Air Suspension Solutions

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Chapter 1
Jamie’s heavy footsteps echoed through the dark alleyway, the noise amplified by the thick brick walls. The sound of his heartbeat bounced off his graffiti splattered surroundings, and all that kept him running was the whirring of distant police sirens. His heavy pack severed through his clammy skin, and sweat trickled down his blonde hair, gathering in a large pool at his shirt collar.

Jamie wore tight black cargo pants and a Chelsea football club away jersey. Over that he had layered a black denim jacket and pulled a FOX cap over his fringe, and a pair of fake Polaroid sunglasses and some Nike Air trainers capped off his burglars outfit. His heavy pack clattered as he ran, £7 000 worth of stolen goods rattling as he rounded the corner.

The crisp evening air pierced his clothing, but adrenalin kept his body warm. The grubby London streets and desolate granite buildings were merely large shadows in the moonlight, but the cobbled terraces were dotted with small gas lamps, piercing the evening’s darkness with a subtle yellow glow.

Jamie’s feet pounded the pavement, the steady thumping resembling that of his heartbeat. He turned another corner and pulled up next to a large convenience store, pausing only to gather his breath.
As Jamie’s breath returned, he took some time to study his surroundings. He was in West London, only a few miles away from his small Chelsea flat. Part of him wanted to go home and crash out, but he had told his mum that he was sleeping over at a friend’s house, and wouldn’t be home till 10:00am the next day.

A department store robbery wasn’t exactly headline news, but Jamie was still worried. If his mum heard about this she would massacre him, and he would probably get an absolute grilling about morals and choices and a hefty grounding or Xbox suspension. But for now he was more worried about the police siren, now identified as belonging to just one unmarked sedan.

The patrol car sped past the outlet store, and on into the distance, its red and blue lights becoming lost in the foggy haze. Jamie considered his options. The police were clearly not informed about the robbery, so they weren’t after him yet. And even if they found out they would only send one or two officers, three tops.

The only fail-safe plan was to hide out until morning, then come home at around 10:00am. In his haste to escape the police sirens, Jamie hadn’t been paying attention to where he was heading, and he found himself jogging through a large tarmac stretch dotted with parking bays, belonging to a small shopping centre. He headed up the parking lot and towards the mall, squeezing through the glass double sliding doors at the last moment.

He walked up the escalators, trying his best to look inconspicuous. There was no good reason for a fifteen year old boy to be wandering around London at 11:00 at night, so Jamie was relieved when he made it up without being asked any awkward questions. The desolate passage was nearly empty, and Jamie’s only company were a few tired managers pulling metal grills down over their doors, and locking up for the night. A loud echo bounced around the large tiled hall, with the smell of floor polish heavy in the air. The cinema was the only part of the mall open at this time of night, so that’s where he headed.

Two right turns led Jamie through to a small cinema complex, displaying large posters for six month old movies. He thought that it would be best to kill some time and hide out in one of the movie rooms, so was relieved to find a £5 note and sixty pence in his back pocket. He dawdled up to the cashier, scanning the display board above his head. There were no lines at this time of night, so Jamie had only moments to decide.
“Ah… Umm… one ticket for Aliens vs. Predator… please …”
“That’s £5 lovie,” the cashier smiled goofily, “Enjoy”.
Jamie strolled casually up to the ticket collector, who took his ticket and directed him towards Room 5. He pushed open the heavy glass doors, and walked slowly down the aisle, stepping over a teenage couple snogging madly on the floor. Jamie sat down near the front of the cinema, ogling a cute goth in a denim micro-skirt in the row in front. As the lights dimmed Jamie settled into his seat, diverting his eyes towards the screen.

As the pre-movie advertising started Jamie heard a thud from the back of the cinema, near the entrance. Another thud followed, louder this time, and most of the cinemas’ patrons turned in alarm. A third thud was followed by a loud shout, then the pounding of heavy footsteps moving down the aisle.
“Freeze!!!! Put your hands up! Step out from the aisle, hands on your head!”

But the words were drowned out by the slam of the fire exit door; Jamie’s pounding footsteps and the droning of the wind, as he clambered down the metal stairwell, dropping to the tarmac stretch below.

First chapter only draft and its only a short story… P.S im eleven
thx i didnt think it was that good thanks HEEEPS!

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