Chapter 1 Let it Rock

CHAPTER 1: Let it Rock

 

                The wind was blowing at a steady pace that day.  It was my kind of day.  I lived my life as a Sky Boarder.  It was fantastic.  I could feel the wind rush through my hair, run past my face and I could fly alongside the birds that flew in the sky.  I climbed out of bed.  I loved this kind of feeling.  I lived on Earth, not Earth X.  My parents and I were part of the resistance in the town of Hondane.  Hondane was a peaceful city that hadn’t yet reached the full point of war.  The majority of the people here were Sky Boarders, we often gathered afterschool to perform skits or tricks or anything with our boards. 

                My name is Tori Winfrede.  I’m sixteen years old and go to Hondane High School.  Are school is one of the largest in the city because we have a school military pilot force stationed at our school.  This has its qualities.  I mean, were safe from any harm with the built in force field and everything else, but it can also be scary at times. 

                I climbed out of my bed.  My room was a dark shade or orange, it looked like a dark tan.  I had a white bed spread and white furniture.  My Board was hanging on the wall.  It was black with an orange border around it.  My room was large.  I had a bathroom on the far wall, and a TV on the wall to the left of it.  My door was metal and I had to input ID to get in and out of my room.  This was supposed to make it easier.  The wall facing the outside was just a window.  I had white curtains to shield me from the world though. 

                I went and took a shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed.  I was wearing a white bunny hug that had no sleeves, and black kakis.  I pulled on a pair of Black Energy boots.  These were used for boarding so that you stayed on your board.  Energy boots are magnetized for each individual to keep them on their board.  They were buckle ups and came in an array of colors and styles.  I had quite a few now.  I stretched my arms.  I blow dried my hair.  My hair was a short dark brown color.  It flared out at my shoulders and I had many different layers.  I straightened my hair and added a bit of extra flare to my ends.  I grabbed my board from off the wall and an orange back pack that was lying on the floor and walked over to my door.  There was a small metal device on the wall beside the door.  It had a small screen.  I looked right into it with my left eye. 

                “Conformation complete, Tori Winfrede, good morning, how was your sleep?” The device asked. 

                “Fine thank you, I’m ready to go down for breakfast,” I said. 

                “As you wish,” it answered.  My door slid open revealing the stairs.  I walked down them, slinging my board around my back and holding my bag in the other.  I went and sat down at the table.  There was already a plate of food in front of me.  I looked down at a plate of eggs and bacon.  Typical, this would get me going though.  I loved eggs and bacon.  Mom walked over and set a cup of creamer filled coffee in front of me. 

                “Thanks!” I said joyfully.  I took a sip of the coffee right of the bat and started to eat. 

                “Did you get your homework done last night?” Mom asked.  

                “Yea, it was easy.  What do you expect?  I have achieved a hundred in three of my five classes, of course everything is easy!” I said.  I was smart.  I was smarter than the average high school girl.  But I just tried hard because I wanted to be in the air so I worked hard till the end, finished my homework so I could just leave the house and board.  I seemed to be good at so many things.  But sometimes this wasn’t the best thing. 

                I finished my breakfast in no time flat.  “Thanks for the breakfast mom!” I said gratefully.  “I’m going to head out so I can board a bi.  There is quiet spot up in the sky right now, so I’m going to practice,” I said.  A quiet spot was a place where the wind was silent, but still there.  It was a calmer spot for practicing boarding techniques.  I had to watch the news for this a lot.

                “Alright, have fun, be careful!” Mom said as she washed dishes.  I said good bye and ran out the door with my board and bag.  I could immediately feel a small gust of wind through my hair.  I smiled.  We had stairs outside leading to a balcony.  I climbed up them and stepped up onto the balcony.  The balcony wasn’t much.  It was just stairs climbing up to the roof top really.  But I called it a balcony.  It was the highest place to jump from.

                I stuck my finger in my mouth and held it up in the air.  I felt wind coming from the left side of me.  I couldn’t remember which was North or South so I just trusted this.  Walking to the right edge of the house I walked a few steps back and took my board from my back and placed my bag on my back in place of it.  I took a deep breath and thought of the quiet spot and how much I wanted to practice.  This helped me focus on my feelings.  I closed my eyes and then reopened the, I started to run for the side of the house and then leaped into the air. 

                Our house was high and I didn’t like to get onto my board till I had fallen half way down.  When I reached the half way point I had my board under my feet and had flown into the sky.  The hood on my bunny hug flapped a bit with the sudden burst of wind coming from my behind.  I swerved for fun, moving my legs to swerve to the right then to the left.  I did this till I was in the clouds. 

