biking’s not about what you wear. It’s about how you
ride. Don’t worry, not all the kids in the club at Hopgood wear cycling gear.”
“They don’t?” Will didn’t quite believe this. Anytime he’d watched bikers on TV, they’d been wearing skintight, shiny outfits,
and so had the bikers who’d nearly run him and Danny down.
“Nope. Gail doesn’t, for one, and she’s the club president. Look, forget about it for now. Trust me. On the other hand, you
are gonna want knee andelbow pads, and good gloves, too. Trust me on this one, folks. He needs protective gloves.”
“We’ll pick them out while you ring us up,” Will’s dad said as they went back into the main showroom. “And thanks again, Julian.
You’ve been great.”
“Yes, indeed,” Will’s mom agreed.
“Thanks, Julian,” Will said.
“Hey, come on in anytime for some free pointers,” Julian said. “Don’t worry — Mr. Diamond won’t fire me for being slow. He
knows I’m good at what I do.”
He gave Will a wink and a big, gap-toothed grin.
The hours flew by until two-thirty the following afternoon. Will went and got his bike from the rack by the school athletic
field. It was easy to spot — the shiniest, coolest-looking one, as far as he was concerned.
He walked it over to the gym doors, and there was Gail Chen, waiting with two other girls for the rest of the club to show
up.
“Hi!” She waved, motioning him to hurry over. “This is Will, everybody. He’s our newest member. Will, this is Juliette Travis,
and this is Candy McGeachie.”
“Hi,” Juliette said, nodding to Will. She was already sitting on her bike, her blond hair tied back, and her helmet tilted
back on her head, unfastened for now. Neither she nor Gail were wearing biking outfits, just jeans tied up at the ankles and
old sneakers.
“Hiya, Will,” Candy said with a wave and a grin. “We know each other from French class,” she explained to Gail and Juliette.
“Isn’t Mrs. Dumont fun?”
Will was a little surprised at her friendliness. Candy and her twin brother Mitch were really popular kids. Everyone always
wanted to sit with them at lunch. Come to think of it, Juliette was head cheerleader, and her boyfriend was the quarterback
of the school’s football team. This was much more of an “in-crowd” than Will was used to hanging out with. When Will had heard
they were in the bike club, he wasn’t sure what to expect. But Candy was making him feel like one of them already, and he
relaxed.
“I like when Mrs. Dumont goes like this.” He pursed his lips, like he was a fish, the way Mrs. Dumont did when she was teaching
them how topronounce certain French words. Candy giggled, and Gail and Juliette joined her.
“Where’s Mitch?” Will asked Candy.
“Mitch? He’s probably hanging out with Ace, as usual,” Juliette said.
“Mitch, like, worships Ace,” Gail said with a sigh.
“So does Candy,” Juliette added.
“I do not!” Candy said, blushing and giving Juliette an elbow. But Will could see from the way they all giggled that it must
be true.
Just then, Mitch and Ace, along with another boy, came down the path, walking their bikes. Ace was wearing dark blue and silver
biking gear from head to toe. His leather jacket was slung over both shoulders. He looked totally cool, and confidence oozed
from his every pore.
The other two boys’ outfits didn’t suit them quite so well, but they still strutted as if they were on top of the world. One
was a very tall boy with a buzz cut, and the other, with blond hair down to his shoulders, was Candy’s twin brother Mitch.
“It’s the three stooges,” Juliette quipped, her eyes twinkling. “About time, you guys.”
“Hey, we had to get changed, right?” Ace said.
“Right,” the tall boy agreed. “Gotta look good out there. All new outfits for the new season.”
“Steve Barrad, this is Will Matthews,” Gail introduced them. “And Ace Diamond.