• POP! The car came to a stop. "Good going," Jeff anounced, " You just had to mess something up, didn't you?" "It wasnt my fault! Hey, you were the one stupid enough to go and slip on those rocks." Why does it always have to be me? he thought. Riley and his brother Jeff had gone out to the lake and were left by their father. Now its not what you think. Both of the boys had their license and their father had left them with the van. Their father had gone to get better reception on his phone because Jeff had injured himself. They were on the freeway and one of the back tires popped. "You gonna fix it?" Jeff asked in an irritated tone. "You know I can't do that by myself. Why did you have to go and break your leg?" Riley pondered the possibilities. He could hail one of the cars on the road, he could try to change out the tire, or he could try to get enough bars on his cell to call his dad. While in thought one of the cars pulled over and out stepped a young lady about his age. She had long wavy hair that almost looked like chocolate. "Hi, I'm Janis. Do you need any help? Looks like you've got a flat tire."