I opened up on the open road .Feeling the adrenaline racing through my veins.
I gave more gas and geared up. Leaning into the turns. Occasionally scrapping my knee against the concrete.
I'm at one of the heights speed of my life but everything seems to go by in slow motion.
I can feel the oxygen entering my lungs and the carbon dioxide flowing out of my body.
Taking the last turn I slowed down and stopped on the edge of the cliff .Firstly looking back on the road behind me to see how far I came, and then l look in front of me. Straight into destiny .A place where hope seemed to be real and love means to stay.
I begin to walk down the edge of the cliff. Balancing on the rocks. I always thought of it like life. If I fall left,I will fall to death or serious injury. That will be a mistake in life. If I fall right,it would be like winning the lotto. Luck was on your side and you are missed by the curve ball that life will be handing to someone els.
I was yanked out of thought when I heard another bike coming up the cliff. I climbed to my feet and started to walk,jump my way back to the top of the cliff.
When I got to the top there was Jack Miller sitting on his bike. He threw me something. A small black...a tire welf cap. He winked at me and speed off into the dawn.
"That little bag of shit,why the fuck would he even do this?" I asked myself looking at my flat tire. Our fights never leave the race track.
"Do you kiss your dad with that mouth?" I voice came from directly behind me. I feel the warm air in my neck. Following instinct I elbow the guy in the stomach and turned ready to hit him on the nose.
Then I recognize the face and when he looked up at me I knew exactly who he was.
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Silent rebels
Teen FictionAmber Williams and Shawn Plums is silent rebels. To their fathers they are the perfect children and their mothers are either dead or gone but they lead secret lives have secret tattoos and do some illegal and dangerous stuff. ********...
