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Asher smiled. She used to skate, now she both inlines and BMX's, and she didn't focus everything on bringing the 'right clothes?' Wow. She was awesome.
"Man, sorry you had to drop out. Sounds like you were really into it." He suddenly remembered something from his childhood. "And actually, I have been in a comp before." He smiled even larger. "When I was seven. I joined the amateur group of the local competition. And to my dismay, I found myself looking at a bunch of ten and twelve year olds. Scared the crap outta me, so i quit. And now, a few years later, I'm shredding it with DC. Funny how life goes huh?" Asher walked passed Denver to the window that she had been looking out. And noticed the ocean spill onto the beach. He loved the ocean, something about it always called to him. The way you never knew what the tide brought with it. Kinda like skating. You never knew what the next trick might bring. Maybe you'd land it and everyone would cheer, or maybe you'd land wrong and break a bone. You never knew. It was the risk that made it so fun. Asher noticed he had sort of zoned out.
"Sorry." He felt like a bit of an idiot. "And yeah, I know a few malls. . . . Not that I am always there or something. 'Cause that, would be weird." He gave a sort of fake nervousness with his last few words. Trying to get her to laugh a little. He loved making people laugh, always lightened up the mood a little.