okay, 40 feet to the ground, I got this. I just have to be a motherfucking gymnast.

I put some old -shirts on my hands and got socks with no-slide toes. then I opened my window and looked down.

I got this. right? yes.

no

maybe

no, I got this

I kicked my legs over the windowsill. and climbed down with the bag over my shoulder. then I looked back over my windowsill at J.J

''bye J"

then I slid downward. the no-slide socks helped, but I was still going down a little too fast. then my foot slipped and I fell. Hard.  10 feet of falling to the ground. joy.

I sat up. sore, but nothing broken.

pain, but no strains.

I got up and walked around the house to my bike.  I looked into the first-story window, and heard Jamie and mom.

Jamie: she's a horrible person mom, she lies all the time

Mom: I know baby, but legally, I cant kick her out until she's 18

Jamie: but I don't know if I can hold out that long mom

Mom: what do you mean?

Jamie: never mind, she'll be too upset and she'll beat me again!

I left after that,  wasn't even gonna try. I got on my bike and drove off to Delilah's house.