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about all the skate videos that were filmed in Hollywood and about all the skate spots that made California famous. Even with all the latest celebrity gossip that infiltrated the airways, Jonas stayed naive. Instead, he studied skate magazines and videos hoping to learn new tricks.

Growing up in a place where it snows is torture to any skater's soul. The cold forced Jonas and his friends indoors, into parking garages and warehouses, just so they could find some concrete that wasn't covered in a blanket of snow and ice. It didn't matter how many times security guards kicked them out, or how many exhaust fumes they inhaled, so long as they could skate. They had always made jokes about all the wimps in California who could skate all winter and never knew what it was like to endure the cold. Now Jonas was one of the wimps. The idea of not seeing snow in the winter was unimaginable.

Before living in Boston, Jonas had spent most of his life living on the east side of Manhattan. His dad worked as a freelance writer who made his income writing articles for various magazines and publishing companies, in hopes of one day writing screenplays and scripts for television or movies. He had spent the last ten years sending resumes and writing samples to different companies in California and had finally received an offer. His mom was an interior decorator, who had the luxury of taking her business with her wherever she went. She had always been supportive of her husband's dream to write, and willingly moved around the country with him and her son. Each move, from Manhattan to Boston, and now Boston to California, seemed inevitable. And it didn't matter