Tight by Torrey Maldonado

Author:Torrey Maldonado
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2018-09-03T16:00:00+00:00

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Later, at night, me and Mike chill in my room. We watch The Flash on the CW.

We’re on the edge of my bed, not making a sound and not moving a muscle. It’s like we don’t breathe when Flash is on because this show is that fuego.

Right now, Flash faces off with an evil speedster, the Reverse Flash. Zoom is another evil speedster that Flash sometimes has to stop.

Flash is the man. No doubt.

I wish I could move like him. Maaan, the stuff I would do!

Flash and Reverse Flash stare at each other for a second, but it feels mad long. Then CRAAAACK! Electric sparks fly off Reverse Flash, and he disappears out of sight. He is a bolt of red light blurring faster than fast through the city. Flash’s body crackles a blinding electric spark, and soon, he’s a yellow blur right behind Reverse Flash. All these sparks spark off them as their arms and legs blur the way things blurred when we train-surfed.

“You see those sparks?” I point at the TV screen.

“Yeah.”

“That’s how that train track lit up today.”

“Word.” Mike grins. “I never put that together.”

“That’s me and you, bruh.” I nod at Flash. “We were moving like Flash.”

He gets competitive for no reason. “But in a real race, I’d body you.”

“You killed it. I’m just having fun, comparing.”

He stays competitive and the look on his face matches Reverse Flash on TV. His smile reminds me of when I waxed him in Ms. Pac-Man at the arcade. Back then, I wasn’t sure if he was fake-smiling, but right now, I’m sure he is. He’s all teeth with serious eyes. He says, “Yeah, Bryan, I know you just comparing us to the show. But you know you dumb slow, right? And I’d body you in a race?”

I feel myself get annoyed. I practice Ma’s advice. I take a deep breath and change the subject. “How much electricity was in that train track?”

“More than six hundred volts.” He chuckles. “I could picture you touching it and it frying you. Zaap.” He laughs at his wack joke. “Ha! You’d be Kentucky Fried Bryan. Zaaaap.”

I deep-breathe again.

I stand and grab my remote and crank up the volume to The Flash.

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