"Fine, I will." The contraption was a suspended rectangle a little bigger than the average human being. I stood up on the platform and strapped my legs in. Then took hold of the two handles. Immediately I was flipped upside down and I could hear Jake and Martin laughing. One of them came up behind me and started giving me gentle pushes so that my upside down suspended body began to sway like a pendulum.
"Get me down assholes." I could hear them laughing behind me. "Seriously I think I'm going to throw up."
"That's gross dude." I could hear the sounds of boxing glove clad punches
"Oh shit Jake, the mall cops are here - we should get out of here."
"Don't leave me you assholes."
"okay - help me get the workout expert out of that fucking thing." They unstrapped my feet and my body came down on the ground with a loud thud.
"God Damn it, my god damn head."
"Shut the hell up dude we need to leave - now." The mall cops were pushing their way past customers as they stormed up the escalator.
"Hold on I've got this." I rode the bicycle to the top of the escalator and jumped off. The bike caused one hell of a ruckus.
"You crazy son of a bitch." Jake's grin split his face in two.
"Let's get moving." I said. We ran down the upwards escalator and passed the mall cops midway down. We were flipping the bird and laughing - egging them on. They hurriedly tried to turn around and make their way back to the bottom floor but we were already too far gone. We ran out of the back of the store and climbed the chain link fence. Back in the woods we made our way to the circle of stumps were we had left our bikes.
"Oh my God dude, i don't know if I can make it back. I'm still real high."
"Think about how much fun bombing the hills will be though." Jake's eyes were droopy and his brown hair stood up in wild tufts. "Besides, we kinda fucked that place up, we should probably get out of here." We agreed.
Riding my bike all the way home left me with a mixture of excitement and terror. It wasn't the actual hills that were scary. The hills were the best part, picking up so much speed that your clothes flutter behind you and your hair is blown back. Who couldn't like that? No, it was the stretch before the hill - right as you see it crest - and you have to prepare yourself for the dive. Prepare yourself for the speeding car which might be hurtling up the wrong lane - ready to leave you just another
"Get me down assholes." I could hear them laughing behind me. "Seriously I think I'm going to throw up."
"That's gross dude." I could hear the sounds of boxing glove clad punches
"Oh shit Jake, the mall cops are here - we should get out of here."
"Don't leave me you assholes."
"okay - help me get the workout expert out of that fucking thing." They unstrapped my feet and my body came down on the ground with a loud thud.
"God Damn it, my god damn head."
"Shut the hell up dude we need to leave - now." The mall cops were pushing their way past customers as they stormed up the escalator.
"Hold on I've got this." I rode the bicycle to the top of the escalator and jumped off. The bike caused one hell of a ruckus.
"You crazy son of a bitch." Jake's grin split his face in two.
"Let's get moving." I said. We ran down the upwards escalator and passed the mall cops midway down. We were flipping the bird and laughing - egging them on. They hurriedly tried to turn around and make their way back to the bottom floor but we were already too far gone. We ran out of the back of the store and climbed the chain link fence. Back in the woods we made our way to the circle of stumps were we had left our bikes.
"Oh my God dude, i don't know if I can make it back. I'm still real high."
"Think about how much fun bombing the hills will be though." Jake's eyes were droopy and his brown hair stood up in wild tufts. "Besides, we kinda fucked that place up, we should probably get out of here." We agreed.
Riding my bike all the way home left me with a mixture of excitement and terror. It wasn't the actual hills that were scary. The hills were the best part, picking up so much speed that your clothes flutter behind you and your hair is blown back. Who couldn't like that? No, it was the stretch before the hill - right as you see it crest - and you have to prepare yourself for the dive. Prepare yourself for the speeding car which might be hurtling up the wrong lane - ready to leave you just another
