The two jumped down from the window and ran while holding each other's hand. Darryl took him to where he parked his bike and stopped. He let go of Keith's hand and took his spare helmet. Darryl turned to him and put the helmet on.
"You won't say where we are going?" Keith asked.
"No," Darryl said and gave him a lopsided smile. "Was the helmet too big? Or are you feeling uncomfortable?" he added. Keith shook his head.
"It fits perfectly," Keith said.
"Good, then let's get going," Darryl said and hopped on the big. Keith waited for him, and when Darryl signed him to get on, he got on. Darryl started the bike, and Keith put his hands on his shoulder.
"Not there," Darryl said.
"What?" Keith asked, confused, as it was his first time on a bike.
"Here," Darryl said and put his hands
