Here’s another short story for the weekly prompt competition at Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, which runs from Monday to Monday with a maximum word count of 175 words. Thank you for reading and enjoy!
Billy was too young to notice. He gargled on the back seat as they flew under the trees, his head lulling and his feet only barely moving in the circular peddling movement.
I wasn’t too young, though. I noticed.
The biggest one was astride a moped, bright red and stunning, whilst the others were all sat about on racing bikes or BMXs. They stared hard as we approached on our two-person cycle, blocking the school gates.
I could see them sneering, just waiting to crack that next joke and see my eyes sparkle with tears. I glanced back at Billy, who was still completely oblivious to the situation.
I sighed, and then made my decision. In one move, I heaved the handlebars around and peddled straight through the undergrowth towards a back alley that I hoped would lead out to the old theme park.
“Where are we going?” piped up Billy. I ignored him, eyes set on the old carousel. How would it be if I just kept on peddling?
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