Time Surfers

I loaded up my crossbow and aimed for the nearest Bandit, a scream pierced the air as it hit his shoulder.

I feel a searing pain in my shoulder, it is soaking wet with blood, a scream rips from the back of my throat as spots fill my vision I see Andre across the parking lot “Andre!′ I scream.

She comes running forward, ’again” she mutters “Alison, this is the fourth time this week that you have almost died”

At least you aren’t calling me ‘little Alison’

“Sorry, I won’t do it again’ I gasp out, then a bullet strikes my shoulder and I feel hot pain, “Shoot! We’re surrounded!” Andre curses,

“Get us out of here!” she yells through her earpiece.

“To where?” J.A.D.E’s mechanical voice asks.

“I don’t care!” she screams.

Perfect.

We arrive on base’s floor, and I pass out.

SIX MONTHS EARLIER

I was heading toward class, (as usual at least 5 minutes late) and someone slams into me full force causing me to drop my backpack full of work,

“hey, watch where you’re, going!”—rude—I “uh sorry″ he muttered, I had no words for this careless person right now so I just shrugged and ran off, arriving a full 10 minutes late.

I work as a part-time auto mechanic, I am still in college getting my masters’. I have a bachelors degree.

My professor just glared in my direction and gave me a ‘you’re in trouble’ look and sighed: “Alison, you’re late again”,

to which (not knowing what else to do) I just grinned, which made him furious, looking down at my lap I smirked feeling clever and yet still irritable. I try not to make a habit of being late.

As I was walking out of school I tripped over my too-long pants (being 5"1 sucks) and fell down a whole flight of stone stairs, hit a curb and dropped my stuff again.

I looked up and there is a man with chin length straight black hair that curled at the ends, tucked behind his ears, and green eyes looking at me like I’m some Martian, grinning.

Hello rude sir,

I got to my feet, “can I help you?” to which this odd fellow just grinned, then I realized who it was, it was the person who body slammed me earlier today, ‘my name is Alex, what’s yours?’ he says with amused smile.

Smart Alex.

“My name is, uh Jane, yes, Jane Mare” I said with way too little confidence

I don’t know why I lied I just did I guess maybe it was my inner sense telling me what to do, considering it was both good and bad that I lied to him.

“well it is very nice to meet you Jane, hopefully I’ll see you around more” he said with a very annoying know-it-all smile.

yeah ok real nice, sleaze.

“uh bye” I said carelessly and ran to hop on my motorcycle.

As I drove off I started to feel a little guilty.

He probably meant well by introducing himself and maybe he was in a hurry too when he slammed into me.

I came home and slumped into the room that the 4 of us share, it had a nice set up: 2 full beds, a closet, it was a cozy sort of room.

I had to throw a pile of my sister, Keira’s, garbage into her drawer and then went to take a shower and found Keira in the bathroom in front of the sink singing the Bee Gees at the top of her lungs while doing her hair,

What is she doing getting ready to leave the house at 9:00pm?

So, I said “uh where are you going at this hour? I thought someone was trying to get more sleep?″ I picked up her phone, “nowhere” she snatched it back. “ok”

fine if she wanted to lie that’s her problem. She’ll go to hell, not me.

“but would you mind sparing us the serenading, or lowering the decibel notch just a little?”

“I’m older than you, don’t talk to me like that” she frowned.

I shrugged as Eileen walked in, “Hi, Alison” she plops down on the bed,

I never thought it was possible for sisters to be so different, we are all from the same mother, and yet we are so different. Monika is actually mature, Keira is loud, Eileen is quiet, and somehow, I am none of those.

I am also reckless and rude.

I decided Eileen needed cheering up so I walked over to the closet like I was getting something, and then screamed “CANNONBALL!!!” and ran across the room and jumped onto the bed.

It shook, and Eileen screamed.

I tackled her and yelled out something unintelligible.

She swatted my head and threw me down, I flipped over her and pinned her down.

“Got you!” I got up.

I laughed and went to go shower.

Monika walked up behind me as I opened my cabinet to get a nightgown, “Wow, it looks like a tornado hit your drawers” she says disapprovingly, “Do you ever organize them?”

“Yes, I do” I said scornfully, adding that to the mental list of things I need to do.

I turned the water tap to all the way cold. it is quite healthy to take a cold shower once or twice a week.

as the stream hit my body I yelped.

Colder than I expected.

Someone bangs on the door and it shudders.

“Hey! I have been in here less than 2 minutes!”

I started humming,

You see I am a walking jukebox. I sing whatever song pops into my head, which is part of why I am considered a loud person.

I got in bed an hour later I’d had a long day and had been even more impatient than usual, and as I fell asleep I began to feel guilty about this Alex guy, so before I went to sleep I decided to apologize the next time I see him.