The Photo
It was Drew’s 9th birthday and he had just received the greatest present a kid could ever receive. Some would say it was just a bike, but to Drew it was much more than just a bike. This bike was freedom. It was exhilaration. It was street cred. It was a black and white Carrera Vengeance Junior Mountain Bike. Made from sleek, lightweight aluminium, it had 21 gears, powerful disc breaks for superior braking and 24 inch lightweight alloy wheels with Vee Crown Gem tyres. It was quite simply the coolest bike any boy his age could possibly ask for. And it was all his.
Luckily for Drew, his birthday fell on a Saturday this year, so he didn’t have to wait to take his bike for a spin. His parents wanted to go to a nearby park with him, but that wasn’t what he had in mind at all. No, he wanted to go for a ride around the block on his own. His parents were a bit sceptical, but in the end decided to let him do it. He could ride to the bottom of their road, turn right four times and end up back home in five minutes. His mum lent him her mobile phone, just in case he did somehow have an accident and needed their help.
So his parents waved to him from the gate of their front garden, then went back inside their house to wait for him. Drew set off on his Carrera Vengeance, feeling like the king of the roads (though technically he was cycling on the pavement). At the bottom of his road, he turned right. At the end of that short road, he was just about to turn right again when he saw his friend Michael entering a newsagent on the other side of the road. He knew he should continue on his lap around the block, his parents were literally waiting for him… but he had to go show his new bike to his friend, right? He had to. So he crossed the main road (carefully) and pedalled over to the shop.
When he got to the shop door, he suddenly realised he had no bike lock with which to secure his bike outside. Okay, so he’d just wait outside for a minute until Michael came out. Maybe he’d tell his parents he went around the block twice? But as he was waiting outside the shop, he suddenly heard the sound of a few men shouting inside. He looked though the shop window and was shocked to see two men wearing ski masks shouting at the man behind the till. One of the men had a knife, the other a baseball bat. The shop was getting robbed!
Drew jumped away from the window, not wanting to be seen. What should he do? What could he do? Mum had given him her phone, so he knew he could call the police. But no way they’d arrive fast enough to stop the robbery. And his friend was still in there. What if Drew didn’t do anything and the men hurt Michael for some reason? Just then, in a flash of inspiration, he had an idea. Before he could give it another thought, he entered the shop. Everyone turned to look at him. He quickly held up his mum’s phone and took a picture of the two robbers.
“Hey, I got your picture, dumbos! I’m going to the police with it!” he shouted at them, then ran out the door and jumped on his bike.
“What the… get him!” one of the robbers shouted.
Drew began to pedal away like his life depended on it. It might. One of the robbers ran after him on foot, the other jumped in a car. Drew had never been so scared in his whole life, but he believed in his Carrera Vengeance. Nothing could catch him as long as he was riding this bad boy.
How will he outrun the robbers?
Where can he head to that they’ll have trouble following him?
Do the robbers somehow get arrested in the end? Or is it enough that he lured them away from his friend?