LEAVING TOWN

Tilly ran as fast as she could. She ran to the entrance of the mall, where her board was parked. She had plugged it into the powerpoint that was located in the hoverboard parker. The hoverboard parker had a small plastic dome that opened. This dome was attached to the ground. You parked your hoverboard under the dome, where it sat on the ground. To open the dome, you needed a finger print reading. Tilly jammed her finger onto the top of the dome. Lasers read her finger print, and the dome opened. The Special was just meters away from her now. Tilly stuck her finger onto the top of the hoverboard. It read her finger print and the board sprung to life, enjoying its new burst of energy from the powerpoint. Tilly jumped up onto the board, steadied herself, and shot away. The Special ran after Tilly, but he didn't have a hoverboard. He'd never catch up. Tilly sped down the hill and back towards her family.

Explosions were going off everywhere about a kilometre from where Tilly was, but she didn't care. All she wanted to do was get home to her family. At that time, Tilly was on Main Street. All she had to do was turn down Maple Avenue and into Yellowbox Drive and she'd be home. Suddenly, everything went dark, the only light provided by the not-so-distant explosions. The power plant must have blown up – it ran still on oil. The backup solar batteries in the street lamps kicked into life, and the street was lit again. Tilly could hear people screaming. A tear came to her eye. How could this be happening? Tilly pulled into Yellowbox Drive and glanced at her mother's large, bulky SUV sitting in Yellowbox park. Soon enough it would blow up. Tilly shuddered, and decided that it was best to get a move on. Tilly turned into her driveway and stared into the windows of her house. It appeared that it was very dark inside. Had her family left, or had they waited for her to return from "putting something in the bin?" Tilly jumped off her hoverboard and ran to the front door. She placed her finger on the door handle. Betty was still alive from back-up batteries. "Hello, Tilly," she greeted.

It was dark inside the house, but Tilly knew her way. She had lived in this house all her life. Soon enough the house would blow, but her memories never would. Tilly couldn't hear anything. A shiver ran down her spine. "Hello?" she called into the darkness. No one replied. "It's Tilly," Tilly called shakily. Light spun around the corner. It was mum, holding a candle. Tilly sighed with relief. "Where the hell were you!" Mum asked angrily. Something blew up, but this time it sounded quite close to the house.

"Mum, I can't tell you now, we don't have enough time," Tilly said. "I need you to get some food that doesn't require refrigeration, and I'll go upstairs and get clothes for all of us. Tell Jane to get some back backs, and tell Sean to get his portable computer. I hope it's charged." Mum stared at Tilly, as if she was mad.

"Why?" Mum asked.

"Just do it!" Tilly cried angrily. Tilly marched into the kitchen, which was lighted with candles, plucked one from its holder, and ran up the stairs and into her bedroom. She opened her wardrobe and glanced at her small collection of clothes. She grabbed a long coat that stretched right down the ground and wrapped it around the school jumpsuit she was wearing. Next, Tilly grabbed 3 jumpsuits and some sneakers, and some underwear. Tilly kicked off her high heel boots, and slid the sneakers on. Tilly grabbed her matching scarf and hat from their hook on the back of her door. Her mother had given these to her – they had been her's when she was a child. Tilly hurried into her siblings' and parents' room and collected some of their clothes, and started to make her way down the stairs. Tilly stopped, and ran back up to her bedroom. She snatched her necklace from her dresser and put it around her neck – this necklace was one that Tilly and Violet both had – they had bought the same necklace, as a symbol of their friendship. Tilly left her room and plunged down the stairs and into the hallway.

Sean had gotten his computer. Mum had gotten the food. Jane had gotten the backpacks. Tilly shoved everything into the backpacks, and distributed them amongst her family members. Explosions went off blocks away. It was time to go. Tilly ran into the garage and found her siblings' hoverboards. She found dad's hoverboard as we well – mum would ride it. Tilly ran back into the house and gave each of her family members a hoverboard. "Follow me," Tilly instructed. "And watch out, things are blowing up everywhere out there." Tilly marched out into the back garden, and started her hoverboard. Her family followed suit. "Er, Tilly, I've never hoverboarded before," Mum said nervously.

"We haven't done it for years," Jane said, gesturing towards her and Sean.

"You'll be fine!" Tilly snapped. Tilly jumped onto her hoverboard, and tied her hair up with a ribbon. "On the count of three," Tilly said. "1, 2…." Tilly was interrupted. Something blew up down the street. The explosion ripped through the street, blowing things up in its path. No one needed to wait for three. They leaned forward and flew away.

(I've finished! I'm going to bring out the sequel very soon, hopefully!)

Peaceout!