The Coopers

Nick was riding his old red bike across the long and skinny Louving Creek Road. He was going over to Jacob's house when suddenly, his bike jerked up. He felt like a biker on one of the biking shows. It was the same feeling as running down a sidewalk and you think that the grass is further away than it really is. You trip over the change in platform and suddenly, you're on the ground, hoping the pain will end.

Nickolas saw nothing but darkness as he rolled, the bike tumbling over him. His visions switched between dark and light as he faced the ground and then the sky. Finally, he came to a sudden stop, his ribs feeling like he had just done fifty pushups. He sat in that one grassy spot, hurting, until he saw a figure running to him. He looked up with his hand on the ground for balance and saw a house. It was large with many windows. It had white paint and a sparkling black roof.

"Dude, are you okay?" the running figure said.

"Jacob. Finally, I made it to your house," said Nick, breathing as if he had been punched in the stomach. His face grew a smile.

Jacob reached his hand out for nick to grab and said, "Man! I didn't know you'd take one just to have fun with your awesome friend." Jacob laughed and as Nick grasped his rist, he pulled Nick to his feet.

Nickolas and Jacob walked to the door, Nick still breathing heavily and both of them still howling. Jacob knocked on the door and Nick heard footsteps from inside of the house.

"Just a second!" a soft voice said. The soft voiced character was a woman. Not only was her voice soft, but her face was, also.

"Oh. Hello Nick," she said, "Are you going to stay here for a while?"

"Yeah, but it was pretty hard to get here. That's why I'm in pain and have leaves in my hair,"

He said, trying to be funny. His joke worked. The woman, Jacob's mom, giggled and invited Nick in with a smile.

The boys sat on a white couch.

"Hey, Jacob," Nick said, getting Jacob's attention, "You have a… secret or are we even the type of people to talk about secrets?"

Jacob looked at him with a grin and said, "What is this, a little girl's sleepover?"

Nick looked away, when Jacob interrupted, "Sorry. I wanted to tell a joke, but that was kinda mean," he paused, "to you and the girl's… Man! I'm not liking my jokes lately!" this made Nickolas laugh.

"Well, at least your back isn't killing you!" Nick joked.

"Yeah, I am lucky about that and I have a better advantage in basketball now," said Jacob, joking back.

"Don't be so sure. I'm still about… well some height taller than you."

"Is that a challenge?"