The Motto
Jun 29, 2013 16:24:31 GMT
Post by Evan Daniels on Jun 29, 2013 16:24:31 GMT
Evan walked over towards the backyard. He was glad to be home, at Xavier's Institute, it was a second home to him, and to be back after summer brake, giving him great satisfaction. Seeing all his old friends, being peaceful, and again, being back at the institute, meaning he had gone back to the skate park he and some other students there had created. It was where he did some of his youtube videos. He had gotten enough money for the supplies, and had gotten help building it, from the money he earned from youtube videos, and from his sponsors. Youtube gave him at least one hundred dollars a week, and the sponsors he had, counting them all up, he reached five hundred a week from them. So together, a six hundred per week, so yeah, he had enough money for lots of things, and he was enjoying every second of it. He dropped his third choice skateboard on the ramp. He had at least five different skateboards, and his number one was Marisol. But Marisol was only to be used for competitions, and for whenever she was actually needed, if anyone ever broke it, he'd die from pain. He dropped the skateboard, and started going through the mini park they had built. It was nothing that special, it didn't have any bowls, but it had a few ramps.
He was enjoying the summer weather that was still there, he might as well enjoy it before classes started up again, which he dreaded. He was a smart kid, he was just lazy, and even though he knew it was bad to skip classes, or not study, he still did it anyway, which he didn't wanna keep doing. Not only because the professor would kill him, but because it was ruining his future. Of course, he could drop everything and become a pro skateboarder, but wanted to do more in life. He wasn't Tony Hawk, he didn't wanna keep skateboarding till he was in his forties. Yeah, it was fun for now, but at some point he needed to do something else. He really liked Basketball, maybe he could do something for that. Evan's thoughts where interrupted when, he felt himself going into the air with the board, and doing a 360 spin, but his thoughts had messed him up, and he fell on his knees, sliding down the ramp. "Shit." He complained, feeling his knees burned.