Mikey Skateboard Novels & Stories

She was lying on her couch in her fluffy onesie pajamas and a wool blanket, doing everything she could to comfort herself after last night. Mikey had a bottle of champagne in his hand and he did a little dance, twerking his way to the couch. He was in a celebratory mood, eager to welcome his best friend into the Ho Ho club, he called it. Meanwhile, Olivia shook her head and rolled her eyes, walking behind Mikey with a box of cupcakes in her hand. “So glad to finally have you on our side,” Mikey gave Audrey a quick kiss on the cheek before sitting down. “Now it’s your turn Liv, get yourself on Tinder or Coffee Meets Bagel and get them bagels,”

I cut the mind link just as Haley finishes her chocolate croissant. “Hey boys, we have a skate park, would you like to see it. We have extra skateboards if you know how to ride.” “Hell yeah! I’m in.” “Me too,” says Ray. “I don’t know how to skateboard but I’d like to go watch,” says Haley.

I buy a bottle of whisky and sit by myself at a corner. When I see Mikky walking towards me, I think about leaving. Mikky and I attended the same school but he was and still is the most pathetic person I have ever met because he indulges in petty rivalry. "Well…well…well," he says and clasps his wrists. I know there's trouble brewing in the dark. Even with the sunlight outside, the bar is still cheaply dark and in here, no one cares. “But if it isn't the self-proclaimed almighty Flynn Woods."

Big Mike took the pass near the blue line, but his turn was wide, his skate catching the rut in the ice and forcing him to stumble slightly before recovering. "Stop!" Liam shouted violently, the shrill noise piercing the cold air. "Stop! What was that, Mike? Really? That was a play? You call that a professional turn?" Big Mike didn't turn back to the blue line. He stopped dead on his skates. He stood up straight, panting heavily, his chest heaving under his red practice jersey. He unclipped his chin strap, pushed his visor up onto his forehead, and looked directly at Liam.

It took me almost half an hour until I could finally balance myself without wobbling. "I'll let you go now, be careful," Mirco said. My eyes widened, "Wait, wait! No, not yet!" I yelled at him but he quickly pulled his hands away from mine, sliding backward while watching me with a smile. "Mirco! What the hell! Come back!" I yelled at him, but he didn't heed. He just waved his hands and yelled back. "You can do it, Av! Come skate here in my direction!" "How?! I just balanced myself!"

The roller rink was exactly how Minnie remembered it—only smaller. The disco ball still spun in lazy circles over the warped wooden floor, and the snack bar still sold greasy nachos with watery cheese and icee cups stacked too high. Kevin was already halfway into a slushie by the time she laced up her skates, while Dane glided past the group like he’d trained for this day. Johnny wobbled up beside her, his laces loose and his expression confident. “Haven’t skated since… ever.”

Little Mike yelled. Little Mike’s hands left his throat and he gasped for breath. Two other men were trading punches with Little Mike, two men he didn’t know. Little Mike pulled a shiv from his pocket and Jake jumped in between him and his target. The shiv went into Jake’s ribs and blood gushed from the wound. “We got you,” a voice said. The other man was beating the shit out of Little Mike and Jake slid down the shower wall.

"You're going to break into a locked warehouse? In rival territory?" ​"Correction," Mike glanced over at me, his blue eyes flashing with a wild, reckless adrenaline that made my chest tighten. " We are going to break in. I need someone small and fast enough to slip through the ventilation window on the upper deck to unbolt the main loading door from the inside. Jake and Chad are too heavy, and they’d make too much noise. You're perfect for it."

Mikey said as he stood up, pulling me close to him and lifting me off the ground like a bride being carried on her wedding day. I heard my father, DK, and the rest of the people outside as they were about to walk in but before they can, Mikey darted past them and he started running away. “I’m sorry, Uncle Drake,” Mikey said as he paused in front of my father, "but Anya and I needed to talk." I can see DK ready to jump but Mikey didn’t wait anymore second and started running while carrying me in his arms. Mikey was a very fast runner, and it doesn't matter if he was in his wolf form or not, no one can beat him when it comes to running.

Imogen This club/bar is really something else. We got picked up by the limo and a driver who calls himself Mikey Mike. Cute. Actually, he was such a sweetheart like a gentle giant with his bald head, gold hoop earring in his left ear and broad body but with the largest toothy grin you could possibly imagine. He held the door open for us and made sure Autumn and I were comfortable before driving off. Mikey Mike pointed out there was champagne on ice and some snacks if we fancied them.