Four Months Later

"Come on, Tyler. You can't be that slow." I teased Tyler as I pedaled my bike through the trees surrounding track towards the park.

Tyler, who was behind me, chuckled. "Slow? You'll see about that." He answered. I grinned widely at his comment as I continued to pedal. Of course, I had cheated when I rode off before him when we had started the race two minutes ago.

A minute after that, we reached the park. I got off my bike and parked it and turned to face him. "Yes, I won!" I shouted in victory as Tyler got from his bike. "Better luck next time, Tyler."...