Nick and Rick approached the skate ramp with their skateboards tucked up under their arms.
“You sure about this, Nick?” Rick asked.
“Of course, dude. I’ve been practicing for weeks. Just watch me. I’ll nail that move this time.”
Rick watched as Nick mounted his skateboard and started doing some tricks on the ramp. He started with some simple flips, including some kickflips and kickback flips, then started to ride his board up and down the sides of the ramp, building up speed for some aerial tricks.
Rick watched, impressed, as Nick pulled off a couple of air tricks. Nick noticed and managed to flash him a grin and thumbs-up on his way by, as if to say “See, what’d I tell you?”
But just as he was coming down the side of the ramp after his next trick, he somehow landed wrong and went tumbling down the side of the ramp, his skateboard slowly rolling to a stop near him.
Rick ran to his side. He didn’t think the fall had looked that bad, and they were both wearing some padding. “Aw, did ickle Nicky take a fall?” Rick said jokingly as he knelt beside his friend.
“Shut up, dude, and help me up, will you?” Nick said from where he lay facedown at the bottom of the ramp.
Rick turned Nick over and was about to grab his arm to help him up when he noticed his leg. “Aw, dude! Your leg! Ick! I think I’m gonna be sick!”
“What are you talking about, dude?” Nick asked, then looked at his leg. His shin bone had broken clean through the skin. “Aw, dude! I think I’m gonna be sick, too.” The pain of the break finally registered and he grimaced. “Ugh! Hurry and go call an ambulance, man!”
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “ick”: