Chapter 14 I'm not a very romantic person

Morning, evening and good night every one! This chapter might be a little dejavu but I had to, something will happen in the next chapter that kinda depended on this chapter if you know what I mean… You don't well anyway R&R. I don't own any of the sky high characters you recognize.

Will's words span around in my head as I lay fully dressed in my bed 10 minutes after our conversation. I thought that Will was a good friend to tell me, but the negative part was that I ended up having a daydream about it. Warren was standing outside my window singing I will always love you by Whitney Huston. Most girls would love that, but that's what makes me different from other girls. I hate sensitive guys. Ok a little sensitive is fine, but people that tell you that they love you all the time just makes me want to puke. I'll admit that I cried during Titanic and Phantom of the opera but it doesn't mean that I'm a very romantic person…

I got out of bed and rushed over to my closet that stood close to the door. I threw on a pair of black jeans, a tight black sweater and a dark cap. Operation put back mad science test was about to begin…

I opened the window on my room and threw out a rope and tied it to my bed. It wasn't like I couldn't just walk out the front door, it was just that I didn't want to face dad and have him asking me a million questions. And I wanted it to seem like a real mission, and there is no mission without a proper escape is there?

My weak arms almost let go of the rope as I climbed out the window and down the roof, but I managed get a hold of it and started to hoist my self down. I stopped right in front of our living room window to check if there was anyone there, but to my relief, it was empty. At least I thought…

"Taylor?" asked mom that had just opened the window in front of me.

"Mom?!" I asked in horror almost letting go of the rope again. "What on earth are you doing in the window?"

"Asks the girl dangling in a rope outside the window…" said mom and folded her arms over her chest.

"Can't a girl spend some time by her favorite window?"

"Are you sneaking out to meet that Wane guy?"

"Warren, mom, Warren!" I said, my hands staring to hurt.

"Warren right sorry…"

"And no, I'm not sneaking out to see him."

"What are doing then?"

"Would you please let me go? My hands are burning." I complained, trying to get out of the very uncomfortable situation I was in.

"I wont let you go before you tell me where you are going." She said in a firm voice and grabbed my shirt.

"If I don't tell you?"

"I'll take away your TV for two weeks!"

"NOOOOOOOO!" I yelled and made some fake crying sounds. My beloved TV, she can't take the thing I love most in this world. It's my precious… "You have to tear it from my cold dead hands first!"

"Tell me." my mom said calmly, fully aware of my staling.

"Mom!" I said, my hands trembling.

"Taylor!"

"Mom!"

"Taylor!"

"UUUUAAAHHH!" the ground hit my head so hard that I was sure to split it in two. I groaned and opened my eyes. My mom was calling my name from the window, but I didn't bother to answer her. I hadn't fallen more than two meters but was still pretty painful. Mom disappeared from the window probably to check if I was alright, so I took the one chance I had and got up (with difficulty) and ran down the dark street before my mom had got outside.

"My most painful month so far…" I said and sat down behind our neighbors' garbage canes out of sight. I rubbed the back of my head and made a grimace.

"I'll definitely write a book about this some day." I got up and ran towards Emma's house in the end of the road. Not a single light was on which meant that the house was empty. I knew for a fact that Emma's father was a doctor and her mother was an art teacher (as a cover of course) and was basically out there saving the world all day long so they were busy people…

I repeated what we had done the first time and saw, when I was on the roof, that the gutter had been fixed. I sighed and looked around before I closed my eyes and made my way to Emma's window. And to my great horror, it was closed. There was no way I was going to get in now! I mean, without breaking anything… Hmm… No, no. I won't even think about it!

Than suddenly, an idea so dangerous, so daring accrued to me. It was the most brilliant idea I had ever gotten! So brilliant that it will be remembered for centuries!

"I'll slip it under the window!" Ok, perhaps not that brilliant…

I carefully took the test out of my bag and pushed it through the window. I was afraid it would be too thick but it went through without difficulties. I had just finished my thank you prayer when I heard voices a couple of feet from me. I bit my lip and found out that the only way I could escape them was to get up on the roof. The voices came closer and closer and just when I was about to hoist my self up on the roof with some help from my foot, I slipped and fell backwards. Luckily, a nail hooked to my jeans and stopped the fall.

"Damn it!" I whispered furiously as I heard the voices getting closer. I didn't dare to move, so I folded my hands carefully and made another payer telling, our mighty Lord, to let me live to see another day.

The couple passed happily, and a bit too slowly for my liking, when one of them suddenly stopped and looked strait at me.

"What do you think that is Ronny?" asked a woman's voice and pointed at the girl dangling from the roof, her life depending on the strength of the nail her foot was hooked to… (That would be me, unfortunately…)

"Hmm, looks like one of them new satellites! Costs a fortune…" said a deep, Irish male voice.

"We should really get one of those. I like it…" said the woman and gave the man a kiss. They walked away just in time to miss my loud sigh in relief. How thick could you get? Satellite… Yeah right…

"Thank you O Holy One! IOU big time!" but back to the main problem here. My life was still depending on the nail hooked to my foot!

"Where's Warren when ye need him?!"

"Taylor?" said a WAY to familiar voice behind me.

"Just as ordered…"

"Don't tell me, another note?" said Warren.

"Njeao… What does it matter? If I fall, you may as well get used to talking to a tone stone!"

"I'll get a ladder. Wait here." He said and disappeared behind the house.

"Don't worry, I'll stay put…" I said and rolled my eyes. Did he really expect me to travel off?

He returned a couple of minutes later with a ladder that he placed next to me. He climbed up unhooked my foot and took me just in time. When we were down he gave me a critical look.

"Thanks again…"

"What were you doing up there this time?"

"Ok before I tell you anything, I just want to ask you if it was a coincidence that you meet me here or…?" he looked troubled for a sec before he blushed slightly.

"Actually, I went to your house first, but your mother said you had left and that she didn't know where you were so… I guessed you were here."

"Well, my mom wouldn't know because… Why did you come to my house?" I asked curiously. He could've told me at school unless it was something important. (Or something personal…)