When a 18 year old novice motocross champion has a tragic accident, he moves to a new town, but he might just be surprised at what he finds. Possibly more than that. First Fanfic so please be nice! :)

NOW TO THE STORY!

CHAPTER 1

There I was again... Just sitting there on my bed, not getting any sleep at all.

I mentally sighed and sat back in my bed, and just let the flashback flood into my mind. I knew it was just going to keep coming back time after time.

FLASH BACK... I could hear the crowds roaring in contentment from the days novice freestyle championship. I suppose I should tell you about myself. My my first middle and last names are Ryan Andrew Renschler. I'm just over 6,1 brownish blonde hair that I spike up in the front, really blue green eyes and in the right lighting looked silver.

I had more than average muscle mass, very nice 6 pack, and little higher than average for looks,

Anyway back to the flashback... I was 17 at the time. This was my last freestyle novice championship till I make it to the big deal's.

I could see my coach walk up to me with a serious face on. Great he was gonna give me another lecture of how not to fail. I thought,

He continued to say: "Ok ryan DO NOT hit this ramp to fast, I dont want you to screw this up!"

"well thanks for the encouragement" I said sarcastically. "Im serious if you hit this to fast you'll go strait through the vip section!, your family's in there and god knows what will happen if you crash through there!

"Yea yea I got it! "I practically yelled from the roaring of the other engines.

"This is your only chance at the big shot!, You have to do this trick right! A no handed BACKFLIP isn't exactlly easy ya know."

So after that was said and done I started up my Rm 125. I heard it come to an idle.

" Ahhhhh... Its like music to my ears" I said. "Ya whatever just dont get to cocky! You remmeber what happend last time you got cocky?! Said coach.

"Geeez coach, seriously chill man!" With that being said I got up to the ramp and put the bike in first, and gave it a little rev for fun. I closed my eyes, drowning out everything so I could focus on the jump. I opened my eyes, my pupils shrunk with determination.

I looked at coach one last time, then I dumped the clutch and did a wheelie down the ramp for a ways then punched the gas. I was shifting through the gears like a maniac, I had to be going 60 so I hit another gear making me go about 70, I knew coach was freaking out by now.

The ramp was closing fast! Right as I was aproaching the lip of the ramp I knew I had got to cocky again... But I couldn't stop now. I leaned back and punched the gas harder so I went backwards, then I let go of the handle bars and leaned back as far as I could, the last thing that left my mind before I went in the air was Oh SHIT!...

END OF FLASHBACK...

Ughh... I groaned, I started getting up, not because I had to go to the bathroom or because I was thirsty, but because the last part was to painful to remember. I was 18 now so it had been a year since that flashback I just had, we had to move tommorow, well more like today since it was 3:00 AM. I sighed..." I dont WANT to move!"

We were moving to some small town that I cant even remember the name of, but our naghbours lived on an apple orchard or somthing. But I had all day to think later because it was a 3 hour drive over to our new house.

But right now I needed some sleep... With that being thought, I fell into a deep slumber hoping for a good nights rest.

A COUPLE HOURS LATER

I heard a knock at my door. Son get up! We have to go in 30 minutes! It was my dad.

My dad is 6,4 real tall guy, slicked back black hair, green eyes, nice most of the time unless he's pissed off (which he is).

I groaned as i was getting up," Dad its 7:00 AM,couldn't you wait a couple more hours?" No response... Ughh I started mumbling stuff to myself.

After I got dressed, and ate breakfast and got the rest of our stuff in our car, we finally took off. So on the way there I put in my ear buds and drifted into last night's back flash.

A COUPLE MORE HOURS LATER...

We finally arrived at our house. I must say very nice place, my dad even mad sure there was enough land to ride on. It was a nice size house it was 3 level. Basement main floor and upstairs which is were my room was.