                I had a large smile on my face.  I was excited for the quite spot.  I loved these spots because I could practice and just think about things so easily.  I even laughed about what I could try.  My bag was a built in CD player.  This was for the boarders who were dancers on their boards.  I did all kinds of dancing on my board.  This ranged from the Tango, to the Rumba.  Then there was hip-hop, jazz, and contemporary.  I did a lot of hip-hop and contemporary.  Once I was high enough in the sky I realized I had reached the quiet spot because I couldn’t hear the wind any more.  I stopped on my board and was just standing there in mid air.  I reached my hand to my back and pressed a small button.  I heard “Let it Rock” play.  I was working on a hip-hop routine to this song. 

                I took a deep breath and started to rehearse what I had already put into the routine.  I knew many tricks now.  I could do cylinders and spins.  I did break offs which was when you broke your board into two in mid air and boarded on two separate boards, one for each foot.  This was like skating in mid air, but easier cause you could never fall unless you doubted yourself, but I never did this. 

                I started to board backwards and did a break off.  To do break offs you had to think and concentrate only on your board and think of it separating into two pieces.  If it was successful, you would have to move both feet to board because you would have separate boards on your feet.     

                I lifted my left foot up.  The board on my left foot remained there.  I extended my left foot to the side and I started to spin.  I pulled my hands in closer to my chest.  You got a lot of power when you spun in the sky because you always had a small bit of air pushing you.  You just had to be able to control your balance and mind.   I had already gone though ten rotations of my spin.  I pulled my left leg back in and performed a break in which was when you had your board reconnect. 

                I practiced this part of the routine over and over till I had to leave because school was going to start and the quiet spot had moved on.  I started to descend back down into the city.  I hovered over the school and landed on a plat form where many of the other students were landing with their boards.  This was the place where you landed with boards.  Some people walked to school, but you were called un-cool because the majority of the school boarded.

                “TORI,” I heard someone call.  It was Jackson.  We were paired up as a duet partner in one of the boarding routines.  He annoyed me, but he was extremely funny to be around.  I turned around to face Jackson.  He had short cut black hair that was usually spiked.  He had green eyes and wore baggy clothes usually.        

                “Hey,” I replied.  Jackson went straight to the complaining.

                “Aw, why didn’t you tell me there was a quiet spot?  We could have practices together!” he whined.  I sighed and looked at him.  Slinging my back pack off of my shoulders and replaced it with my board. 

                “I didn’t call you because I needed to practice my other routine for the competition coming up in two weeks.  We don’t compete with our routine for three months, thus I don’t need to stress a whole bunch on it right now,” I said

                “Aw, how mean,” Jackson teased.  I only smiled and started to walk off towards the school.  Jackson followed up beside me.  “Well, there is a gust spot coming by.  It’s going to be here around three thirty.  You’re going to be there, right?” He asked.  Gust spots were sudden jolts of wind.  These were best for practicing break off spins and jumps.  I performed many jumps and this made it easier for practicing. 

                “Of course I’m going to be there.  I need to practice my break off, spin, fall off break in,” I said.  I was trying to master this move.  It consisted of high speeds.  You started to spin with both feet on one board and when you got enough speed you would do a break off and extend either leg to get enough speed.  The leg that you lifted you would stomp the air and then jumped.  You had to concentrate with this because you had to do fall offs.  Fall offs are a trick with jumps where you focus on letting the magnet on your energy boots reject the board so you could come off it.  This allowed you to get in the air.  You would then focus on the energy boots again to bring you back to the board and to a break in. 

                “Have you mastered it yet?” Jackson asked. 

                “No not yet, but I’m getting there.  I’ve mastered for sure the fall off and then back into the break in, but I’m still working on the spins.  But it’s coming,” I answered.  I liked this trick.  It was challenging and was fun to do.  I would receive high marks if I could perform it correctly at the competition.  I was ready to receive the medal for this.

                “You’re definitely going to win!” Jackson cheered, “I mean, you’re smart, good at boarding, and other things.  You’ll defiantly win!” He cheered.  Jackson was over cheerful, but was always good at cheering someone up.  We walked to class together and listened to announcements.  It was usually boring because I was never mentioned in this.  But today I was. 

                “Tori Winfrede please come down to the main office,” It said.  I wondered what it meant, but I casually walked down to the office. 

Author's Note

Here os chapter 1