Chapter 13
Crazy and Stupid
All of the second heat boarders were in their booths. Officials had come down earlier and announced to the spectators and the boarders that they were having "technical difficulties".
Mac was staring at the screen anxiously. He was worried...something happened to Kaori...
Something...
He sighed and took a deep breath.
Eddie looked back at him, "Yo, Mac, you okay?"
Mac nodded silently and continued taking deep breaths.
Kaori had managed to eventually find Psymon, grimacing each time she took a sharp turn. She knew he was holding back. Occasionally he would look back and check on her, but she knew he was keeping himself from winning.
"Psymon, go! You need to win this!"
Psymon sighed and made up him mind. He pushed forward and he was gone.
Marisol was doing fine. There was no one behind her, and no one in front of her. Just her and the board. She liked it like that.
Sure, she felt bad for landing on Kaori and then moving forward. Of course, it wasn't her intention and it certainly wasn't her fault that she liked big alpine boards. To her, they just moved easier. Kaori was just in the way...
"Mar-ee-saw!!!"
Marisol swirled around and saw Psymon approaching fast. He had this grin on his face, the grin he got when he was about to do something stupid. Crazy and stupid...
Psymon bent his knees, preparing for a jump. "I'm gonna smush you, you little bug!!" he laughed insanely and pushed off the ground, jumping high into the air.
Of course, he never landed on Marisol, but instead landed in front of her, taking his throne at first place.
Marisol cursed.
Psymon was much faster than she was, she had to admit. He was gone soon enough, off to tag his partner...whoever that was...
Marisol was alone again-
"Hai!" Kaori flew through the small tunnel that was in the ground, a very useful shortcut that Mac had taught her a while back. Kaori took second place and soon was out of sight. Just like Psymon.
"Ah!" Marisol couldn't believe it! The kid was still boarding after she had landed on top of her!?
Oh well, she had to admit, the kid had spirit. A hint of a smile crossed Marisol's face. Well, Kaori was always a bright happy kid. Maybe she does deserve t win this.
And Brodi could surely outrace Mac, right?
"That can't be right!" Mac yelled.
Eddie stared at him for a second, "Hey, man, you okay?"
Mac nodded, "Yeah,"
"What's wrong?"
"The officials are saying that someone broke the billboard TV and someone messed with Rahzel's booth,"
"Damn..."
"Yeah,"
They were approaching the second heat, nearing the final stretch. Psymon and Kaori were neck and neck, and neither seemed willing to back down. Psymon had replaced his helmet, not wanting anyone to know who he was.
The last ramp was ahead of them, and Psymon thought it best to use it as an advantage. It wasn't anything big, it was actually quite small.
He prepared to jump, bending his knees and nearing the ramp steadily. Kaori did the same, but knew that she couldn't do anything spectacular. Her side was throbbing madly and her wrist was irritating.
She didn't jump, but instead, jumped over the ramp. She winced in pain as she landed. Psymon did the same, catching speed. Kaori was just ahead of Psymon by an inch, but Psymon soon took the lead once again. The gates were in view, and Kaori could just make Mac out, standing there and watching her and Psymon in horror. Everyone was nervous. The second heat boarders were still in their gates, everyone staring back at the last slope. Time seemed to tick by slowly, and the anticipation grew.
All of the boarders could barely make out a figure in the distance. He jumped off the last slope and landed without any tricks.
"He's not trickin?"
"Kaori's hot on his tail!"
"Who is that?"
Everyone had their questions, but Mac was the first to figure out who it was. The mysterious boarder had black pants on and a straight jacket on. Even though Psymon Stark normally would wear his black or white tank, Mac knew no one would wear a straight jacket. No one but Psymon Stark.
"That's Psymon!" Mac shouted, "That's Psymon!"
"Kaori's right behind him!"
Mac gasped. Kaori was clutching her side with one hand and the other hand was tucked inside her jacket. She was tense, he could tell, as she tried feebly to pass Psymon. He knew she wouldn't make it, though. Psymon was one of the best boarders in the league.
"Who the hell is his partner?" Luther bellowed. His question was soon answered.
Psymon approached the gates and instead of slowing down, he slipped through one of the unused gates and screamed, "FRENCH TOAST AND SYRUUUUUUUP!" for the second time.
"What!?!" Luther roared, "He ain't go no partner!? That ain't fair!"
Mac was too busy watching Psymon to see Kaori coming at him. She fell in front of him and yelled in pain. "Kaori! Are you okay!?"
"Go! Go follow Psymon-san's shortcuts! Don't let him out of your sight!" Kaori gasped.
Mac nodded and pushed off the gates and followed Psymon, trying to keep him in view.
Kaori stared after the two, not sure who she wanted to win.
