You had to face the facts -- you'd nearly shit your pants even climbing this far. This was beyond vertigo or a phobia of heights... this "mountain" could move, and it did from time to time threatening to cause you to violently drop what was equivalent to hundreds of feet down in your perception. True, Kaitlyn might not recognize you this way, but your common sense demanded that you comply and take the desk route. The only problem was this would take some careful premeditation.
From the top of Kaitlyn's higher knee, you were just a few inches from the desk's surface... a gap which seemed like you could barely clear without an advantage of some sort. That's also assuming that she didn't get up or even absentmindedly fidget, causing you to lose your precious balance and fall to an untimely death. Inhaling deeply and staring at the space, you prepare to make the leap of faith with a generous running start, arms flailing as you tried to achieve balance while sailign through the air.
As fortune would have it, the combination of your flawless jump and lightweight body allow you to barely make it to the edge. You almost stagger backward, having landed awkwardly, but manage to tilt yourself forward and away from the edge before gravity could suck you off the edge of the desk. Breathing a sigh of relief, you steady yourself and move forward. The desktop was slick and reflective, and you're surprisingly almost blinded by the light that it bouncing off of it and into your sensitively small eyes.
But none of that could be allowed to be a setback. You were on a mission to be found by Kaitlyn, and nothing else mattered. The desk had your frenemy's binder, notebook, and writing utensils arrayed on top of it, (one slightly chewed pencil, one pen with a bent cap) and you surmise that that would be a good place to start. She was bound to have to collec all of those items when she left class, on the off chance she didn't notice you before then. You rush over to it, deciding right off the bat to...
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