On a day like any other, the group was walking to class. Those present were Mathias, Samantha, Erin and James. They were five blocks away from the school.

- I bet they can't beat me running to school. - said Erin, defiantly.

- ...What? - said James.

- Let's race to school! - shouted Erin, excited.

- Hey Erin. - said Sam. - This... We're not kids anymore, you shouldn't...

- Okay. - said Mat, with a serious face.

- That's it! Anyone else in? - said Erin.

- That's... I'll... No thanks. - whispered Sam.

- I understand. What about you, James?

- Me? I'm sorry, Erin, but I don't want to show up sweaty to class. - James said, with a so-so excuse.

- Okay, so it's just you and me then, Mat. - Erin said, excited.

- Ok, let's get started. - Mat said and... They started running.

They sped away in an instant.

- What?! - Sam.

- They really are fast. - James said. - That's why I don't want to race them either.

- They're... That's amazing! They look like Olympic athletes! - said Samantha at the sight of something so impressive, at least to her... And to me.

- Plus... They compete for everything. They almost always do this, I don't know if you noticed.

(James drawing for you-know-what.)

- I did... But... Wow, this is different... They're like two little kids.

- I suppose it is, ha. - James said, while scratching the back of his head. - For you this is amazing, and stupid too, I guess, but for me it's the usual, and almost always fun to watch.

- Yeah... Wait, what do you mean, almost always? - Sam said to him.

Sam and James arrived at school ten minutes later, and despite everything, Erin and Mat weren't tired at all. Erin beat him, as usual.