I’m in control. I always feel in control on a bike.
As I change positions, I taunt him for fun and push the rear downward just a tiny bit more, it almost collides with the road and then I’m back riding it.
I shake my pinky and my thumb, so freaking pumped to do it and he returns the same gesture.
But now it’s game on, I twist the throttle and bang up the gears as I fly forward and lose him.
Not for long.
His bike is faster and I can tell he is a skilled rider by the way he maneuvers himself on the road, taking advantage of every space, and mastering different tricks.
Slanting his head over to me, he salutes me as he rides at top speed into the night.
I kind of lost the other guys somewhere behind which I’m sure they’ll catch up pretty soon.
I put on some music in the meantime until they show up which doesn’t take them long as they all look impressed by the fact I managed to get away and ditch them this long.
Meadow
Instead of stepping inside her room, after I told her she should keep an eye out, she did the exact opposite and went on a ride with a bunch of strangers.
I watched her through my window so obviously when they were getting ready to go for a ride, at night, I had to tag along.
My conscience wouldn’t let me otherwise.
And the girls like her, so now I have to keep an eye on her. Besides, she is Jim’s daughter, I saw her with my Dad today and quickly put the pieces together.
Didn’t he teach her a lesson about not going with strangers?
I bet she didn’t pay attention or didn’t listen on purpose.
I nod my head sideways.
That damn girl knows how to wheelie.
She doesn’t seem to fear anything.
I parted ways with her to give her some space yet she is somewhere behind me, surrounded by men—men, she doesn’t know.
Who the fuck does that?
Especially as a rider, rule number one, you have to knowwho you’re dealing with because if there is one problematic rider, you need to know and stay away.
Maybe she has her reasons, and she’s super sharp, and kind of a badass—which is pretty annoying. I didn’t come here for this. I came to clear my head. Focus on the championship while I go back and forth and teach some stunts while I’m here.
I have a race I need to win and I have to stay sharp. The beginning of the season was great, I’m in a good place mentally and physically when it comes to my job and I plan to stay in that state.
No distractions.
Damn, Jim, now I get why you never brought her here. She had to look like a fairy fucking Tinkerbell with green hair and look super sexy with that permanent pout she has and flash those big, brown doe eyes. Have a feisty attitude. Be a great rider.
I’m only a man.
Two brief interactions with her were enough for me to know what I needed to know, she’s a little spitfire. I’m going to have so much fun driving her crazy.
Just wait till I get warmed up.
I grab onto one handle and punch the air with my free hand.
