Bump and Grind

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With shock it binds ye
Sparklin\' fangs; story\'s short
Fesh thykc es rempt ia
Tgujclem\' vumdt; tsyji\'t thyjs

I want you so bad
I can\'t tell right from wrong
E fums iyo ty rup
E kum\'s sall jedhs vjyn fjymd

You\'ve pierced my heart
Ripped my soul, I love you
Iyo\'ba geajkap ni haujs
Jeggap ni tyol, E lyba iyo

But everything has an end
And now, yours is here.
Ros abajishemd hut um amp
Ump myf, iyojt et haja.

Words flew from her mouth, an ancient language she had all but forgotten. Board kicked up as she finished the last 540 of her ‘gig’, she had her own music to go with her thrashing of the others. The ‘Whirlwind’, as they called her, let her black hair spill over her shoulders as she finished her routine, looking out to the crowd for one face, and she didn’t find it. She let the board down, and did an ollie into the half pipe and skated into the crowd, they all moved away, her ‘fans’ had special seating, and they knew not to bother her when she was looking for someone.
Eyes went to five boards, slamming on the ground in unison–it was the Gravel Team; or as Catherine had named them ‘ the grovel team ’. One of them skidded right to her side, their leader, and her ex-boyfriend, “ Lookie who it is, Ms. Whirlwind herself. ” The rest of them started laughing up a storm, “ Where’s Jason at? I wanna beat that punk, once and for all, Your mine–Junas. ” Catherine glared at him, kicked her board up and swung it in his face, “ And your trash, Travis. ” Catherine held her board and walked off, leaving the other four boys helping Travis to his feet–they knew that he couldn’t skate for at least two weeks, and that meant they would be out of the running.

And coincidentally, it was two weeks until she saw Jason again, and that pissed her off even more–she told him he was off the team for disappearing like that. “ Catherine, what’s wrong? ” She glared at him, waxing her board. “ Jason, I love you,.. But, this isn’t right, I let you sleep with whoever, and you still don’t board. It’s like.. I get nothing. ” He blinked at her, trying to figure out what she meant, “ Catherine, what is up with you? I board, just.. Not with you; You don’t love me, you never have, and we’re through. ” She stood up and pushed him, it would leave bruises on his arms, “ Then get the fuck out of my house, and don’t even think about taking my car. I’ll kick your ass, I’ve done it before. ” She heard the keys fall on the floor as he slammed the door, she cursed, and fell down, whimpering, but after a couple minutes she got back up, picked the keys up, her board up, and made her way out of her house; she had got it when her parent’s had croaked.
Travis found it hard to not think about her, she beat in his nose–and he still loved her. He heard a knock on his hospital room door, and to his surprise, it was Catherine–his little whirlwind; he had named her that. “ Catherine? Why are you here? ” She tossed her board on his legs, and it hurt, he moaned, “ You always did like it rough. ” She commented, before walking over to him, “ Get your ass out of that bed, your coming somewhere with me. ” He coughed, and tore the Iv’s and other things away from him, but he grabbed her hand, and pulled her toward him once he was off the bed, “ I knew that little puppy dog of yours wasn’t good enough for you.. ” He moved his eyes to her lips and before he knew it, she had him in a choke hold, “ Travis, no one’s good enough for me, not even you. ” She let go of him, and then grabbed her board, which had a fierce hurricane scene on the slick of it.
They drove back to her house, all the while sitting in silence. Travis was the one to break the ice, “ So, care to tell me what happened, Kitten? ” She swerved into her driveway, and then got out of the car. “ He said I didn’t love him, and told me he boarded with someone else, do you understand that? He’s got some chick he’s training! ” Travis could barely stop from laughing when he heard her. “ Kitten, darling, He’s been running with Kyle for over three months now–he’s gay, that’s why your, mine. He auctioned you off like a used car..” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing so she slapped him, and went into her house, coming back out with her custom made board that she had made for him, when they had still been together, it’s graphic’s said ‘ rule the world, or be ruled by it ’, which defined Travis, in so many ways. She pushed the board toward him, but he just let it drop down, and he walked toward her, letting his free hand; the other was in a cast from where he had fallen down a couple days before hand; move up her cheek before he kissed her, his lips pushing delicately against her own. She murmured, letting her tongue trace along his lips like old times before she pulled back, “ I’m not your girl, I’m just rehabilitating you, your team’s down in the ranks because of me, and I’m not going to share my prize money with you because I lost your second place finish. And, I’m off limits–you psycho. ” She let her board drop and took her way to the backyard where she had a high tech professional association of workers make her own skate-park.
Travis took a minute to look at the park, he had seen it before, but she had made adjustments to it. “ It looks as good as your ass does, Kitten. ” She looked back to him, “ And it rides as slicker than you. ” She perked up after that, sliding onto a ledge, and grinding the whole way down, “ Lets take it from there, think you can do something as simple as that, Kaley? ” She knew he hated it when she called him that, and she blinked when he went to the vert ramp, pulling three 540\'s off in a row. “ I think I can do much more than just your little bump n’ grind, Kitten. ”


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