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Lincoln rode to school on the bike, it was the fastest he had ever done and the most dangerous.
There was just something about being on a bike and not wear a helmet or pads that felt dangerous and cool.
He felt hardcore like he was the bad boy in the movies even though in reality he was just ridding a bike.
He saw the School gates come into view and cycled to the bike rack, some of the early risers were already walking around the school grounds and Lincoln and his new bike definitely gained attention.
Lincoln got off the bike and heard a locking noise come from the bike but no bike lock, he shrugged and assumed the bike can handle itself.
He walked into school, his new appearance was shinning, he opened his locker and put books in before heading to Class, he sat down in his regular seat and a few minutes later, his classmates began pouring in.
Everybody looked very surprised to see him, there was a rumour that he died.
However, when the teacher was about to come in, they all heard a scream.
Lincoln didn't need to get up to see what was happening, he could see his bike trying to maul the Brattiest Kid in school from the window.
He didn't think he ever got the kids name.
Meanwhile, everybody else was shocked.
The guy was screaming. "I just wanted to ride it! Get this thing off of me!"
Somebody tried to help the boy, only for the bike to blind the person with dirt from its back wheel.
"Oh, my God." Said the teacher, where did this demon bike come from?
Lincoln finally got up and made his way outside only to see a crowd of kids outside, some teachers stayed in the classroom while others tried to defuse the situation and get the child away from the bike.
Everybody saw Lincoln too late.
"Wait. Stop. Don't hurt him" he called out.
The bike turned around.
Lincoln put his hands up and walked slowly to it.
"Stay back, child!" Said the principal.
However Lincoln continued forward before getting close enough to touch the seat.
The bike recognised him and the demon jaws it was sporting turned back into an innocent-looking skull.
The bike looked innocent once more.
"Sorry, everybody," he told those who were watching. "This is my bike, I should have brought a 'Do not touch sign', it's my bad. But you really shouldn't touch what doesn't belong to you"
He then went to the bike rack and parked it, but this time people could see the thing was evil.
He then went back inside and sat back at his desk like he didn't own a supernatural bike that didn't try to maul a kid just now.
People began to clear and things went back to normal except for the fact the bratty kid was taken to the nurses off to make sure he had no grounds to sue.
Lincoln noticed his classmates looking at him now, even Clyde but he ignored it.
His teacher came in and said. "It looks like Lincoln has returned"
"Yep. It was a massive family emergence but I'm back now" he said. "And I got a few new things...but it's okay"
She looked at him, everybody did.
And then she began class.
In class, Lincoln found that he could take in everything super clearly, what he had missed was suddenly appearing in his head like magic.
That was a very welcoming thing to discover.
Meanwhile, everybody was wondering, since when was he so knowledgable, the teacher asked a question and Lincoln answered it immediately.
All correct.
When break sounded, Clyde asked.
"Lincoln, what happened?" Said the boy.
"Clyde, old buddy. You're my best friend so It's okay to tell you." Said Lincoln before he said. "But first let's find a safe space"
And they did, behind a trash can he unleashed it when he was done, Clyde opened and closes his mouth.
"Wow. That's a lot to take in Lincoln" said Clyde and that's when the bell rang to end their break.
They entered the classroom and the class began, Lincoln continued his know it all streak all the way to lunch.
"Alright, it's lunchtime." Said the teacher and then everybody but Lincoln ran to the cafeteria.
He walked there and the moment he entered, kids turned to look at him, he sat down in a random seat and began to play on his Gameboy since there was nothing better to do.
The adults in the room noticed that he wasn't eating and it was pretty clear he was going to play video games until the bell rang.
The bell rang and Lincoln went to PE, he absolutely hated PE but when he started, he discovered another welcoming change.
His new body was a superstar athlete.
For the first time, he climbed the rope with ease, he rock climbed like a professional, he dodged like he was in the movies, he ran like his feet were on fire.
Everybody was shocked with his sudden miraculous physical ability and Lincoln flew out the door and rode all the way home when the bell rang to end the day, he was completely unaware that the school had called to ask about the demon bike and the fact they didn't see him eat.
However Lincoln didn't go home straight away, he found himself making his way to the arcade.
For the first time in his life, he had a full wallet and he didn't feel guilty about spending it on arcade games.
Not only that, he realised he could buy more than his monthly comic book and could get brand new video games with the money.
Was this what it's like to be Clyde? Not having to worry about money being split 13 ways?
This was awesome.
It was 4:45 when Lincoln finally wheeled into the garage with his sick new bike.
He stopped right beside Lynn who was about to ride her own bike.
"Woah. Where did you get the sweet bike?" Said Lynn junior.
