Write a Book in a Day 2017

Judge Judie set to work on the bicycles. He worked and worked, until he came to a pink, glittery bike, with streamers coming off the handlebars, which he wrongly presumed was pinky’s. It turned out to be Michael’s. His mother had offloaded Pinky’s old bike onto her son when she had outgrown the cupcake shaped bell. As the contestants began the cycling stage of the triathlon, Judge Judie sat down, expecting a good show and prosperous future of his career, free of public ridicule. When Pinky approached the water mains, oblivious to his mistake, Judge Judie began to cheer. He stood up, absolutely ecstatic, scream- ing as she passed the wreckages of the other athletes’ bikes. His timing could- n’t have been worse. As he reached the height of his applause, Pinky reached the water main, and skidded to the side of the course. Then, out of the blue, in last place, came michael, streamers and all. He seamlessly rode over the mains and made it to the running track, suddenly in first place. Judge Judies’ heart stopped. He knew exactly what he was in for.