Will
I'm falling.
I really didn't think I was going to die tonight, and it's so surreal now to find myself rushing downwards.
I can barely feel myself falling I'm falling so fast. I swear it's almost like I'm holding still.
I remember, as I watch pigeons go flying past me (giving me very confused looks) saying something to Layla along the lines of, "In case my prom date kills me tonight." I never thought that would really happen, but I've just been thrown out of a window, and death will probably be rather difficult to avoid.
This is like a dream. I'll miss everyone of course. But come on, I'm just a kid. I'm 14. Should I really be falling through a slightly cloudy night sky, wondering just where the ground is? I can't see lights yet.
I suppose pretty soon I'll black out from the speed of the pressure change. I'll probably be dead before I hit the ground. I learned that in Science class, back in Middle School. About pressure changes I mean.
As I look back up at the school, I feel an updraft under me. Wouldn't it be nice if an updraft was enough to lift a 14 year old boy?
There's a swooping feeling to all this. Maybe it's part of falling? You know, I think this updraft is really slowing me down. In fact, it could almost be said to be pushing me up.
Up?
Instinctively, my arms flatten to my sides as I streamline my body and thrust against the air. It's like swimming almost.
Good thing I'm catching on so fast because by the time I get back up to Sky High I better be really good at this.
I hope there's still some crackers left at the tables in the gym when all this is over.
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See what I mean by surreal?
A/N: I thought I might do a collection of Sky High one shots, from
different characters point of view. Please review, and thanks for
reading!