The next to come was Marisol. She was far behind the others, but Brodi pushed off nonetheless, determined to reserve the bronze for himself. Elise was right behind Marisol, and soon Brodi was being followed by an afro. All hope had been lost for the gold and silver, for they seemed to far out of reach.
Elise screamed at Eddie until her voice became low and raspy, "Go Eddie! You can do this!"
Moby followed four seconds after Eddie had pushed off and yelled, "Where's she?" To everyone's surprise, Zoe Payne had pushed off silently, going for the gold. "You win this for us, Zo!"
"When did Zoe and Psymon become eligible for this race!?" Luther roared.
"As long as they weren't partners with each other," Moby muttered, "And it seems Psymon has taken everything in his own hands, as I've heard,"
Kaori nodded. "He is his own partner!"
"What!?" Marisol shrieked, "That is cheating!"
JP came down the slope last, and Luther followed the trail the others had left behind. He knew all hope was ruined, but he hoped his strength could knock down a few.
"My coat is ruined!" JP exclaimed.
Moby glared at him, unable to contain his anger. "It's snow."
"Yellow snow!" JP cried, "Yellow snow!"
Kaori sighed as she was escorted to the First Aid station with Elise by her side. The billboard remained blank...
She could only imagine what was going on.
Mac was right on Psymon board...and accelerated.
Psymon, aggravated, pushed him unsuccessfully. He tried losing him, but Mac paid heed to Kaori's words.
Psymon couldn't believe Kaori had managed to tail him for so long. But he wasn't about to let some young punk beat him...
"You wanna stop humpin' my leg!?" Psymon shouted when Mac had followed him into a short narrow tunnel he had overlooked before.
"What did you do to Kaori during the race!?"
"Absolutely nothing! I helped her, that's all! And nearly lost my position to you dip shits, that's what!"
Mac was silent for a moment.
"I know what you're thinking!" Psymon yelled over his as they neared a jumped, "I only helped her cause she's an all right kid!"
Mac was determined to pass him, but to no avail. Psymon stopped being "Mister Nice Guy" as he liked to call himself and started roughing it up.
Mac passed him occasionally, but Psymon always took his spot back.
Psymon didn't like to be in 2nd place for more than two seconds, and he didn't feel like-
"YABBA DABBA DOO!!!"
Mac and Psymon yelled as Zoe bolted past the two of them out of no where.
Zoe had now taken the lead, followed closely by Psymon and Mac.
All of the second heat boarders were in their booths. Officials had come down earlier and announced to the spectators and the boarders that they were having "technical difficulties".
Mac was staring at the screen anxiously. He was worried...something happened to Kaori...
Something...
He sighed and took a deep breath.
Eddie looked back at him, "Yo, Mac, you okay?"
Mac nodded silently and continued taking deep breaths.
Kaori had managed to eventually find Psymon, grimacing each time she took a sharp turn. She knew he was holding back. Occasionally he would look back and check on her, but she knew he was keeping himself from winning.
"Psymon, go! You need to win this!"
Psymon sighed and made up him mind. He pushed forward and he was gone.
Marisol was doing fine. There was no one behind her, and no one in front of her. Just her and the board. She liked it like that.
Sure, she felt bad for landing on Kaori and then moving forward. Of course, it wasn't her intention and it certainly wasn't her fault that she liked big alpine boards. To her, they just moved easier. Kaori was just in the way...
"Mar-ee-saw!!!"
Marisol swirled around and saw Psymon approaching fast. He had this grin on his face, the grin he got when he was about to do something stupid. Crazy and stupid...
Psymon bent his knees, preparing for a jump. "I'm gonna smush you, you little bug!!" he laughed insanely and pushed off the ground, jumping high into the air.
Of course, he never landed on Marisol, but instead landed in front of her, taking his throne at first place.
Marisol cursed.
Psymon was much faster than she was, she had to admit. He was gone soon enough, off to tag his partner...whoever that was...
Marisol was alone again-
"Hai!" Kaori flew through the small tunnel that was in the ground, a very useful shortcut that Mac had taught her a while back. Kaori took second place and soon was out of sight. Just like Psymon.
"Ah!" Marisol couldn't believe it! The kid was still boarding after she had landed on top of her!?
Oh well, she had to admit, the kid had spirit. A hint of a smile crossed Marisol's face. Well, Kaori was always a bright happy kid. Maybe she does deserve t win this.
And Brodi could surely outrace Mac, right?
"That can't be right!" Mac yelled.
Eddie stared at him for a second, "Hey, man, you okay?"
Mac nodded, "Yeah,"
"What's wrong?"
"The officials are saying that someone broke the billboard TV and someone messed with Rahzel's booth,"
"Damn..."
