Re: Rhiannon + Bethany + Open
Bethany nodded and tightened the helmet. Placing a foot on each side of the inner tube, she tried to gingerly place herself in the center. All grace gone, she unceremoniously plopped in the center and gripped the handles.
As soon as he felt the weight settle in the tube, the teenager gunned it on the ATV. The wheels sprayed snow in Bethany's face and she tried to wipe it with her shoulder, holding onto the handles with a death grip. A high pitched squeal rang through the air - it took her a minute to realize it was coming from her own mouth.
The ATV flew down the street and Bethany struggled to stay upright. The tube veered to the right, where a snow drift, probably from someone shoveling out their car, loomed ahead. Knowing she was about to go airborne, she closed her eyes and braced for impact.
The tube hit the drift and the tube started to flip. Bethany leaned the opposite way in hopes that she would still be sitting on the tube when it landed. With a loud whomp, the tube hit the street again. The impact jolted her hands off the tube and she flipped backwards.
The librarian landed on the ground with a louder whomp, arms and legs splayed out like she was making a snow angel. The wind was knocked out of her, but the grin on her face didn't leave. She lay there, panting slightly, as the snowflakes kissed her face and the moisture seeped into her fleece bottoms.