It's too far to travel to get to the teacher, so you decide to take the direct route, which means scaling hundreds of feet of teenage girl.
You approach her solitary ked, noting the other shoe dangling high above you. Sighing and saying a quick prayer, you begin to pull yourself up the rubber of the sole, until you reach the canvas of the shoe itself.
You're actually starting to feel pretty good about this -- the climb isn't too bad, and when you reach the top of the shoelaces, you smile and think this won't be hard after all.
Then you look up the eternal leg of the girl, and realize you're dreaming.
You sit down on the shoelaces and look up, trying to figure out your next move. You can smell the stale odor of the girl's foot through the shoe, and you realize suddenly just how insignificant you must be, sitting on the foot of a girl who doesn't even know you're there.
You stand up and start toward her sock. You're more concerned about the sheer, smooth expanse of leg, but you're going to do you best.
Suddenly, as you're walking, the foot you're on begins to move. You drop to your stomach and hang on with all your might, wondering what's happening.
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