I know that the best plan of action is to find someone I can trust. With ease I am able to descend to the ground using the legs of the stools as a ladder. From down here everything looks even larger to me, especially the giant teens. Their shoes alone are as big as a house from this perspective. Two bright blue sneakers nearly crush me as a girl takes the seat I had just occupied. I cautiously make my way across the room, past shoes of all types, a smashed cracker, and a dropped pencil. As I walk out the door the final bell rings; which luckily means the hallways are pretty deserted. Nonetheless I decide to stay close to the walls just to be safe.
I have two options for help, my sister Ashley or my best friend Rachel. I trust them both, so it was just a matter of who was easier to get to. Rachel has her art class first period, which is just around the corner. If I remember correctly Ashley is in her English class right now, which is on the other side of the building. As such I decide to make my way to Rachel. The walk, while much longer than it normally was, only took a couple of minutes.
The door to the art room is closed, but I am plenty small enough to slide underneath it. This room is similar to the one I had just been in as it has tables and stools instead of individual desks. I look up at the giants in search for Rachel. I spot her brown hair and spunky clothes. She has never been one for trends or anything "normal." I like that about her. Today Rachel is wearing a rainbow colored sun dress, the colors coming from hundreds of M&M's printed on the fabric. The dress does a good job of showing off her slender figure.
All the students are busy working on there projects, so I make it across the room to Rachel without worrying about getting stepped on. Her outfit is completed with high tops which also are covered in M&M's. I can not help but admire her slender legs. I decide that the easiest way to get her attention is to climb up onto her. Even though I am small, Rachel is sure to feel me on her skin. Since she is not the tallest girl her shoes do not quite reach the floor. I am able to use the lase to pull myself up onto her massive shoe. With ease I climb the tall shoe. Once I reach the bare skin of her leg, I touch her. At first I just gently tap her leg, but then I hit it a little more firmly. Rachel flinches and I know she felt me. She....
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