Written by Merf, Stu B., Amelia O., Nic L., Don C., Chris O., Cara L., Val O., M.L.
“What is that?” Kaitlyn asked, gasping wide-eyed at the machine floating a couple of feet off the floor. It looked like pictures she had seen of motorcycles, but it had no wheels. It's engine roared quietly with a thrum of power and she could see the heat trails coming out of exhaust ports on the sides and bottom.
“That,” Song told her with a grin, “Is a gravity-bike.”
“It's all yours for an hour.” Song told her.
“Brilliant,” Kaitlyn replied. “Hop on. I'll ride on the back.”
With a wicked smile, Song took the handlebars. Kaitlyn ensconced herself on the passenger seat, her boots digging into the titanium-alloy sides. Song slid her communicator out of it's sheath, making a show of checking the time. Then she tossed it away. “It'll still be there when I get back,” she said. “We're gonna be having too much fun to answer any comms, anyway.”
“And going too fast to hear it!” Kaitlyn added.
Song twisted the shifter on the handlebar and the bike sped away. Kaitlyn held onto her friend tightly, reacting to the sudden lurch forward.
They flew down the grassy hill. Kaitlyns grip on her friend tightened as they took a sharp turn at the bottom of the hill, and she let out a joyful laugh. “Can it go any faster?”
Song only grinned in response to the question and twisted the shifter on the handlebar again. The gravity-bike growled beneath them as it doubled its speed. With each turn Song made, the bike threatened to throw them.
At the bottom of the hill, Song did something unexpected. Instead of turning to follow the shoreline, Like she would have on a normal cycle, she raced out across the lake. The fishermen in the boats she raced past yelled angrily at them, but their crys were drowned out by the roar of the engine.
Song cut back and forth, spraying water first on one side with the gravitics, and then the other. Kaitlyn laughed, reaching out her hand, trying to catch the spray, but failing as the spray was forced away.
Grinning to herself, Song pulled back on the bars and the bike shot up into the sky. Kaitlyn whooped and grabbed Song tighter as the bike threatened to dump her off the back.
She leaned to Song's ear, “I always wanted to fly!”
“Hold on!” Song yelled back. She reached down and fiddled with some switches. Kaitlyn felt her feet and legs grow heavy. “Now, let go!”
It sounded crazy, but if she knew anything by now, it was that she could trust Song with her life. Slowly she released her grip and lifted her hands high, feeling the rushing wind through her fingers.
She screamed with delight and laughed louder than she ever had before. She leaned back, letting her hair whip through the air. She closed her eyes. She was flying.
Higher and higher they went. As they cleared the top of some clouds, Kaitlyn was mesmerized by the beauty. They shone a beautiful silver-white in the moonlight, illuminating the sky. Song looked back at her and they shared a joyous smile as Song angled the bike back down to earth. The two girls laghed and laghed and laghed the two becam best frinds for eve