Once me and my dad had gotten everything in place, I immedietly went Up stairs and laid on my bed exhausted, and of course once I got comfy there was a knock at the door. "Ugh i'll let dad get it. A couple minutes later he called me down stairs.

Oh My God! what could he want this time! I got up and headed down stairs once I got to the bottom i noticed a real tall big muscley guy' and there also was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was wearing short shorts that came up to quarter of her thigh, a orange tang top, cow boy boots an aged stenson,Perfect blonde hair, but the thing I noticed most about her was those beautiful emerald eyes.

I was dazed until a deep voice snapped me out of it.

Howdy there," said the big guy " I'm Mack", but lot's of folks call me big Mack

" oh hey," I said shyly, I'm Ryan, then the pretty girl spoke up," and I'm applejack, but you can ju's call me AJ." She had the I know your type look on her face." Its a pleasure" I said.

"So" my dad started, you own the sweet apple acres is that correct?"

" Its my pride and joy" said Mack. "Say do you need any help"? My dad asked.

"Whelp ya can never have enough". "Oh," was my dads response. Right then and there I knew my dad was planing something. Oh god I hope this doesn't have to do with my math grade! I thought, "Whelp we better gets a goin", said Mack. "Well we just wanted ta stop by and see who are naghbours were". "Ya it was nice meeting you both", my dad said. And with that they left.

After the Apples left, my Dad approached me, He had a, I'm pissed at you and am planning something face. In other words just a big joker like grin.

"Son",he started, "I got your final math exam results. I was currently thinking, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT! In my head.

My dad continued: And I am NOT pleased at all! I just looked at the ground feeling guilty.

Ryan, just because your sister passed away, doesn't mean you can fail a math exam. You really need to get a hold of your depression.

"I know dad, I know." I said, I"ll try to do better next time. As i started walking away up to my room my dad said...

"Hey!" You think your going to get off that easy?! "Ummmm I guess," I stated. Yaaaaaa I don't think so Ryan, my dad said ,

My dad didn't have any hesitation for my punishment, He continued: You are going to be working at sweet apple acres for the next couple months.
I gave him the WTF!? face. "Come on! you cant be serious! I argued, Do you know how much work they have to do there!?, And I'm not even getting PAID! I yelled,
"I know exactly how much work there is", Besides, it will be good for ya, teach you some damn responsibility! He stated

"Besides its not like you have a choice". my dad said, "I'll even let you ride your Yz over there, That you were GROUNDED from by the way"!

"FINE"! I yelled, With that being said my dad got out the phone book and called sweet apple acres to tell them that I would "gladly" work there.

While my dad was doing that I decided to go blow off some steam, I headed over to the garage, once I opened the garage door there sat my 1999 Yz 150,
It was like a beautiful piece of art to me. it had brand new 2010 plastics, which were black, and red yamaha logo's and a couple other sponsor stickers. In other words it was a freaking beast!

I pushed down on the kick start of my Yz, and I started forming a content smile across my face as I heard it idle. I revved it up a few times to warm it warm up.
After I was finished warming it up, I let the clutch fly and I was off! I went flying out the garage and down our driveway, once I reached the end of our drive way I did a sideways drift out of it onto the road, since the road was tar, I punched the gas and was screaming through the gears. You could probably hear me from a mile away!

I was performing a wheelie in every gear, I was now in 5th gear I had to be going 65 Mph, So I kicked up another, just for fun and punched the gas once more. Now I was going about 80 Mph! The bike was screaming for mercy as I held it wide open.
I was currently looking back seeing the beautiful sight if sweet apple acres, row after row of apple trees, once I looked forward at the road i noticed some girl pulling some kind of stand, AND I WAS HEADING STRAIT FOR HER FAST! I yelled "OH SHIIIIIIT!" As I stomped on the brakes.

(AU) Thank you for reading the first chapter of my first fanfic! please R&R and PM me if you don't like something. I have lots of time so I can pump out chapter's pretty damn fast! lol. See ya next time.