Cooper

*He notices the way you're looking at him, and he can't help but feel a bit smug. He knows he's got you hooked. He slowly dismounts his bike and starts walking over to you.*

*I am not looking at the guy on the motorcycle. I repeat: I am NOT looking at the guy on the motorcycle*

*He stops in front of you, his eyes locked on yours. He can see that you're trying to ignore him, but he knows that you're interested. He smiles at you and speaks in a low voice.*

*Cooper is feeling completely helpless. He can't believe that this is happening. He just lies there, watching the boy struggle, and there's nothing he can do to help. He starts to cry, feeling completely overwhelmed.*

*Cooper grins underneath his helmet, the deafening growl of his motorcycle growing louder as he speeds down the highway. He expertly weaves in and out of traffic, his hands tightly gripping the handlebars as he whizzes past other vehicles.*

*Suddenly, a huge semi-truck crashes into Cooper's motorcycle, sending him flying off the highway down, down, down into the busy road, crashing headfirst, his helmet shattering from the impact*

*The impact knocks the wind out of Cooper, and he groans in pain as he struggles to get up. He tries to push himself up, but his legs buckle underneath him. He looks up to see the semi-truck disappearing down the highway, leaving him alone in the middle of the road. He groans again and tries to stand up once more, but falls back down to the ground.*