This idea has been floating around my mind for a very long time. It'll be updated soon. My other story, Matching, will also be updated pretty soon. Enjoy!

Cosima was sitting on her board, watching her friends make fools of themselves in the bowl. She toyed with the straps of the worn out helmet sitting in her lap. The park was busier than usual, and she was surrounded by the noises of others: shrieks and yells, wheels rolling on the cement of the bowl. The girl considered joining her friends, but didn't really feel like maneuvering around the several groups of preteens who seemed content to just mill around the ramp's basin, sliding clumsily along until they eventually stumbled off of their board and started the whole cycle over again. She opted to sit and enjoy the sun that was beating down on her. Leaning back on her hands a little, she closed her eyes and let herself take in the noise around her.

She was pulled out of her semi-meditation by a nudge on her left shoulder. She turned to look up at the person, and saw Rudy looking down at her. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses and he wore his typical 'I-look-like-I'm-about-to-do-something-reckless-please-join-me' smirk. If Cosima was being honest, she didn't really like the dude. She liked his brother, Mark, better, and Rudy's kind of reckless was typically malicious, and didn't typically involve kind of youth driven debauchery that Felix and Sarah's recklessness did. She blinked expectantly at the boy, still waiting for him to say something. Rudy motioned to the longboard tucked under his right arm,

"Wanna race?" He asked. Cosima considered it. She didn't really feel like skateboarding anymore, and the idea of long distance boarding was enticing. She liked skateboarding, but that was more Sarah's bag. Her true passion was longboarding. Any day she could experience the thrill of racing down a hill at full speed, tuning out everything but the road in front of her and the dull sound of the board's wheels grinding against pavement was a day well spent. She was inclined to accept the challenge. She'd raced Rudy before. He wasn't bad, but he wasn't as good as her, and he normally fell behind after the first mile or so, which left her free to enjoy a carefree, head-clearing ride to the finish line. Cosima shrugged and looked back up at him,

"Sure. Usual spot?" She replied. The boy nodded, the smirk was still there. "I gotta get my gear. I'll meet you up there in half an hour," she explained while rising to her feet. Rudy just nodded and slinked off.

Cosima weaved around the people hanging out around the edge of the bowl and found Sarah and Felix. Sarah was at the bottom of the bowl, trying and failing to get people out of the way so she could have enough room to skateboard. Felix had long since stopped trying to use the ramp and was standing outside the bowl with his bike, laughing as he watched Sarah shove people out of the way. Cosima stood next to him and called Sarah over to them,

"Hey, Rudy wants to race, so I'm gonna grab my gear out of the car and meet him up at the regular spot. I'll text you when I'm done. If my brother asks, just tell him what I told you," she explained. Sarah creased her brow,

"Rudy? Creepy Rudy?" She asked. Cosima nodded, "That guy's so weird, he always looks like he's up to something," She said. Cosima shrugged,

"He probably is. But, he's always up to race, unlike you two, so I'll power through his icky-ness," she dismissed. Sarah rolled her eyes,

"Alright, well, just don't go getting into any trouble. And make sure to call me as soon as you finish. I don't want you to be alone with that guy longer than necessary," Sarah ordered. Cosima, already walking away, waved her off,

"Alright, mom. I'll be safe."

She made her way to Sarah's car and pulled her longboard and pads out of the trunk, putting her skateboard away. Once she had finished putting her gear on, she mounted her longboard and made her way to her and Rudy's usual meeting spot.

She found Rudy, decked in his protective gear, leaning against a rock off the side of the road, picking at his nails. He nodded at her when he saw her, but didn't move. Cosima appraised her surroundings. The road was clear, which was good. Some days, their course would be crowded with traffic, and Cosima never really liked the feeling of cars whizzing past her, occasionally honking. Cosima had found the road a few years ago and considered it one of her best kept secrets. The road was situated on a hill, well, it was closer to a mountain, but Cosima thought that referring it to as a mountain made it sound more hardcore than it actually was. It wound down the hill-mountain for about three miles, and was steep enough to keep the ride interesting, but not steep enough to make turns impossible. She loved the place.

After another minute or so, Cosima walked back to where Rudy was. He looked up at her over his sunglasses,

"You ready?" He asked, his voice was bored.

