The Disturbance

I had plans with my friend the night my sister and dad were going out. Before my dad left we said we wanted to ride the ATV’s. We threw on a pair of old jeans and sneakers. Leading her out the door, I handed her a helmet and strapped it on for her.

    “How do I work it?” I showed her gas, brake, and how to turn the machine on and off. She turned the key and hit the gas, nothing.

    “Try again.” I say. Again she turns the key and hits the gas. The ATV starts up. I see her take off so I jump on another ATV and we ride.

     “You know what we should do?” she asks

    “Huh?”

    “Go on the road!” She smiles at me. I shut down the engine and ask my dad if it would be okay. He nodded his head yes and we go. Up and down. Up and down. After about half an hour of screaming and laughing, we decide it’s time to go in. We park the ATV’s into the garage.

    In the backyard, we jump on the trampoline showing off some of our best tricks. I show her my front tuck, round off, and handstand. She shows me her hand stand, front handspring, and attempts a front tuck. We see a police car pull into the neighborhood.

    “Why do you think they are here?” she asks

    “Sometimes they pull around to make sure there isn’t anything weird happening,” I say.

    Two more pull in. They pull up to my house. I freeze, butterflies fill my stomach. What did we do? My dad goes out to see them and they start talking, about ten minutes later he comes in. And he says we aren’t allowed on the road anymore.

     Apparently, it’s a “disturbance”. We are only aloud to ride them, in general, between the hours of six and nine. And the cops pulled away...leaving us behind upset with my neighbor.