THE BEGINNING OF DEATH - NITRO CIRCUS FAN FICTION

Chapter 2

"Hey, dad!" I greeted as i walked into the kitchen. I glanced over at him and noticed he was eating bacon and eggs, I decided to take a seat. "So... how's it going?" I asked as I reached for a piece of bacon but he quickly swatted it away.

"This is my food." He said pointing at the plate of delicious food and then towards me. "Not yours."

"So, what's on the agenda today?" I stood up and opened the fridge door, grabbing a bottle of apple juice.

"Well, I invited the crew over." He said as I sat back down.

I might of forgot to tell you who I am. My name is Jamie Pastrana, nineteen years old, I am a professional motocross racer and I am on my way to becoming a professional in mx freestyle. I travel around the world doing competitions and tour around with the Nitro Circus live crew most of the time. My biggest accomplishment was probably when I won a silver metal at x games.

My dad is THE Travis Pastrana, the famous dirt biker/NASCAR racer. He taught me everything I know about dirtbikes, he taught me some epic tricks too, the first trick he ever taught me was a whip. I will never forget that look he had on his face when I accomplished it.

His friends are the craziest, funniest, stupidest, and the best people you will ever meet. There isn't one thing I haven't done, they just prove that any thing is possible.

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"SPECIAL!" I screamed, as I ran and jumped into my uncle Greg's arms.

"Someone's excited." I turned around and standing there was Erik.

"ERIK!" I jumped out of my uncles arms and ran into Erik's arms.

"Why are you so excited to see us?" He laughed as he put me down.

"I missed you." I said with a fake pout.

"You seen me last night." He said.

I ignored him.

"So, what kind of stupid shit are we doing today?" Greg asked.

"Slip n' bleed." My dad smirked.

We're all going to die

I looked at my dad. "I'm gonna go for a ride."

"Be careful" He said and I laughed.

I walked out of the house and over to the garage. I opened the garage door, walked inside, and over to my spot in the garage. I opened my gear box and pulled out my purple gear before grabbing my redbull helmet off the shelf. I slipped into all my gear and walked over to my green kx250. I put it in neutral before pushing my bike out of the garage. I hopped onto the seat and kicked back on the kickstart. It started with a load roar making me smile. I pulled in the clutch and pressed down on the gear shift. Once it was in gear, I pulled back on the throttle and let the clutch go. I pulled the gear shift up with my foot until it was on gear four. I speed across the yard and towards our motocross track. I speed through the track, hitting jumps, did wheelies over the small bumps, and speed around sharp turns.

I road over to my dad who was watching with Erik, Jolene, uncle Greg, streetbike Tommy, and a couple of others. I turned it off before asking, "Can I try one of the tricks I've been working on?" I said giving him my best puppy dog eyes with this helmet on.

"Go ahead." he laughed.

I fist pumped the air before restarting the bike and heading for one of the big jumps. I've been working on this trick in the foam pit but I think nows the time to actually do it. I pulled back on the throttle and went speeding for the jump. I went off the ramp doing a no footed nak. I got the trick right but I ended up face planting into the dirt. My dad came over and asked if I was okay, I told him it was no big deal and went for it again. After trying to master that trick 5 times I finally got it. I dropped the bike and lied down on the ground, my breathing was slowly slowing down as I tried to get my breath back.