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"Man, you really suck balls!" The music from the television soared through the kitchen.
"Lower the volume down" My stepmother hissed from her bedroom. I rushed to the living room, grabbed the remote control, and lowered the volume. I have been living with my dad since I was 10 years old. My parents are divorced; my mother lived her life as a slut. My Father took me in and he raised me half the time. Miriam, my stepmother has also been help raising me.

I sat on the couch; I opened the drawer and spotted my mother in a dusty picture. I gently picked it out of the drawer the blowing dust out. My mother had long red hair, crystal chestnut eyes, a thin face, bronzed skin, and a small body. I remembered when I was 8 years old, short red hair, gray eyes and a snotty nose. Mom and dad used to push me on the baby swings, higher and higher I went up in the air. Sometimes I would catch them Dad kissing mom's neck up to her lips; I would giggle when they did that.
The day my life came to an end was when I had just turned 10, Dad had spotted mom and another guy in bed, when I had seen that I broke down.
"Daddy what is mommy doing?" I asked rubbing my eyes, my hands into little fist.
"Jeff, mommy is not feeling well" My dad would inform me.

I never understood what was going on until my dad explained when I was 13.
"Jeff you are going to live with me okay?" he asked me
"Why? Why can't I live with mommy"
"Because she is not feeling really good, she loves you so do I, but she wants you to live with me okay" He said looking at the road.
"Will I ever see mommy again" I asked, confused.
Silenced filled the car, I knew that meant a maybe, but I loved my mom so much more than anything. So when I hit 14 I learned about my mom and how she was doing.
"Mom she's on drugs" He cleared his throat "She is working as a prostitute, she says she loves you. I called her she says she loves you so much."
"Does she love you to Dad?" I asked, cutting him off.
He breathed out" Yes, Jeff she loves me and I love her but we just can't keep doing this"

To that day I haven't laid my eyes on my mother.
"You okay?" My dad's voice broke into my thoughts
"Yeah I'm okay, why do you ask" I mused.
"You're thinking about your mother aren't you?" He predicted.
"Yes, I just can't stop thinking about her" I admitted looking down folding my hands together. My dad took a seat next to me on the couch. I looked like a sharp figure of my dad, tan skin, gray eyes; long red hair that crawled past from my ears and my eyes, my dad had brown hair. Dad and I were tall like trees, I was about 6'1 and he was about 6'9.
"Well that's okay, Jeff"

"I need some air" I alerted grabbing my green skateboard. The weather outside was good; a large yellow orange sun peeked out everywhere. I threw down my skateboard, rolled it on the ground and jumped on. The sound of the skateboard crushing into the ground filled my ears; I pushed my skateboard's speed with my left leg.
I Jumped up in the air, kicking my right leg in the air, while my skateboard flipped 1...2...3...4... Times. I landed on my skateboard roughly making a crushing sound; a girl's eyes landed on my skateboard. She began to whisper to her friends, I decided to ignore them so I continued skateboarding.

I Jumped on top of a steel bar that leaded down the hill; I slid on top of it flipping my skateboard in the air. I rolled on top of the bars letting my skateboard fall on the floor, A feeling came over me that I was going to fall, but I did I landed on my skateboard.
"Cool" I whispered breathing heavily to myself.
"Hey, if it isn't Mr. Skater" A voice came from behind me. I jerked my head back, I discovered it was Caz. Caz was my best friend, she was my best friend since we were kids she helped me in my time of need (About my mother). Caz had jet black hair that was combed neatly down to her lower back, blue eyes that made you feel good about yourself, a mind that was always busy, lips that were meant to be heard, a figure between an average person and a supermodel.

"Hey Caz, what's up?" I asked brushing away some dirt on my shirt.
"Those girls are checking you out, man. Do you even notice?" She asked her skateboard peeking between her arms.
"Yeah" I nodded
"Nothing, forget it." She ended.
Her cell phone began to ring causing the birds to fly away, she answered it.
"Oh, hey mom" She greeted. Silence.
"Sure" Silence

"Bye, love you to" She answered. Sometimes I felt jealous of other kids because they had their mothers and fathers living together with them.
"I have to go soon, are you going to the party tonight?" She asked her hair covering her right eye. She gently shoved a strand of black hair resting it on her ear.
"Tonight. OK yeah I'm going. I'll see you their "I told her
"Cool" She headed away riding on her skateboard. One of the girls walked up to me, she approached me nervously.

"Hello, I noticed you from a far distance and strangely I'm attracted to you. I don't know why but, I am" She admitted twirling her hair. She started to scribble something on a piece of paper she fishing out of her purple purse. I had to admit she was actually cute, she had curly brown hair that rested on her shoulders, brown eyes and a pretty face. Her body was pretty natural; I would guess that she was about a C-cup. I'm not usually into looking at girls' chest but hers were not that hard to notice under her crop top.

I stood their quietly accepting her phone number.
"Especially that girl over there, you know the one with their dark red hair. She was too shy to say anything but she told me to tell you" She informed me pointing to the girl.
I could have sworn that my tongue started hanging out of my mouth, she reminded me of my mother. Long red hair ( except my mother cut her hair) gray eyes, Pierced ears one on top of her ear and on her earlobe, Dark tan skin, and a curvy small figure, also tall.
"Beauty, "She remarked
"Yes she is" I answered gazing at her. Her friends started to giggle; she turned her head to me. I cut my gaze off her, I felt a tingle inside.
"Are you going to that party tonight everyone is going" she continued" You know, the one at crook avenue"
"Sure I'm going"
"Good"
"Well I have to go, so see you tonight" I shrugged, riding all the way home.
I felt happy inside, that girl reminded me of my lost mother inside of me.
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This is only the first part.