"Yeah,"
They were approaching the second heat, nearing the final stretch. Psymon and Kaori were neck and neck, and neither seemed willing to back down. Psymon had replaced his helmet, not wanting anyone to know who he was.
The last ramp was ahead of them, and Psymon thought it best to use it as an advantage. It wasn't anything big, it was actually quite small.
He prepared to jump, bending his knees and nearing the ramp steadily. Kaori did the same, but knew that she couldn't do anything spectacular. Her side was throbbing madly and her wrist was irritating.
She didn't jump, but instead, jumped over the ramp. She winced in pain as she landed. Psymon did the same, catching speed. Kaori was just ahead of Psymon by an inch, but Psymon soon took the lead once again. The gates were in view, and Kaori could just make Mac out, standing there and watching her and Psymon in horror. Everyone was nervous. The second heat boarders were still in their gates, everyone staring back at the last slope. Time seemed to tick by slowly, and the anticipation grew.
All of the boarders could barely make out a figure in the distance. He jumped off the last slope and landed without any tricks.
"He's not trickin?"
"Kaori's hot on his tail!"
"Who is that?"
Everyone had their questions, but Mac was the first to figure out who it was. The mysterious boarder had black pants on and a straight jacket on. Even though Psymon Stark normally would wear his black or white tank, Mac knew no one would wear a straight jacket. No one but Psymon Stark.
"That's Psymon!" Mac shouted, "That's Psymon!"
"Kaori's right behind him!"
Mac gasped. Kaori was clutching her side with one hand and the other hand was tucked inside her jacket. She was tense, he could tell, as she tried feebly to pass Psymon. He knew she wouldn't make it, though. Psymon was one of the best boarders in the league.
"Who the hell is his partner?" Luther bellowed. His question was soon answered.
Psymon approached the gates and instead of slowing down, he slipped through one of the unused gates and screamed, "FRENCH TOAST AND SYRUUUUUUUP!" for the second time.
"What!?!" Luther roared, "He ain't go no partner!? That ain't fair!"
Mac was too busy watching Psymon to see Kaori coming at him. She fell in front of him and yelled in pain. "Kaori! Are you okay!?"
"Go! Go follow Psymon-san's shortcuts! Don't let him out of your sight!" Kaori gasped.
Mac nodded and pushed off the gates and followed Psymon, trying to keep him in view.
Kaori stared after the two, not sure who she wanted to win.
The next to come was Marisol. She was far behind the others, but Brodi pushed off nonetheless, determined to reserve the bronze for himself. Elise was right behind Marisol, and soon Brodi was being followed by an afro. All hope had been lost for the gold and silver, for they seemed to far out of reach.
Elise screamed at Eddie until her voice became low and raspy, "Go Eddie! You can do this!"
Moby followed four seconds after Eddie had pushed off and yelled, "Where's she?" To everyone's surprise, Zoe Payne had pushed off silently, going for the gold. "You win this for us, Zo!"
"When did Zoe and Psymon become eligible for this race!?" Luther roared.
"As long as they weren't partners with each other," Moby muttered, "And it seems Psymon has taken everything in his own hands, as I've heard,"
Kaori nodded. "He is his own partner!"
"What!?" Marisol shrieked, "That is cheating!"
JP came down the slope last, and Luther followed the trail the others had left behind. He knew all hope was ruined, but he hoped his strength could knock down a few.
"My coat is ruined!" JP exclaimed.
Moby glared at him, unable to contain his anger. "It's snow."
"Yellow snow!" JP cried, "Yellow snow!"
Kaori sighed as she was escorted to the First Aid station with Elise by her side. The billboard remained blank...
She could only imagine what was going on.
Mac was right on Psymon board...and accelerated.
Psymon, aggravated, pushed him unsuccessfully. He tried losing him, but Mac paid heed to Kaori's words.
Psymon couldn't believe Kaori had managed to tail him for so long. But he wasn't about to let some young punk beat him...
"You wanna stop humpin' my leg!?" Psymon shouted when Mac had followed him into a short narrow tunnel he had overlooked before.
"What did you do to Kaori during the race!?"
"Absolutely nothing! I helped her, that's all! And nearly lost my position to you dip shits, that's what!"
Mac was silent for a moment.
"I know what you're thinking!" Psymon yelled over his as they neared a jumped, "I only helped her cause she's an all right kid!"
Mac was determined to pass him, but to no avail. Psymon stopped being "Mister Nice Guy" as he liked to call himself and started roughing it up.
Mac passed him occasionally, but Psymon always took his spot back.
Psymon didn't like to be in 2nd place for more than two seconds, and he didn't feel like-
"YABBA DABBA DOO!!!"
Mac and Psymon yelled as Zoe bolted past the two of them out of no where.
Zoe had now taken the lead, followed closely by Psymon and Mac.