Colliding Worlds (working title) chapter 1 part 1

Chapter 1, part 1,  Ken

"Ken! Ken! get down here!" My mother's voice rang up the stairs.
I thrust the ribbon in my hands deep into my jacket pocket, before grabbing my rucksack from the bed and hard down.
"Ah, good you're here. They'll be here to collect you any moment", my mum stuck her house around the kitchen door, no doubt in the middle of washing up free breakfast.
"Ken! Ken!" An insistent tug on my jacket caused a smile to form. Looking down I found my little sister staring up at me. We were nearly ten years apart in age, yet I adored her and she I.
"Ken my prince!" She stated firmly, a pout beginning to form.
"Suzie, that's enough." Mum came in to the hall, scooping Suzie up into her arms. "You can't cling to you big..." The sound of the doorbell cut her off, and she went to open the door.
A taller, slender figure stood there, their tailored uniform a deep black with silver details. Male, female? It was difficult to tell from appearances alone. The fine features would look good one any person. Their dark brown hair was cut in a neat line across their shoulders.
"I'm here to collect K Regis."
Ah, male. Only a guy sounded like that. Definitely not my type at all.
"Yes of course. Ken, are you ready?"
"Yeah mum." I hoisted my rucksack onto my shoulders.
"is this all your luggage" the man asked pointed at my cases. When I nodded Henson hold of the larger of the two cases, before standing in the door again, obviously waiting for me to follow him.
"Ken..." Suzie lent out of my mother's arms, her short arms waving in my direction.
Reaching into my pocket I pulled out the ribbon and tied it in her hair, before enveloping her and mum in a hug.
"Be good for mum ok Suzie?"
For a four year old, she was good at acting strong. Tears were glistening in her eyes but she wasn't balling and wailing as she'd done the day I received the letter.
"I be good." She nodded fiercely, giving the man in the doorway a scowl. "Ken my prince!" She said before burying her head into mother's shoulder.
"Remember to contact us once you get there." Mother wasn't so tough, tears were falling down her cheeks.
"I will. I promise." I gave her a sad smile before wiping her tears with a tissue.
"this is why you get called a prince! Now hurry up. You can't keep everyone waiting."
I took hold of the smaller case and the man in the door nodded again before walking down the garden path, as I followed behind.

On the other side of the garden gate, humming quietly in the middle of the road, stood a large silvery vehicle. It wasn't as big as a train carriage, but not as small as a car. Something closer in size to a mini bus, but much more grand, and seating only 6 in this case. A bullet car, as they were commonly called, though their proper name was more complicated.
The guy who'd came to collect me pressed his hand against its side. With a soft swoosh noise a door slide backwards and side wards, so like those on an actual train. Not looking to see if I followed, he climbed inside, my larger suitcase in hand.
Now I was scared. There really was no going back. Fighting to keep  calm I took a half step forward, then paused on the threshold. Turning round, I saw Mum with Suzie in her arms stood in the door way, waving. I waved back, then took the last step into the bullet car. As soon as both feet and my case were inside the door slide closed behind me.

My suitcase was resting beside a seat, so I took it was a sign that was were I was supposed to go.
As I sat down, man who'd collected me walked over, and placed a box on my lap, before walking through to the front, taking a side beside another uniformed figure, who appeared to be our driver.
Only the fact that my house was sliding out of view let me know we'd actually started moving. Emotions gripped me, and and I pushed the box off my knees, clambering over the the window, waving madly at the retreating image of my mother and sister.