Tina got out of bed and put a dressing-gown over her pyjamas.  It seemed like
any normal day to her, but little did she know that today her life would change
forever.

There was a knock at the door.  She blearily walked down the stairs to see who
it was.  The postman?  He wouldn't arrive for another hour.  The milkman?
Tina didn't have milk delivered.
The door opened to reveal the worried face of Tina's friend Jon O'groats.
"Tina!" he said urgently.  "Come quick, there's not much time!"  Tina looked at him blankly.
"What are you waffling on about?" she mumbled.
"We have to go," he said, pulling her out of the house.
"Can I at least get dressed?" requested Tina.
"No, no time!" urged Jon, "come on or you'll be dead in a minute!"
"WHAT!" yelled Tina, suddenly waking up.
"I'll explain on the way, now hurry".

Tina McMillan was twenty-four, tall-ish and had short-ish, brown-ish hair.  She
usually, just about, understood what was happpening, but today she felt like a
headless chicken.

As Jon and Tian made their way th where-ever, Jon explained to Tian what was
going on.
"The Earth will soon be under attack from Bogons", he explained as they ran.
"You Earth people don't have an ice-cube's chance in Hell of surviving, so I'm
saving you, and just you." he said.
"But," said Tina, confused, "who are you?"
"I am an interstellar hitch-hiker" he said.  "I've flagged down a ship, they're
waiting!"

Jon O'groats was a hitch-hikers who got stuck on Earth three years longer than
intended due to a traffic shortage.  He was in the process of writing reports for
a computerised guide book called:

Seeing as he was stuck for a while, the reporter from the Crab Nebula came up
with an identity.  He claimed to be from Basingstoke, and got a job at a
supermarket.  One thing Ix, as he was known to his intergalactic friends, had……



I wrote this story in English lessons at school, and I pretty much completely lifted it from Hitch-hiker's.  If you would like to see the rest of the story online, e-mail me and I'll update the page.