Survivors Tribe

Chapter 1 - Pilot

*Michael's POV*

"Michael stay away from the road! Stay on the pavement at all times!" I heard my Momma yell out to me from the back garden.

I swerved around the pavement and tried to stay off the road, peddling the bike using most of my energy. My parents told me that Santa Claus had left it just for me at Christmas which was only six months ago now. The bike was a cherry red colour with blue handle bars, which had a weird texture on them that made my hands feel weird and had 'Mikey' in yellow lettering written on down tube. It was the most coolest bike I had ever seen in my 5 years of living. I had never owned a bike before so my dad had taught me how to ride it but I still needed stabilisers as we had tried without them but I kept toppling the bike over. As you can see I wasn't good at keeping my balance.

After riding up and down the lane and saying hello to a couple of neighbours, I grew bored and went back to the house but as I parked my bike down in front of the door, I heard a loud beeping sound. I looked over the hedge and saw that there was a large lorry reversing into the drive next door. My eyebrows punched together in confusion and my grip on the fence tightened so I wouldn't fall. That house had been empty for quite a while now, why were people moving in now?

Our previous neighbour was an old lady called Barbs who would always babysit me and feed me cookies, but she was moved to an old peoples home a couple of months ago. She was a very nice old lady but she had a moustache and always smelt of sterilisers. Momma said that old people had to keep in good hygiene if they wanted to live, but I didn't know why they still smelt like that.

She had three grandchildren and the youngest one Luke was mean. Ben and Jack were nice to me, always smiling and giving me hugs before they went into Barbs house but Luke always pulled my hair and laughed when I told him to stop. Me and Luke never got along, since we started nursery together so when they went round to old Barbs house, he would purposely kick the ball over to my garden so I would have to give it back and see them all playing. I don't have any siblings, in fact my parents always tell me I'm their little miracle because apparently my Momma couldn't have any kids and when she had me, the doctors said I wouldn't survive.

When I saw a really tall man get out of the lorry and wave at me, I smiled slightly before rushing into my house. Momma always said it was rude to stare.

"Momma! Momma!" I shouted running to our kitchen, my feet pounding against the floor.

"Are you hurt? What did you do?"She said frantically, quickly placing her glass of juice on the side counter. She dropped down in front of me and took my face in her hands and inspected for any injuries. She kept checking until I giggled, telling her to get off me.

"Why is there a big lorry in next doors garden?" I asked, my head tilting to the side with a pout. Momma stopped fussing over me, stood to her feet and walked over to our front room windows. I stood on the navy sofa behind the window as my mum looked out, a smile on her face and my hands gripping her jumper. There was a woman with long black hair, moving a bed frame with the man their heads getting thrown back with laughter when the man fell over.

"Oh, we have new neighbours baby." She chirped, she walked back to the kitchen and started rummaging through the cupboards. "Let's make them some goodies!" I ran over the help get all the ingredients out to make brownies or fairy cakes.

"What shall we make for them?" My mom asked me, picking me up and sitting me down on the island.

"Brownies! Everyone loves brownies!" I cheered, pulling all the stuff to make brownies towards me. My mum put the ingredients needed to make cupcakes back in the cupboard and started to weigh out all the ingredients. Flour, cocoa powder and sugar went in together but I put my face too close to the mix so I got covered in the powders. I giggled as Momma laughed at me, putting me on the floor and telling me to get the eggs. I trotted over to the fridge but nearly knocked it over as I couldn't reach the handle.