Girl On A Motorcycle by John Escott


Kenny is going across America by bus to San Francisco. It is a long way, so he stops sometimes and stays the night in a motel.

One evening he stays in a motel in a little town in California - not far from Los Angeles. When he comes down from his room for something to eat, he sees a girl - a girl on a motorcycle, with long blond hair. He thinks he knows her - is she famous?

Then, the next morning, he sees the news about a supermarket robbery in Los Angeles. The police are looking for somebody- somebody on a motorcycle, with long blond hair...

John Escott


Kenny is going across America by bus. One evening in summer, his bus arrives in a little town in California. 

'I want to stop here tonight,' says Kenny to the bus driver. 'Is there a motel, do you know?'

'Yes,' says the bus driver. 'There's a nice motel across the river. It's not expensive.'

'Is there a bus to San Francisco tomorrow?' asks Kenny.

'Yes,' says the bus driver, 'there's a bus every day.'

Kenny gets off the bus with his bag.


In a street in Los Angeles, somebody is robbing a security guard outside a supermarket. The robber is sitting on a motorcycle and has a gun.

'Give me the money!' the robber tells the security guard. 'OK, OK!' says the security guard, and gives the robber the money.

Then the robber rides away - but a camera is taking pictures.

After the robbery, the supermarket manager phones the police.

'Yes,' he says. 'A robbery ... yes, long blond hair, and with a motorcycle ... a man or woman? We don't know ... yes, we have some pictures ... OK! Quickly.'


In the little town, fifty kilometres away from Los Angeles, Kenny goes into the motel and asks for a room.

'Room twenty-three,' says the man at the desk. He gives Kenny a key.

'Thank you,' says Kenny. And he goes up to his room.

An hour later, Kenny comes down to eat.

'I'm hungry,' he thinks.

He sees a girl arrive on a motorcycle. She walks to the front desk, and the woman gives her a key.

'Room seventeen,' says the woman at the desk.

'I think I know her face,' thinks Kenny. 'Is she somebody famous?'


Early the next morning, Kenny puts on the TV in his room. A news-reader is talking about the supermarket robbery. There are some pictures from the supermarket camera.

Kenny watches the news.

'The robber is somebody with long blond hair, and with a motorcycle,' says the news-reader.

Suddenly, Kenny remembers the girl at the motel desk. ' Is it her?' he thinks. 'Is she the robber?'


He goes for breakfast. The girl is eating her breakfast at a table near the window. Kenny looks at her. 'Is it her?' he thinks. 'I think I know her, but ... ' He walks across to her table.

'Can I sit here?' he asks.

The girl looks up. 'Well ... OK,' she says.

Kenny sits down. 'My name's Kenny,' he says.

'Pleased to meet you,' she says. 'I'm Mel.'

'Where are you from?' asks Kenny.

'San Francisco,' says Mel. 'I'm going there later this morning. Where are you from?'

'Boston,' says Kenny. 'I'm going across America by bus. And I'm going to San Francisco later this morning, too.'

'Are you?' the girl says. 'I don't like buses. I like motorcycles. Look, excuse me. I need to make a phone call. '

She gets up and leaves the room.


A young man near the door is watching Mel.

'Why is he watching her?' thinks Kenny. 'Does he know her face, too? Is he thinking she's the girl from the robbery, too?'

Kenny goes to sit next to the young man.

'Hi,' he says. 'My name's Kenny Muir.'

'Hi, ' says t h e young man. 'I'm . . . Ned. '

They begin talking. Kenny tells Ned about the news of the robbery on TV. He looks across at Mel. 'Are you thinking that's the same girl?' he asks Ned.

Ned looks across at her. 'I - I don't know,' he says. 'Perhaps it is.'

'What can we do?' says Kenny. 'She's leaving soon. Let's phone the police. I think it's her.'

'No!' Ned says quickly. 'Not the police. Wait ... '

Kenny looks carefully at him. 'What's the matter? Are you ... afraid of something?' he asks.

