Falling In Fall (Major Editing)

Sneaking out

A/N: I'm not leaving any author's note at the end of this chapter so I decided to write it here instead...

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Yes, that's about it. 😊😋 I've got nothing else to say, so enjoy! 😅

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"Wear something light on the inside then cover it up with a dark jacket." Chase quietly suggested as I rummaged over my closet looking for a shirt.

A few minutes earlier, I somehow managed to finish my math homework. Thanks to Chase for helping me with it which also led me to one reason why I wholeheartedly agreed to his request. Note the sarcasm.

"What was the light shirt for, if you're covering it up with a dark jacket anyways?" I whispered.

"Just in case." Chase stated while tapping on his phone.

Tp-ing? Never done it, and never planned to, but here I am now. Johnny Bravo did this once, but would he really do it if he controls his own life, and not in the hands of an artist?

"I'm done." I faintly spoke after tying my shoes up.

"Just in time. Come on." Chase said, after he latched my bedroom door and rushed through the window. He jumped over the tree and swiftly climbed down, leaving me behind.

Wow. I thought, That looks easy.

I shrugged before reaching for the branch, and jumping from the window. Yes, I was afraid of heights but it was too late when I remembered it. The tree danced, and like a cat, I hugged the branch tightly.

Bad move. Darn it, genius. How are you gonna get down now, huh?

Chase motioned me to come down but his language somehow told me to jump, which I did. I held on to the other branch and stood with my trembling knees.

Come on, Nikki. Be brave. Jump!

I closed my eyes but the wind approached me, making me lose my balance, gaining me access to the ground. A cracking branch sounded, along with a quick sharp shrill slipping out from my mouth. Thankfully, I still managed to lower the tone after a short second before hitting the ground with a faint thud. It was only a short fall after all, and luckily Chase caught me looking like a water bed on the dry land.

"I should tell you.." I breathe heavily,

Chase continued before I even did, "Yes, you're afraid of some heights."

"Hey, that's tall. It counts." I protested, standing up on my feet.

"Did I say, it isn't?" Chase countered back, making me frown.

"You somehow did." I hissed,

"No." He simply spoke while I rolled my eyes. Chase sighed, "Alright, let's go. We should hurry though. They're probably waiting for us now." He added, walking towards a black Jeep, parked across our house.

He went inside and started the ignition. I pulled the door open only to see dozens of toilet papers in stacks sitting proudly on the passenger's seat.

"Let me just get rid of those." Chase offered, throwing them somewhere in the back of his car.

I went inside when I had a space to sit in and glimpsed at every toilet papers there was to see.