He stood at the edge, gazing across the city, remembering 5 years ago when he made this first jump. He remembered realizing there were people below. He hadn’t considered there’d be an audience to watch him fall on his face. Until that moment, the idea of running across buildings hadn’t scared him one bit. His friend had stood watching him before calling, “This is an easy jump! You can’t stop at the edge of every building. You’re gonna need to keep moving, gather up some speed in order to make bigger jumps.” For a moment, he had hesitated, questioning this new friend and his crazy ideas.
“Hey! You forget something?” Jaime had circled back and looked up at him.
“Nah, man,” Alan clenched his fists to prevent tears from welling, “Just trying to memorize the view. Tomorrow I won’t be in this city.”
“Freeloader. That scholarship is buying a whole new group and a different city of tricks,” Jaime started moving. “Last one to the pier buys the sodas!”