Jasmine was always one to trust her instincts.  Running headlong she dropped her skateboard, hopping on in one fluid motion.  She didn't look back, never look back.  Instead she was positive she was being chased which added a sense of urgency to her flight.  People were still in her way, always in the way!  A few onlookers quickly fell out of the way as she barreled towards them, hoping a tangle of bodies would slow any pursuit.  Hoping the other girl was caught and proved to be enough.<br/><br/>Popping the board and leaning hard she twisted and took the corner into the alleyway.  The shadows felt welcoming.  Inviting.  Though far too littered for the skateboard.  One foot dropped, the other sliding back in a practiced motion, pushing down on the tail of the board until it bounced up and into her hands.  She finally looked back, just once before running deeper into the alley, looking for a place to hide.