band-Aid would help much.

[flirtyoutcast]

"What up guys?" Arvella called as she approached Pat, Vi, and Liena. "Hey, Pat, you got any smokes? I'm stressed as hell right now." School, on top of her boyfriend dumping her, and this weather was really wearing on her nerves. Getting a good look at the blood all around, and on Pat she had to ask "Did you get beat up or something Pat?" She laughed, still waiting for a cigarette.

[xx lillian]

Liena shrugged, ignoring Violet's idiotic giggle. "I was riding my bike, and since I live close, I stopped to see who was here." she said, nodding her head towards her beat up bike. She couldn't afford a new one, and she knew hers looked like crap. If she says anything about it... I'll tear that pretty little face of her's off. she decided in her mind. She coughed, the rain suddenly colder than it had been. "I better get home." she said, looking up at the darkening clouds. "I have to get ready for the first day of school tomrrow anyway." Tomorrow was Monday, and she HATED Monday. "See ya." she said to no one in particular, and went to her bike, racing the clouds home.