"Jin?" Hwoarang said angrily as nobody bothered to answer the door. He
began battering the door with his fists. He thought to himself: Must get
sex from Julia. About 5 minutes later Hwoarang was still stood there in the
midnight frost, waiting for Jin to answer. He decided to knock the door
down. If he wasn't in then he would truly give up. He walked round the back
and into Jin's garden. There he found many good poles and rams for knocking
the door down with. He chose a rusty old metal pole about the size of a
child and waked back around to the front.
Hwoarang grabbed the pole and slammed it into the door, immediately it fell
off of its hinges. Hwoarang could hear a programme on TV going off in the
background, but he couldn't see Jin. He searched every room downstairs. So
he ran up the stairs calling out "JIN! JIN! HEY, KAZAMA?" Nobody responded
to him. He didn't have a plan at all so he decided to return to Julia's
house.
Meanwhile Julia was considering whether to jump off of the plane or not. It was foolish, but from the airport where she was now was 2 whole hours away. She ran to the cockpit and began searching desperately for a parachute. She found a few pairs of shoes and a tin of pears in one bag, a game-boy in another. She was getting frantic. She needed to find the scroll to ensure Michelle was back very shortly. But a year was not short. She prayed it her heart that the scroll was in a legible language that she knew, but somehow she doubted it very deeply. The next bag she searched she found something very lucky. A large piece of rope was hidden inside the front pouch. She stuffed it into her handbag, she then began searching for old sheets. Old sheets were not ideal for parachuting in the old days because polkadot sheets which were very popular were literally poke-a-dot. Dots were poked into them. So air could get in. But now nothing was stopping her. She soon found a large frilly pink bed-sheet. She grabbed it and furiously began making a parachute. It took her about ten minutes because she needed to do some cutting, but then she was ready. She ran to the emergency air vent and slammed ferociously on the open button, but the vent didn't budge. So Julia grabbed some Vaseline out of her bag and began rubbing it onto the button. The button popped out slightly, but not a major distance. Julia would need to go back to the first-class section and open the vent from there. She wished there was another way, but every second they went futher and futher away from the scroll of life. Julia got a queasy feeling in her stomach, she wasn't the sort of person to endager other people's lifes for someone important to her. But this was her mother; Michelle. Julia just had to save her at all costs. Just then her phone started ringing. It was Hwoarang. Hwoarang must have successfully delivered the letter. Julia answered "hello" she spoke softly. "I failed........" Hwoarang said in a sympathetic voice. "What do you mean?" Julia snapped. "I'm a so sorry" Hwoarang said. "How could you have failed such an easy task?" Julia asked, she was on the verge of anger. Hwoarang faltered a bit, "He vas not there." he said triumphantly. "And what are you going to do?" she pleaded. "Dunno" he replied pathetically. Julia suddenly had a great idea. "Throw a dinner party!" Hwoarang considered. A dinner party would be a great way to lure Jin. "I can not cook" He said dumbfoundedly. Julia considered for a minute or 2 before saying. "Fake it! tell Jin there is one to lure him to your house, do whatever it takes" Hwoarang nodded to himself as Julia hung up. Julia had been on the phone for five minutes. She had lost 8 miles. IT was now or never she thought. She ran to the first-class tier and desperately pressed the button. An alarm went off, Julia screamed as 2 armed policemen came over. It really was now or never. She Jumped.
Meanwhile Julia was considering whether to jump off of the plane or not. It was foolish, but from the airport where she was now was 2 whole hours away. She ran to the cockpit and began searching desperately for a parachute. She found a few pairs of shoes and a tin of pears in one bag, a game-boy in another. She was getting frantic. She needed to find the scroll to ensure Michelle was back very shortly. But a year was not short. She prayed it her heart that the scroll was in a legible language that she knew, but somehow she doubted it very deeply. The next bag she searched she found something very lucky. A large piece of rope was hidden inside the front pouch. She stuffed it into her handbag, she then began searching for old sheets. Old sheets were not ideal for parachuting in the old days because polkadot sheets which were very popular were literally poke-a-dot. Dots were poked into them. So air could get in. But now nothing was stopping her. She soon found a large frilly pink bed-sheet. She grabbed it and furiously began making a parachute. It took her about ten minutes because she needed to do some cutting, but then she was ready. She ran to the emergency air vent and slammed ferociously on the open button, but the vent didn't budge. So Julia grabbed some Vaseline out of her bag and began rubbing it onto the button. The button popped out slightly, but not a major distance. Julia would need to go back to the first-class section and open the vent from there. She wished there was another way, but every second they went futher and futher away from the scroll of life. Julia got a queasy feeling in her stomach, she wasn't the sort of person to endager other people's lifes for someone important to her. But this was her mother; Michelle. Julia just had to save her at all costs. Just then her phone started ringing. It was Hwoarang. Hwoarang must have successfully delivered the letter. Julia answered "hello" she spoke softly. "I failed........" Hwoarang said in a sympathetic voice. "What do you mean?" Julia snapped. "I'm a so sorry" Hwoarang said. "How could you have failed such an easy task?" Julia asked, she was on the verge of anger. Hwoarang faltered a bit, "He vas not there." he said triumphantly. "And what are you going to do?" she pleaded. "Dunno" he replied pathetically. Julia suddenly had a great idea. "Throw a dinner party!" Hwoarang considered. A dinner party would be a great way to lure Jin. "I can not cook" He said dumbfoundedly. Julia considered for a minute or 2 before saying. "Fake it! tell Jin there is one to lure him to your house, do whatever it takes" Hwoarang nodded to himself as Julia hung up. Julia had been on the phone for five minutes. She had lost 8 miles. IT was now or never she thought. She ran to the first-class tier and desperately pressed the button. An alarm went off, Julia screamed as 2 armed policemen came over. It really was now or never. She Jumped.