“You’re not doing so good, you should relax a little.”
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He’d known he was out of practice, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten dirt that hard. That’s what he gets for going right in for a kick-flip after months without his board.
“I’m good, I’m good,” He insisted. His shoulder certainly wasn’t happy with him and his head still swimming with the sudden shock of adrenaline, but Gabe’s pride was more wounded than anything from having been spotted.
“You see where my board went?” He winced, turning his face up and squinting against bright sunlight to see the other boy’s face.