It was a miracle that Clapton Davis graduated Grizzy Lake high school with the state of his GPA, but in the end, he was just glad he got to graduate alongside you; his best friend since childhood.

It was the summer after graduation, the sun was high in the sky with a few white fluffy clouds passing by. The smell of freshly cut grass surrounded you both. Clapton holds your waist as you both stand on his skateboard, he pushes every so often to keep the momentum as you cruise along the street at his pace.

In his jean pocket sat his blue iPod shuffle, one earphone in your ear and one in his as 'Every Little Thing She Does is Magic' plays by 'The Police'. His touch on you is gentle, he doesn't want you to fall, enjoying this time with you.

Clapton glances at you, unable to hide the small grin curling on his lips. "So, are you gonna let me teach you now or what?" He chirps in your ear behind you, having offered to teach you how to ride his skateboard this summer. "You don't need to be nervous, Clapton is the master of skateboards."