"Balance? You mean like when I have to balance on my skateboard?" Sammy asked him as she followed him to his place. "And you sure your mom be okay with me borrowing her bike I don't want to upset her." She said to him with her hands in her pocket.
"Yeah, I'm sure she'll be fine with it," said Andre. He opened his door, and it was a rerun of yesterday. However, Goliath merely growled at Sammy instead of barking at her. "Hey, Mom, could Sam borrow your bike?" he asked. "Just so long as she doesn't take it apart and sell it for scrap!" his mother said from the kitchen. She was preparing a sandwich for herself.
Sammy looked at Goliath and tilted her head before bending down and petting his head. "You are a silly little dog Goliath." She said as she waited for Andre as she kept petting the little dog and scratched behind his ears. She listened to him and his mother talk about the bike and Sammy looked at Andre weird. "Have you taken a bike apart and sell it for scraps?" She asked as she looked at him finding that hard to believe right now.
"Oh." Was all Sammy said feeling embarrassed now for thinking it was true. "Yeah thank Andre he threw Goliath into my arms the first time I came here." She said as she got Goliath on his back and rubbed his belly a little. She liked dogs a lot for they were one of the few creatures that want to become her friend.
Goliath wrapped his front paws around Sammy's hand. "What have I said, Andre?" his mother asked. "He's a little guy, so I need to be careful," sighed Andre.
Sammy laughed a little when Goliath wrapped his little paws around her hand. "Ok you are a silly little dog." She said with a smile as she used her other hand to rub his belly as she listened to the two. "Hey good thing I have good hand eye coordination I was able to catch him very fast." She said as she had fun playing with Goliath and wishing she had a dog, though is she got one she would want the dog to be big.
"Well even if he survived being clipped by a car he's not Underdog." Andre nodded in agreement. "I'm gonna teach Sam how to ride a bike," he said. "She lived a sheltered childhood."
"Sheltered does not even begin to describe it." Sammy said for her grandmother just hatered her with er ever fiber of her body. Sammy got her hand back from Goliath and gave him one last belly rub before she got up and stretched her arms up a little causing her shirt to lift up showing a really bad scar on her back. "Well i am ready to go if you are ready to go Andre." she said to him.
Sammy nodded and waved bye to his mother and Goliath as she left the house with him. "I still can't believe I am going to learn how to bike it should be fun." She said with a small smile for she loved doing new things. "But where are am I going to learn to ride a bike?" She asked for she was still new at this.
Sammy followed him to the cabin and was excited when he pulled out his mothers old bike. "Oh this is so exciting." She said very happy as she took the bike and swinged her leg over the big so she could sit on it but this part she had no clue at what to do.
Sammy looked at him when he said that. "No she didn't I don't remember how I got the scar honestly one day I woke up in the hospital and the scar was there because I had it before I move in with my grandparents." Sammy explained to him for it was true. "I just don;t know how the doctors never really told me anyhting."
"Sure but can we learn to ride bikes first I really really want to learn." Sammy said to him for she really was interested in learning how to ride a bike. For that was ten time more interesting to her at the moment. "So can we ride bikes please."
Sammy laughed when he ruffed her hair and was happy to finally learn how to ride a bike. Once he helped her get on and balance she got a little nervous because she was afraid to start moving. "I am sared to move now all of a sudden I really don't want to fall." She said to him for she truely was nervous.
"I know how to get past that," said Andre. "Start pedaling." He placed a hand on Sam's back, near her shoulder, and another gripping the part of the seat she wasn't sitting on.