A/N: Aw?! I feel so happy today! 3K reads?! YAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so happy, guys! Really really happy! :D *does the happy dance* I feel so flattered. :D. Parang kelan lang yung 2K reads ehh. HAHA.
Lol. Anyway, here's the HAPPY 3K READS update! :) :) :) :)
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"We should do it, Julia."
"No. I don't think it's for the good."
"We have no choice. It's either we separate or run away."
"Fine. Where do you want me to meet you?"
"In front of your treehouse. 3AM, later."
"Okay. Wear black, so that the cameras won't see you clearly."
"Of course."
"Bye."
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And the time came. I feel so nervous that the cameras might see Darren. I feel so nervous that the cameras would see me.
Since there are no cameras on my room, it was easy for me to escape through the window. Problem is, there is a camera RIGHT in front of it. I should put the pillows on a body form and put a wig on the head pillow first.
I'm wearing my PURE black jacket and PURE black pants, and gloves. I also wore some shades and a handkerchief tied on my mouth.
I took the black bag full of clothes and whatever that can amuse me, and wore it. It wasn't really big and heavy, so it makes it easier for me to carry it.
I took out the fog machine and put it on the window without showing any image of me. Just my hand but I bet it looks like a shadow to the camera. I turned it on and BOOM! No, no. There were no sound effects.
It was just really REALLY foggy. And the fog smells like candy. Mmm..
Since my shades are fog-proof and it has night vision, I jumped off the window with me seeing clearly. Also, I escaped without a trace of me escaping. The camera didn't see me because of the fog.
My bedroom isn't that high. So, I didn't break anything. I ran to my treehouse. It wasn't really far from my room. As expected, Darren sitting down at the tree trunk.
"Hey." I whispered, tapping his head. "Let's go." He took my hand and pulled it to wherever we went. It's so dark. But we're wearing night vision shades. Uhm, we almost look the same in our attire.
We went out of vision of the cameras.
He shove me to some car. I felt his bag on his back. I guess we DO look alike. He wasn't the one driving. I heard the engine start.
Darren, I trust you. Don't lose it.
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