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It was Saturday night. The usual crowd was hanging out at Tony’s house. The warm night air was filled with heavy music, the slapping of skateboards on the ramp, and the happy chatter of youthful voices. I cut my way through the crowded pool room. As I passed thr ....

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.... he had a different one, without fail. I watched as Andrew skillfully skated the mini-ramp. He rode with a smooth style. I watched his arms, spread out, as he balanced. I followed with my eye the cigarette in his right hand as it glowed, spearing through the night. I ran up the ramp and crouched down next to Matt, Eddie, Gavin and Jared. They all yelled my name as Matt tackled me to the floor of the platform. I tripped Matt over and rolled across next to Eddie. I grabbed his bottle of Tequila and took a swig, the salty liquid burnt down my throat, and the warmth cradled my body. I grabbed a skateboard off Jared and pumped my way up the transition ....