Sweet Sofie (Moreno Brothers)

Chapter 1 - Brandon

Age 10

"You're not the boss of me!" Sofia glared at her brother.

"Sofie, you're gonna get hurt," Alex warned.

"Nah, she's got it." Eric was always on Sofia's side, as much as her brothers would let him be anyway.

All morning, they had been taking turns jumping off a ramp with their bikes in the middle of the street. As usual, Sofia was the only girl. She watched as Eric knelt down and adjusted the height on the ramp, lowering it a bit.

"I can jump as high as you guys," Sofia protested.

"No." Angel shook his head. "Lower it, Eric."

Sofia sat on the bike, frowning. "No fair."

Sal watched from where he was standing on his bike. "That's high enough, Sof."

She'd jumped off the ramp before but only a few times when her brothers hadn't been around. Eric had seen her once and said she was pretty good. Her brothers never let her do anything. If it weren't for Eric, she knew she wouldn't even be jumping right now.

"All right, go for it." Eric smiled.

Sofia rode down the street, turned around, and stopped. The apprehension in her brother's faces irritated her. Sal was the oldest at fourteen; Alex, twelve; Angel, eleven. She was the only girl in her family and the youngest at ten. They all stood there on the side of the street. Eric and Romero also watched her closely.

"Be careful," Sal yelled.

Eric smiled at her, and she smiled back. Eric Diego lived up the street and was Angel's age. He'd been one of her brother's best friends for as long as she could remember. Sofia had always been drawn to him, but recently she'd developed a secret crush on him. He always helped her get around her brothers and had become such a sweetheart lately, not to mention he was slowly becoming what she and her friends liked to refer to as a "hottie."

"Yeah, and hurry up 'cause I'm next." Romero rode his bike in slow circles, waiting his turn.

Ramon Romero was her brother's other best friend. He, Angel, and Eric were the same age. For as long as they'd known him, he'd gone by his last name. He lived further down the street that crossed their cul-de-sac but on the same block.

Sofia began to pedal and stood up to get more speed, determined to show her brothers she could do it. The bike flew up and over the ramp, and she turned the front tire to the side as she landed for a dramatic, skidding stop. More impressive than she had expected, she smiled triumphantly. "You see?" She looked at Alex.

Alex still had that same look of disapproval on his face. Sofia frowned at that.

"That was cool, Sof," Eric said. "Maybe next time we can lift the ramp a little."

"No," Alex said quickly, "that's high enough for her."

"Not for me, though." Romero adjusted the height to make it higher.

"That's way too high," Angel said, looking at the amount of bricks Romero put under the plywood ramp.

"You don't know about this." Romero continued stacking them higher.

"Are you nuts?" Eric asked. "That's not gonna take the weight of your bike. It's too high."

Romero winked. "I am the master."

"Oh, I gotta see this." Sal leaned his elbows on his handlebars.

Romero finished and smiled, pleased with his work. He got on his bike and rode up the street. Alex and Angel stood on their bikes next to each other, smirking.