"think it's really cool that you're twenty five You drink, do drugs, smoke cigarettes You're old enough to drive You pick me up, take me out Say you wanna make me shout You say you wanna take a trip inside, but I'm just sixteen I'm just sixteen I'm just sixteen And if you try anything funny, you're gonna go to jail" -Ayesha Erotica on [Sixteen=Big Juicy]

SUMMER, 1995, LA

You were a girl skater, not much girls preferred to be one but it was a dream come true, This One specific day you saw 5 boys staring at you from afar while you were on the sidewalk skating. You wore a long Cami bra that had a shoulder knitted jacket over it so obviously you got stares but you didnt give a fuck. Fuckshit: "i call dibs on that bitch" He nodded. Ray: "you cant just claim somebod' who dont even know you" he pointed out, sitting on a stair case in the skatepark. Stevie: "apart from her...wh-whats it like in a relationship?..." he asked quietly. Ruben: "you dumb faggot, its hell, girls want money and only money. They dont care about love" he said coldly, hating on stevie. Fourthgrade: "well- i wouldnt say its hell..." he said quietly as well then he looked up from his Camcorder. You walked to the skatepark with your deck in-between your hand's grip, ans sat on the top of the bowl and didnt care if people stared in disgust or admiration or not. The 5 boys stared at you and whispered amongst themselves. Fuckshit: "lets go talk to her" Stevie: "n-no, shes probably not interested-" Fuckshit: "why dont we just go and see yeahh?" They began to walk over towards you, the sun beating against them the same as you..as they approached closer and closer till they stopped behind of you《》Fuckshit was the one to take the first initiative and speak, clearing his throat and that caught your attention.