...ng at Pete, who quickly climbs off the table. She has the voice of a Drill Sergeant when she’s angry, but the demeanor & body of an angel when you’re on her good side.
“Mom’s a little torn up about it.” P.J. says. “She liked having friends living right across from her.”
“Yeah, now we got to move to Siberia.” Max says. “I haven’t even left my mark here in Spoonerville. No one will remember me or anything I did.” He sighs, feeling that he will be forgotten here. But a moment later, his frown turns into a smile; a smile that P.J. doesn’t like.
“Wait, Max,” he says. “Whatever you’re thinking?”
“I’m thinking that I’m about to go down in Spoonerville history.” Max says. “Get all of the nerds from school that you can, and meet me down at the Lumberyard. I just had a hell of an idea.”
2 Hours Later…
A giant ramp is set up across the street facing the front of the school. Behind the school, dozens of kids are holding a giant trampoline, ready to catch anyone that falls. At the top of the ramp, Max stands with his Skateboard and helmet, ready to make history. He puts his helmet on when suddenly; he sees P.J. climbing up to join him.
“NO! Max! Don’t do it.” He says. “It’s not worth it.”
“Yes it is, P.J.” Max says. “I’m not going to b...