The Ranch

Chapter 1

It was a busy day in the city. Everything was loud, honking horns from angry drivers, and people yelling. There are three boys and their mother, that live in the city. Their mother was working late, trying to meet her deadline on her new book.

"When do you think mom will be home?" asked Jason Fools Crow.

"I don't know brother, you know mom's work, she's a writer, she'll be home when she can I'll fix us something to eat," said Edward Fools Crow.

Edward is the oldest son; Jason is the middle child and Victor is the baby. Victor is a true city boy. Victor walks in the doorway of the apartment complex.

"Hey is mom home yet?" asked Victor Fools Crow.

"No, lucky for you," said Edward.

"Okay," smiled Victor leaving.

"Wait, oh never mind," said Edward.

"What's wrong with him, he's going to get in trouble, mom does not like him being out on the streets all day, racing or whatever he does," said Jason.

"I know, we remember what it's like to be his age, but he does not," said Edward.

"This is true," smiled Jason.

Their mother drove up to the apartments and walked inside.

"Hey mom, did you finish your book?" asked Edward with excitement, he loves to read his mothers books.

"Yes, I did! I'm so excited. I also have other great news. Since I've been so caught up in my work, and away from home, they are letting me start working from home," mother said with excitement.

"Really you are going to work from home," said Jason.

"Yes, for my inspiration for my writing, I have decided we are going to go to the ranch this weekend, who knows, maybe even live on the ranch," smiled mother.

"Really, I hope we do get to live there, it's a beautiful place, I can't wait to tell Victor, he is going to be so mad," laughed Jason.

"Where is Victor?" asked mother.

"Guess, he did poke his head in to see if you were here," said Edward.

"I know where he is," mother crossing her arms.

So they went about there day, their mother was sitting in the chair next to the window looking out towards the street for Victor, she knew he would come around that street corner. Sure, enough here he comes, Victor was speeding around the street corner on his skates racing his friends. People were yelling and honking their horns. A car pulled out in front of Victor, Victor jumped over and rolled off the car and landed on the ground. The other kids finished the race.

"Hey dude what's your problem," shouted Victor.

"You could have killed someone," said the driver speeding off.

Victor went over to where his friends were standing.

"Hey that was a good race," said Victor.

"Thank you, I've never beaten the race king before," smiled the kid.

"Hey nobody has, but you did a great job," said Victor shaking the kids' hand.

"Thank you," said the kid.

So, Victor went home. When he arrived, he sat down on the steps and pulled his skates off and put his shoes on and ran inside. He went upstairs into his room and flopped down on the bed, he plugged his headset in and started listening to music, his mother walks in.

"Victor," said mother.

He did not hear her, so she walked over and pulled his headset off.

"What?" asked Victor.

"You were racing today?" asked mother.

"I was not racing," lied Victor.

"Don't lie to me, you were racing, I saw the whole thing. These people you are hanging around with are not your friends, these stunts your pulling I can't stand them, what if you get severely hurt, or worse, killed," worried mother.

"But I didn't, it won't happen again," said Victor.

"Yeah I've heard that before, start packing, we are going to the ranch this weekend," said mother.

"Oh I'll just stay here, you guys have fun, I can look after myself," said Victor.

"I can't leave you here by yourself, we are all going as a family, to enjoy ourselves and I don't have to worry about you getting into trouble," said mother.

"Whatever." Victor was angry.

"We are leaving tomorrow morning, so be ready," said mother as she walked out of his room.

He grabbed his pillow and screamed into it, he threw it on the ground. Then he started packing his suitcase.

"Well?" asked Edward.

"He is not happy about this whole thing, but he will have to get over it," said mother.

"This is going to be great," smiled Edward.

It was getting late and everybody went off to bed.