Becca watched her older brother swing one of his long legs over the seat of the bicycle and tighten the strap on his helmet. "Aw, come on, Becca. You should come with us. It's SUCH a beautiful day". Becca shook her head firmly, blonde curls bouncing as she did so. The last time she'd been mountain-biking with her brother Scotty, she'd fallen off at a steep section of the hill. A group of boys at the bottom had laughed and laughed, and said awful things about how girls couldn't ride. 🍓 Запрещённое в…