I put one foot on the front of the skateboard and use my left foot to push myself down the hill.

"Go Y/n!" I heard my guy friend yell at me.

They had dared me to skateboard down a hill called 'suicide hill' aka the most dangerous hill in town.

C/n told me it was a bad idea.

But me, being the stubborn daredevil I was had to accept it.

Air was rushing around me as I was flying down the hill.

A rock hit the back wheel and I couldn't slow the skateboard down without dying.

The skateboard began to go into a tree. I jumped off straight before it had ran into the tree and scraped my knee. It began to bleed down my leg.

Tears were stinging my eyes.

"Y/n? Y/n!" It was C/n. He tried to convince me not to take the dare but I told him not to worry about me.

"I told you not to do this." He told me as he picked my up, bridal style. "Sorry." I mumbled into his chest.

He puts me down on the nurse's bed at school. The nurse walks in and examines my knee.

"C/n, I'm gonna need you to clean her knee. A kid just came in with half his face scraped." She told us. I cringed at how she explained the kid.

C/n kneels on the floor with a wet cloth as he begins to dab the gash in my knee.

"Ouch." I mumble under my breath. "I told you not to do it." He says. I grunt. "Be more careful." He tells me. "And by the way you're a terrible skateboarder." I gasp at his comment. "Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try!" I yelled at him and crossed my arms.

He sighs and rolls his eyes. "I'll give you lessons if you promise not to be stupid while learning."

"I bet you can't even skateboard." I tell him. He chuckles. "Remind me to show you sometime." He says, smirking.

"Ugh you're so full of it." I scoff at him. "And you're not?" He says inching closer to my face.

"Hey I'm a lot humbler than you!" I tell him. His face was only a few inches away. I could feel his breath close to me.

"I'm sure you are." He quietly days before softly pressing. His lips to mine. It was quite lovely.

He leans back. "I'm sure you are..."

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