The next few days are gonna be busy for me. Today I start working on the forms for my name change, and I’ll have dinner with a friend. Tomorrow I visit my therapist for probably the last time, just to show her how I’m doing. And Friday I start preparing for the trip back to The Burg, and maybe drop off my papers with the Clerk of the Court to get my name change process rolling.
Oh, and probably wash panties, ’cause clean panties are a must.
And writing, too. Since putting up a post a while back saying I was a bit burned out on writing, I’ve been hitting it hard, and yesterday was another twelve hundred fifty word day, with four hundred thirty-four written in the morning and eight hundred and ten written before going to bed. I’ve inched up over eighty-nine thousand words, and it’s highly possible that I’ll hit ninety thousand tonight or tomorrow. No matter what, I’ll be there before heading back to the other casa on Saturday.
The lights turned green and the race is underway, but not all is rainbows and unicorns with Team Cernunnos–
(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015 by Cassidy Frazee)
Almost fifteen minutes into the race, half way through the fifth lap—the third on the Green Line—and Kerry wasn’t in a good mood. It wasn’t due to running a bad race: it was due to having a couple of teammates who, in his opinion, were acting like enormous douche rockets.
The first lap went without incidence. When they crossed over to the Blue line it was with a Ceridwen flier in first, Manco in second, and Darius in third, while Penny, Alex, and Kerry held and and traded off sixth, seventh, and eighth with the remaining four positions firming in Ceridwen’s possession. Through this lap and the next on the Green Line, Penny, Alex, and Kerry began pushing their way forward, so by the time they began the fourth lap—the second on the Blue Line—they’d moved into forth, fifth, and six positions, and were rapidly gaining on Manco and Darius, who’d managed to pull far ahead while the girls and Kerry fought through Ceridwen fliers surrounding them.
That’s when the trouble began.
By the time they’d rounded Observatory Bend and turned onto Skyway, the trio had second and third place in their sights. Being the quickest of the trio, Penny made her move on Darius as they flew through Back Path and began her pass, but he threw a block which nearly put in into the safety barrier. She attempted two more passes, and each time Darius—who didn’t appear nearly as fast as Penny—threw a vicious block, forcing her to fall back and regroup.
As they entered the Green Line for the last time it became obvious that Darius and Manco were doing everything they could to protect their podium positions, and they weren’t about to let their teammates by, even if one, two, or all were faster. Penny grew frustrated with the attitude, and in The Esses she tried her best to make her way around Manco, who then nearly wrecked her in Polar Jump, which made Alex and Kerry scramble to keep from running into Penny.
The problem wasn’t just in the front, either. Once Penny, Alex, and Kerry had made their way around the other Ceridwen fliers, they’d put them several seconds behind. That was no longer the case: those fliers were closing fast, and with a lap and a half remaining, Kerry figured that the guy’s efforts to keep their lower lever teammates away from what they saw as their podium wins could result in Cernunnos losing the podium and most other points positions.
In technical racing terms, what the boys are doing is known as “acting like dicks”. They’re so hell-bent on getting a top three–here known as “getting a podium” because at the end of the race those in the top three stand on a podium and get recognized–they’ll blow everything, including the race itself. Rather than looking at the big picture, they’re looking at fame and glory, both of which are fleeting. I’ve seen this happen in races before, and it’s truly an embarrassment when someone not only crashes and burns their own race, but they bring their team down in the process.
In case you were wondering, in the Salem school system there are individual points, and those points accumulate into overall Coven points. So a flier from, say, Ceridwen, can win a lot of races, but if two other fliers from, say, Cernunnos, keep getting the second and third place finishes, it’s likely you could have an Individual Champion from Ceridwen, while the Team Coven Champion would be Cernunnos. Are you racing for the team, or for yourself? Manco and Darius are definitely racing for themselves.
This is not sitting well with the new Cernunnos Troika:
Heading towards Northwest Passage Penny flipped up her visor and began yelling to Kerry and Alex. “These idjits are pissing me off. I’ve had enough of this shite.”
Kerry checked his review as they began the turn leading to West End and saw the full pack of Ceridwen fliers round Polar Turn and advance towards them. “We gotta do something, or we’re gonna get a real fight on the last lap.”
Penny nodded. “Then we gotta do something.”
They reached West End and began to accelerate. “There’s only one thing to do—”
“We gotta bum rush these guys.”
This brought a gleam into Penny’s eyes. “Out of Reservoir?”
He nodded. “That would be a good place.”
Alex—who’d pulled closer to Kerry so she could hear the conversation, yelled out her thoughts. “I don’t know this bum rush, but it sounds like we take action.”
Kerry glanced at her as the trio accelerated down West End. “We do.”
“Then I’ll work with you.”
“We work as a team.” Penny set back in her saddle. “When we come out of Reservoir, we move on those tossers. Alex, you take the outside; Kerry, you go up the middle. I’ll take the inside.”
He was already visualizing what would happen. “Got it.”
Alex nodded. “As do I.”
“Good.” Penny slapped down her visor. “We do it on my mark.” She leaned towards her handlebars. “Let’s make this happen.”
They flew together in formation the rest of the way down West End and into Sunset Boulevard, only breaking up as they zipped through Double Dip, reforming as they negotiated Double Back and Cove Lane. Kerry readied himself for Reservoir, a tricky turn that beginners found difficult to time, but which he found to be one of the more fun, semi-technical turns on the Green Line. It swept right out of Cove Lane, rising and dropping over the Cove Reservoir path before turning back to the left, once more flying up over the path before dropping down into the long, fast curve known as Gloucester Bend.
They completed the first flyover as Penny spoke. “We ready?”
Kerry nodded once. “Ready.”
They started up into the last flyover when Alex spoke. “Ready.”
“Okay, then . . .” They began their drop through the elevation gate towards the ground. “Let’s get ‘em. Go, GO.”
That’s where I left it, with Penny, Alex, and Kerry about to put the moves on the older boys and take this race to them. Because sometimes you just gotta give someone the bumper and push them out of the way–or into a wall if there’s one nearby.
And so you can see where this stuff is happening, I even made pictures! First, Observatory Bend and Skyway:
Then Back Path, where Penny was getting blocked.
Polar Jump, Northwest Passage, and the start of the West End, where everything started coming to a head.
And finally Reservoir, when they make their move.
Reservoir is also where, during the Day of the Dead, Emma and Kerry rejoined the Green Line on their way to The Diamond. And we remember how well that turned out.
Let’s hope this time things are better for Kerry.