"Hey Mae, could you think of a distraction or whatever". I said as I was about to visit death on that tiny window platform.
Till today I ask myself the same question. How do window cleaners do it.
You know, all this high climbing outside tall buildings without minding the rock solid ground they could hit at any time. In which is usually a meter below their feet.
At this kind of scenario I wasn't even sure if she understood me through the large half-tinted glass windows.
But she nodded her head and I was relieved, a bit. So I crouched back to avoid being spotted by more of my classmates.
I then looked down on my hands and found that wierd tool that Bob gave me. To be honest it looked like a half plunger.
You know, a plunger without a stick.
I looked down on Bob from the window platform and he calmly whispered "What, never seen a multitool plunger before".
"What a big world were in these days", I said in my head as I was softly placing the so called multi-tool plunger on the window.
But let's call it a "Rubber Sucker, for now".
And so without wasting time I swiftly opened the window with the rubber sucker undetected.
Oh, dear! I suddenly couldn't feel my head. I was feeling like a master hacker, after infiltrating the World Bank.
I think this feeling is what we call a head expansion. This feeling usually occurs after a great achievement or a compliment from someone. Ego expansion in other words.
Anyways, I started to climb in through the window as miss Lily was still writing notes on the board. Theoretical Chemistry Is hopeless cuz It's no fun at all.
And just then out of no where, that feeling came back again.
This time I felt like some sort of top class secret agent breaking into state house right in front of the guards. It was like I was agent double 0-black or something.
I hate these ego expansions.
So, by the time my body was half way in something bad happened.
I saw the potential energy that was stored in miss Lily. She was about to turn. "Hell no, not now". "This is stupid".
I continued swearing in my head until I found the simplest thing to do. And that was throw myself onto the ground and fake my presence.
So, I dropped from the window like the amazing spider-man but in the end slammed face first onto the ground. "Oof!", I quietly groaned.
Then the teacher turned back, looked at me and asked the class "What was THAT?"
Then, a random classmate (Mae) lied to the teacher and said, "Umm.... that was my bag, ma'am.
"It was a really wierd but ingenious for her to say that.
"Thanks for having my back!", I quietly whispered.
I then came to realize that she wasn't a tattletale, unlike other typical students.
Later on, the teacher assigned us some crazy homework that no one even understood.
She told us that it was about Genetic Enhancement of Micro-Organisms.
I know this is big boy stuff but my school doesn't care about that.
All in all this homework basically involves cellular reproduction and genetic alternation in General.
Afterwards... School was over and it was a great relief!
Soon I was bored of waiting for my parents to come pick me up and I then borrowed Mae's skateboard and then boarded with the boys while waiting for our parents to come pick us up.
I later on came to realize that it was running late, I was alone and Mae forgot to take back her skateboard.
So I quickly raced home, dodging all the people on the sidewalk with Mae's skateboard.
I then took a sharp stop right in front of the front lawn at around 6:30 pm. I picked up the board and then dashed in to the house.
It was quiet, too quiet. And it was at that moment I had realized that parents.... were NOT HOME.