In the next half of a second, I noticed a lot of things. The gymnastics
equipment that was set up brought itself to my attention. My gaze shifted
to the window, which was about twenty feet up, to the blue woman and the
big, ugly, hairy guy coming at me. I thought it out in the blink of an
eye. It was a long shot, but it looked like I was going to have to give it
a try. I didn't exactly feel like sticking around to see what these people
wanted from me.
I took off and ran at my very fastest right between the two people. The guy made a grab for me but missed. I ran along the mats, occasionally doing a round-off, cartwheel, or walkover for extra momentum. I landed on the springboard, and launched myself over the vault. I became airborne and soared right over everyone. I stretched my arms out and grabbed a hold of the rings, which were not supposed to be in use so they were still pretty high.
One of the people on the ground got an idea. He seemed awfully familiar for some reason. So did a few of the others. He has green hair and had an uncommonly foul odor. His tongue was kind of like a frog's tongue. He stuck it out and faster than my eyes could follow, and stuck it onto the rings. It was so gross! I mean, it was slimier than most tongues, and it was green, not to mention it was really long. I didn't want to touch it, so I took a pencil out of my pocket, (don't ask me why it was there) and started to pry it off. Eventually, I got it off, and it snapped back into his mouth, and sent him flying backwards. Unfortunately, I never got the pencil back because it stuck to his tongue. I have to admit though, it was funny because it hit him in the face and left a huge red mark.
The rings started swinging, so I pulled myself up so that I was hanging from the ceiling panels and worked my way over to the rope, which was not set up either, so they couldn't just climb up. I had never been more terrified than I was then. The leader in the helmet and cape was flying toward me, and as for the rest of them, I had no clue what they were capable of, and how to deal with them. Not to mention the fact that I was loosing my grip! I don't know which was more unpleasant: The rope-burn that I could feel myself getting, or the feeling that my stomach was up in my throat.
A boy down below stomped his foot and his eyes rolled back in his head. At first, I didn't know what he was doing, but then when the gym started shaking and bits of the ceiling started raining down on me, I pretty much figured it out.
I struggled to hold on. Several times I had to renew my grip, and each time I almost fell. Another guy, who was incredibly tall, and about twice as big around as he was tall, moved under me. He jumped, and made a grab for me, but missed. When he came down, the gym shook even more.
Suddenly, someone started banging on the door and everyone in the gym stopped and looked. I heard Gwen's voice yelling, "Rina, what the Heck are you doing in there? Come on! Get out! They're evacuating the entire school!" I took advantage of the distraction, and not responding to Gwen's shouts, I snuck out the window, which I was then near enough to, and when the freaks turned back, I was gone.
The big fat guy made the mistake of being the first to try to follow me through, and got stuck in the window. I tried to stifle it, honest, but it was just so funny that I burst out laughing. I wrote down the phone number for a trainer and stuck it between his teeth before I left.
I don't know how I knew, but Gwen was still inside trying to get me out of the gym. I thought to her, come on, Gwen. I'm out. You can leave now. A few moments later, Gwen came rushing out and ran up to me.
"Rina? How did you do that?"
"What the earthquakes? I didn't do that!"
"No, I mean you spoke in my head. How?"
"I did?"
"Yes, you did. You said 'Come on, Gwen. I'm out. You can leave now.'"
I was stunned. Had she really heard me? I'd thought it was coincidence that she happened to come out when she did, but now I was out of explanations. It couldn't be luck. It couldn't be coincidence. It couldn't be a dream. Something was going on with me. I just couldn't tell what.
I took off and ran at my very fastest right between the two people. The guy made a grab for me but missed. I ran along the mats, occasionally doing a round-off, cartwheel, or walkover for extra momentum. I landed on the springboard, and launched myself over the vault. I became airborne and soared right over everyone. I stretched my arms out and grabbed a hold of the rings, which were not supposed to be in use so they were still pretty high.
One of the people on the ground got an idea. He seemed awfully familiar for some reason. So did a few of the others. He has green hair and had an uncommonly foul odor. His tongue was kind of like a frog's tongue. He stuck it out and faster than my eyes could follow, and stuck it onto the rings. It was so gross! I mean, it was slimier than most tongues, and it was green, not to mention it was really long. I didn't want to touch it, so I took a pencil out of my pocket, (don't ask me why it was there) and started to pry it off. Eventually, I got it off, and it snapped back into his mouth, and sent him flying backwards. Unfortunately, I never got the pencil back because it stuck to his tongue. I have to admit though, it was funny because it hit him in the face and left a huge red mark.
The rings started swinging, so I pulled myself up so that I was hanging from the ceiling panels and worked my way over to the rope, which was not set up either, so they couldn't just climb up. I had never been more terrified than I was then. The leader in the helmet and cape was flying toward me, and as for the rest of them, I had no clue what they were capable of, and how to deal with them. Not to mention the fact that I was loosing my grip! I don't know which was more unpleasant: The rope-burn that I could feel myself getting, or the feeling that my stomach was up in my throat.
A boy down below stomped his foot and his eyes rolled back in his head. At first, I didn't know what he was doing, but then when the gym started shaking and bits of the ceiling started raining down on me, I pretty much figured it out.
I struggled to hold on. Several times I had to renew my grip, and each time I almost fell. Another guy, who was incredibly tall, and about twice as big around as he was tall, moved under me. He jumped, and made a grab for me, but missed. When he came down, the gym shook even more.
Suddenly, someone started banging on the door and everyone in the gym stopped and looked. I heard Gwen's voice yelling, "Rina, what the Heck are you doing in there? Come on! Get out! They're evacuating the entire school!" I took advantage of the distraction, and not responding to Gwen's shouts, I snuck out the window, which I was then near enough to, and when the freaks turned back, I was gone.
The big fat guy made the mistake of being the first to try to follow me through, and got stuck in the window. I tried to stifle it, honest, but it was just so funny that I burst out laughing. I wrote down the phone number for a trainer and stuck it between his teeth before I left.
I don't know how I knew, but Gwen was still inside trying to get me out of the gym. I thought to her, come on, Gwen. I'm out. You can leave now. A few moments later, Gwen came rushing out and ran up to me.
"Rina? How did you do that?"
"What the earthquakes? I didn't do that!"
"No, I mean you spoke in my head. How?"
"I did?"
"Yes, you did. You said 'Come on, Gwen. I'm out. You can leave now.'"
I was stunned. Had she really heard me? I'd thought it was coincidence that she happened to come out when she did, but now I was out of explanations. It couldn't be luck. It couldn't be coincidence. It couldn't be a dream. Something was going on with me. I just couldn't tell what.
