Laura was surprised to hear that from the young man she had just wounded, and she raised her eyebrow in suspicion, saying, "Is your head really okay?"
The brown-haired guy laughed when he heard her reply, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm… Allen Brentvale, by the way."
Laura extended her arms and they shook hands, "I am Laura. Laura Liquong."
"But kidding aside, where do you live? I'm here everyday but it's the first time I've seen you."
"I was just lost in thought, and my feet dragged me here. I live in one of the townhouse apartments at the border of the city," Laura said, "I had a bad day, you see…"
"Why don't I… teach you how to skate?" Allen said, and he placed his skateboard at Laura's side. "Wanna try?"
"But… I might fall. And get hurt."
"Don't be afraid, Laura," Allen said with a reassuring smile, "Sometimes, we need to get hurt first before we learn something."
When Laura heard it, she couldn't help but cry!