Cosima thought it was funny, considering how she always beat him. She nodded and pranced to their starting position. Rudy sauntered behind her. Something about the way the man was acting made her uneasy. He was uncharacteristically relaxed. Cosima knew that was a bad sign, but couldn't determine what exactly he was up to. She figured that she'd be away from him soon enough, and put her gloves on.

Rudy mounted his board and Cosima followed. They situated themselves before they counted each other off, Rudy adjusted his helmet and began,

"One." Cosima made sure her cell phone was tucked safely beneath her thigh guard,

"Two." Rudy looked to the woman at his right,

"Three." Both of them took a deep breath,

"Go!" The two took off down the mountain-hill.

Cosima was ahead, but just barely. Rudy was keeping up surprisingly well, he'd improved since last time. Cosima wasn't nervous, though. She was never too concerned with winning, but she knew how competitive Rudy was. He was almost alarmingly competitive, after losing previous races, he'd thrown his board and yelled until he'd gone hoarse, or until Mark got him to chill out. Rudy's aggression and violent tendencies always reminded Cosima to keep the man at a reasonable distance, and to not get too cocky about her victories. She didn't want Rudy's rage directed at her any more than it already was.

They coasted along in almost companionable silence until Cosima heard Rudy laughing. She glanced quickly over her shoulder and was surprised by how close Rudy was. He was maybe three feet away from her, laughing at something. Cosima listed to the right a little, not comfortable with how close the man was, but as Cosima moved, Rudy moved with her, not letting her put distance between them. Between the near-maniacal laughter and the proximity, Cosima began to get nervous,

"Rudy, what the fuck are you doing, man? You're driving me off the road," she shouted over the wind.

Rudy just kept laughing and continued to close the distance between the two. Cosima let out a scream when the man stuck his arm out and firmly pushed her on the side. The entire world was sent spinning as she toppled off her board. Her body slammed into the gravel and weeds on the side of the road. The last thing she remembered was Rudy's laughter fading into the distance before her head slammed into the concrete, knocking her unconscious.

Sarah was livid. She didn't care about the multiple traffic laws she was breaking as she swung into the motocross track parking lot. She got out of the car so quickly that Felix had to lean over from the passenger seat and turn the car off before following her.

Sarah stormed over to the edge of the tracked and looked around. She spotted who she was looking for about a hundred feet to her left and quickly walked over two the two men, each standing next to a motorbike.

Cal smiled as he saw his girlfriend and her foster brother approaching, but quickly stopped when he saw the look Sarah was sporting. She ignored him entirely as she stared daggers into Mark, who had been talking with Cal,

"Oi! Mark! Where the hell is Cosima?" She barked, shoving the man in the shoulder.

"What?" Both men asked. Sarah took a deep breath and pointed to Mark,

"Your brother challenged your sister," she pointed to Cal, "to a race at their usual spot. She told me she'd call me when it was over so I could pick her up. That was four hours ago. Where is she?" Sarah was shouting now.

Mark put his hands up in surrender,

"I don't know where Cosima is, I swear! I haven't seen Rudy since me and Cal dropped him off at the park this morning," he promised. Sarah looked to Cal to make sure he was telling the truth. The taller man nodded,

"So you haven't seen Cosima in four hours?" He asked. Sarah and Felix shook their heads, "Couldn't she be at Alison's or something? Maybe she went back to her apartment," he reasoned. Sarah rolled her eyes at the man,

"No, I've called Cosima six times, and each time it's gone straight to voicemail. I called Alison, too and she says that she hasn't seen her all day," Sarah shot down Cal's suggestions.

"Shit. Do you think she's in trouble?" Mark asked worriedly. Sarah took an intimidating step closer to the man,

"I don't know, but if I find out that she is, I'm gonna beat your idiot brother into the bloody ground," She threatened. Mark nodded in understanding,

"Well let's go look for her. You and Felix take your car, me and Cal'll take mine. I'll call Rudy," Mark planned, genuinely trying to be helpful.

He liked Cosima, he'd known her as long as he'd known Cal and sincerely hoped that the girl had just gotten distracted after finishing the race and wasn't hurt or anything. Sarah nodded and the group quickly moved into action.