~°mid 90's°~

Fourth grade.... that was his nickname, nobody called him by his real name. Fuckshit calldd him "Fourth grade" because apparently he was as dumb as a fourth grader. Fourth grade was pretty quiet and a little shy. He always licked or bit his lip when he was concentratedor nervous. But he has a big passion for skateboarding and making small movies on the camera that ray,Fuckshit and ruben gave to him as a christmas present a few years ago. He always films the others doing tricks while skating. He was the nerdiest one of the group...

Currently everyone was sitting in the Avenue Skateboard shop... they were just being the stupid teens like usually..

"What do you guys wanna do when you grow up?" Ruben ,thesecond youngest of the friend group asked. "I just wanna party n' shit..yknow?" fuckshit answered and leaned back on the couch, staring at the TV that was standing near the back of the shop.

"I wanna get out of the hood..see life..and other countries..i wanna skate in paris one day, just like them... what about you, fourth-g?" ray , the dread head, said and pointed at the tv screen where a video of some famous guys skating in paris.

"I..-...i don't know..like make a movie or something.." Fourth grade admitted quietly, which fuckshit laughed at.. "Fuck, shit, seriously?" Fuckshit teased and snickered. But they're laughing was interrupted by the small bell above the door ringing.

"Fourth grade, your turn, we got a customer!" fuckshit said and leaned back... The tall skater stood up and went to behind the register and work bench where they prepared the skateboards for customers...he stared down, not wanting to look at the customer.