“Don’t say that,” she said, “It’s not true.” I looked at her and felt as if I was standing on the edge of a cliff, with nothing but the wind in front of me. “At least he introduced me to skating,” I laughed, “And you.”
Step six: With your knowledge of how to fall safely, balancing on your board, and going down hills you are ready to practice and improve at a local skatepark. Find a friend that can teach you some basic tricks when you feel ready, or watch a skater with more experience. Remember that everyone falls often and the key to learning is not being afraid to try new things. Take the leap of faith. I crumpled my chalupa wrapper and threw it into the bag. Georgia and I were sitting in the parking lot of Taco Bell. A few times a summer the ruthless heat is broken up by a desert monsoon. It was dusk and the clouds were gathering above us; a storm was building. Georgia was skipping through the music, her nails were short and bitten down, so she could press down the strings on her guitar. “I wanted to ask you something,” she looked at me, then at her hands. A few scattered drops of rain started to hit my windshield. “I really love being friends with you, but I have been feeling like maybe I like you more than that, I don’t know if you feel the same way-” I was back on the cliff again, but this time I dove forward, into the wind. I leaned into her and kissed her; she put her hand on my neck. The sky graciously opened up and rain started pouring down. It beat down on the windshield and brought reprieve to everything fortunate enough to lay under it. I love the rain.
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