"My bag," said Lincoln, getting off. "I thought, instead of waiting for Lori. I can ride it to school"
"Well, it's sweet," she said, she had a special eye for bikes who can handle a lot and this bike was screaming her name. "Can I ride it?"
With wings like this, who knows how much air she could get on it.
"Well, I don't see why-" he began, before a thought came to him that made him say. "Actually, no"
"No?" She said, not expecting that answer.
"Yeah, no. Lynn, this is my bike" he said. "It was brought for me, so it's mine and I know how rough you get. I don't want it to get run down. I want it to last a few years. I hope you understand"
He walked back to the house and then he made his way to the room to read comic books, however not even an hour in, the whole house heard.
"OW!"
It was bad timing that his parents happened to pull up at the exact same moment, he opened the door and for some reason took his time reaching the steps, when he finally came down, he saw the whole family carrying Lynn to the coach, her leg was bent in a weird way.
He didn't feel an overwhelming concern instead he felt a sick sense of satisfaction when he saw her leg.
He shook his head to clear that feeling as everybody worked together to get Lynn ice.
Anybody who glanced at the leg could tell it was clearly broken, it would have to be in a cast for a week or more.
"It's not that bad right?" Said Lynn, she begged somebody to lie to her but everybody was silent which confirmed her fears as she said. "It can't be broken! I have a baseball game this weekend!"
"What happened?" Said Lola, everybody knew how tough Lynn body was, it was going to take a lot to break her leg.
"It was Lincoln stupid demonic bike!" She said, pointing the finger at him.
Suddenly all eyes began to turn to him.
Oh, no.
"Demonic bike? What is she talking about, Lincoln?" Said Lynn senior.
However, it wasn't Lincoln who answered, next.
"Lincoln, spent the day on a bike from another world," said Lisa, adjusting her glasses.
"Is this true?" Said Rita, locking eyes with him.
Lincoln realised they were all looking at him now and said. "Well, yes. But only to get to school because I didn't want to wait for Lori to drive me" he saw Lori face and quickly said. "I told Lynn not to touch the bike. Its a magical bike"
"Well, that bike threw me and crushed my leg," said Lynn. "And now my sports dreams have been put on hold"
"And ignoring your sister's injuries. Who told you, you can use a magical bike?" Said Lynn Senior.
"That bike is dangerous. What if that thing turns the rider evil?" Said Rita. "You shouldn't have used it. So should have waited for your sister just to be safe"
"I-I-I" Lincoln stuttered.
"Apologise to your sister right now and you're banned from that bike," said Lynn Senior. "I also want to hear you apologise to Lori too."
"Yeah, Lincoln." Said Lori. "I work at the arcade. Do you know how hard it is, to be emotionally ready to put up with entitled people and snot-nosed kids? I need my mornings"
"If we have to wait, then you have to wait," said Lana.
"Yeah!" Said everybody else.
Everybody was mad.
They were towering over him, Lincoln felt the pressure to cave in, he just wanted peace in the house again.
But then something happened.
A sudden calmness washed over him and he said.
"Actually no"
That one sentence stopped all them in their tracks.
There was silence in the room.
"No?" Said his dad.
"No. I'm not apologising to that idiot who doesn't know what no means," he said, shocking them. "And I'm not handing over my bike, it's tied to my magical signature so go to hell. That bike is mine. It's brand new and it was given to me so I'm going to use it how I damn well please."
Everybody mouth was open but Lincoln was possessed by the God of backbone and continued.
"And I won't apologise to 'Miss, I'm talking to Bobby," he said, addressing Lori. "I'll apologise when she finally shut ups and gets in the god damn car. Because, if I had a choice which I now do, I wouldn't want to be in a car with her for 20 minutes." He turned from her and said. "And why should I go along with this family, chaos? My daily routine takes 15 minutes tops but what do you all do? You take your time and shove your quirks in the morning, making us all almost late. Do you think I enjoy arriving at school with diaper smelling hands because the mother of the house thinks coffee is more important than making such her baby is god damn ready in the morning"
Silence.
"And go ahead and punish me," he said. "All my stuff is magically protected and I can go out and buy new stuff if you take it away. I don't have to stay here, I have my other parents in Archwood. You people are so self-centred, you complain when I have something while at the same time, you want me to be your slave." Before he confessed and said. "Personally I hope Lynn's leg doesn't heal. My old body never healed right after all the times she's punched or knocked me to the ground. I still remember the times she sent me to the hospital. If she does heal, I await the day she hits me again because I would love to see her breathing out of a tube for a few months."
And then that backbone shattered and the power left him.
He saw all his family members faces.
He saw their fear.
Lincoln ran.
He ran to his room and locked the door.
"Was that me just now?" He said.
And scene!