Before her feet would ever reach the ground, Jacqueline had to pass four obsticles, the first of which was swiftly getting ever closer to, Amber's floor. As the two had gotten older their relationship had turned into one of high sibling rivalry, if only one sided... She knew that if her older sister was to catch sight of her she would never ever hear the end of it from her whole family... That was if she didn't just open the window, cut her hair and let her fall to her death, but that seemed more Luigi's style than Ambers.

As she slowly lowered herself, inch by inch, she peeked into one of her sisters windows only to see her going through her numerouse wardrobes, tossing her outfits all over the room, whinning loudly to herself as she did.

"No, no, no! Why don't I ever have something that goes with my new look! I'm the eldest girl, I'm in the public eye and this is how I am treated while that little bitch is pampered in everyway!" She screamed, tossing a pair of shoes at the window, smashing it and narrowingly missing Jacqueline who took this as a damn good sign to move on down, and fast.

Pavi's floor was next though she wasn't as worried about him seeing her since he would be so easy to buy off in order to keep his mouth shut... That or he would most likely be too busy screwing a bunch of women to actually see her. As she passed his window she quickly glanced in, her jaw dropping at what she saw. She hung there for a moment, tilting her head as she watched.

"I didn't even know a person could actually do that..." She muttered, though quickly moved down as the scene inside began to get a bit too... Graphic.

Having gotten past the first two obsticals so easily, getting ever closer to the ground, Jacqueline's heart began to race, which only doubled as she approached Luigi's floor. As she had on the other two, she looked in as she passed to see... Nothing. She pulled her head back in surprise before shrugging. At that moment a bloodied body suddenly came flying towards the window, startling her so much she let go of her hair and preceded to fall for what seemed like forever.

She finally grabbed onto her hair, her feet dangling inches above her fathers open bedroom window where he stood, gazing out at the city. Jacquline hung there, silent and terrified for at least ten minutes before her father closed his window before drawing the curtains. She sighed in relief before carrying on.

She didn't stop at the lower floors, not wanting to see the inner workings of her fathers company. When here feet were near touching the floor she stopped, pulling her legs in as she looked at the ground, stunned. She breathed in deeply before taking her first steps outside in her entire life. She stood tall and proud before pressing the release button for the clamp in her room. Her hair sped down the great hieght, landing in a large pile beside her. She slowly made her into the city.