'No, but ... perhaps she's got a gun!' says Ned.


'Is it her?' thinks Kenny. 'I want to know. Perhaps the money from the robbery is in her room.'

Kenny goes upstairs. Suddenly he sees the girl again. She is coming out of room seventeen. Kenny watches her. She locks her door and goes downstairs.

'How can I get into her room?' he thinks.

Then Kenny sees a woman working in the motel.

'Excuse me,' says Kenny. 'Can you open the door of my room? My key's in the car. It’s room seventeen.'

'Yes, of course,' she says, and opens the door of room seventeen.

'Thank you,' says Kenny, and he goes into the room.

Kenny searches the room, but he cannot find the money from the robbery.

'Perhaps I'm wrong about her,' he thinks.

Then he hears somebody opening the door with a key.

It's Mel!


Kenny runs into the bathroom. A minute later he hears Mel talking into the phone.

'Hi, Fran,' says Mel. 'No, I'm at the motel ... No, I'm leaving in an hour ... Yes, OK ... '

Kenny looks out carefully from the bathroom. He cannot get to the door, but he can get to the window. He moves quickly.

Mel puts down the phone. Kenny watches her through the window.

'I must get away from here!' he thinks.

Kenny cannot go back into room seventeen, but he can open the window to room eighteen.


Kenny climbs into room eighteen. There is nobody there. He goes across to the door. But then he sees something.

'What's that?' he thinks. 'Is it ... a wig? It is. It's a blond wig!'

Kenny searches the room.

'Here's a black motorcycle coat,' he says to himself. 'And what's this in this bag? The money from the robbery!'

Kenny hears somebody coming. He wants to get out of the room, but he cannot.

Ned comes into the room. He sees Kenny.

'What are you doing in my room?' says Ned.

Then he sees the blond wig and the money. He looks at Kenny again.

'You know!' says Ned.

'Yes, I know!' says Kenny. 'You're the Los Angeles supermarket robber!'

Suddenly, Ned takes a gun from his coat.

'Don't move!' he says. And he takes the bag from Kenny.

'You can't get away,' says Kenny.

'Yes, I can,' says Ned.

He hits Kenny on the head, then he locks him in room eighteen.


A minute later, Mel is looking across at the river from her room. Suddenly, she sees a man running.

'What's the matter with him?' she thinks. 'Why is he running?'

Then she sees Kenny come out of the next room.

'Th - that man!' says Kenny. 'He's the Los Angeles supermarket robber! Stop him, somebody!'

Ned hears him and looks up. Then he gets on his motorcycle and drives off quickly.

'I can stop him!' says Mel.

She climbs down from her room. She runs around the motel, gets on her motorcycle and goes after Ned.

Mel rides her motorcycle quickly towards the river. When she gets to the river, she jumps across the river on the motorcycle, and stops in front of Ned. He cannot stop, and his motorcycle goes into the river.

'Help! Help!' he cries. 'I can't swim!'


Some people help Ned out of the water. More people are coming from the motel. Kenny runs across to Mel.

'Are you OK?' he asks her.

'Yes, I'm OK,' she says. 'Are you all right?'

'Yes,' says Kenny. 'I'm all right.'

Soon after, the police arrive and take Ned away. Kenny tells a policeman his story. Then Mel tells the policewoman her story.

'Do I know your face?' the policewoman asks Mel. 'Are you famous?'

Mel laughs. 'Perhaps you do,' she says. 'I'm on TV sometimes.'

'Now I remember you,' Kenny says to Mel. 'You're Mel Palmer, the famous Stunt Girl! I see you on 'Stunt Girls, USA', on TV sometimes.'

Mel smiles. 'Yes, that's me,' she says. 'Now, do you want to come to San Francisco on my motorcycle, or do you want to go on the bus?'

'I'm coming with you!' says Kenny, laughing. 'But can we go slowly, please?'

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