The Sky's the Limit

Lydia has always been her own person, and a lot of people like her for that, she's worked her way up in social status without changing anything about her, and now she's got it all. It's nice to be idolized, but Lydia doesn't feel that people really understand her like they should, that is, until Skylar Cade. Skylar's the new boy in town, but he's different, an outcast as some might say. He's a skater boy, a tough guy with an empty heart, he isn't understood, and never wants to be, until Lydia comes long. In this story, anything is possible because the Sky truly is the limit.


4. Foes and Friends

Skylar's POV

I left math class as soon as the bell rang, not looking back at all as I raced to find my next class quickly to ensure that I would be on time, not wanting to make too bad of an impression on my first day. I saw that my next class was art and it was on the third floor, so I went to the stairs and ran up them, keeping my head down, but when I got to the top I walked into something and fell to the ground.

I gathered up my things while listening to the chorus of laughter going on above me, then stood, facing the jerks I had met earlier.

"Watch where your going, punk." said the leader, whose name I had yet to learn.

"Just stay out of my way." I mumbled, trying to walk past him, but he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back to face him and his friends.

"You think you can act all tough and talk back, huh? I think we should teach you a bit of a lesson. What do you think boys?" I looked around the circle of dudes surrounding me and saw all of their snickering faces nodding in agreement as they started to slowly creep toward me.

Me always being the one to overreact in times like these, I dropped my books to the floor and punched the nearest guy in the face, who turned out to be the leader. he stepped back a bit, and all the others stopped advancing towards me, watching as he walked right up to my face, rubbing his jaw with his hand where I had hit him.

"You're gonna pay for that, kid!" he shouted as he lunged toward me, knocking me on the ground.

He started to punch me in the face and chest and I fought back, us rolling around on the ground at the top of the stairs, now drawing a crowd that was surrounding us and cheering for the fight to go on. I got a few more good punches to his face, but he was beating me up pretty badly. I kept going though, we both did until that voice called out.

"Oh my god! Stop it, what are you doing! Jordan, get off of him!" the guy stopped and looked to the sound of the voice where I saw the familiar face of Lydia force her way through the crowd. All went silent as she came over to where we were, both frozen in mid throw of punching each other.

"Jordan, get off of him!" she shouted.

The guy, who I now know as Jordan, got off of me and stood up, walking over to Lydia with a smile on his face.

"Hey, babe, no need to worry, just showing the new kid the ropes. Relax." he wrapped his arms around her waist, but she shoved him away.

"Get away from me." she said, then ran over and knelt by my side, wiping off the blood from my split lip with her thumb.

"Oh, so your gonna side with the punk instead of your own boyfriend, nice Lyd, real nice." he commented rudely.

She whipped her head around and looked at him, then got off of the ground and strutted right up to him, prodding her finger at his chest while she shouted.

"I knew you could be a jerk sometimes, and usually I'd just let it slide, but this," she gestured to me still lying on the ground," this is too far! Were done Jordan, it's over." With that she left him and walked back over to me and kneeling down by my side again, but not before she shouted at the rest of the crowd.

"Leave. Go to class and just leave." and without hesitation the whole group dispersed.

She erased the stern look on her face and replaced it with a soft look of concern as she examined my injuries.

"Thank you." I said weakly as she helped me up to a sitting position.

"No problem." she muttered, looking down at the ground.

"You didn't have to do that you know." I commented.

She looked up at me, with a firm expression.

"No, no, I did. He's was my asshole of a boyfriend, and I wasn't about to let him hurt my friend." she said, resting her hand on my shoulder and smiling at me.

"Wait, were friends?" I asked, shocked by the notion.

"Well, I mean, if you don't want to be, that's okay, I just thought that-" I cut her off before she got the wrong idea.

"No, no, no, I want to be friends, I was just a little shocked, that's all." I said.

"Why's that." she looked at me confused.

"Well, it's just that, I've never really had a friend before." I said, looking down at the floor in embarrassment.

She took her soft fore finger and placed it under my chin, lifting my head up so I had to look into her beautiful brown eyes. She was smiling at me warmly, filling my heart with an unexplainable sensation.

"Well then, I guess I'll be your first." she kept on smiling and removed her finger from my chin.

Just then the late bell rang, and Lydia  grabbed my hand, helping me to my feet.

"Well, I guess we better get to class. We're already late!" she said.

I nodded and we both walked to class together and did so throughout the rest of the day.

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