Jump Stories Novels & Stories

As soon as I open the video, I see footage of JP’s apartment building, shot on cell phones. “I found it, I found it,” I announce with a combination of excitement and dread. JP circles around behind me to watch. In the footage, gunfire blasts out the windows – and then two figures jump through the shattered glass. It’s Grant and Dominique. I watch, mouth gaping, as they go full-on Spider-man. I’m talking jumping from balcony to balcony, catching ledges by their fingertips, then leaping from building to building. It’s absolutely amazing. So that’s fuckin’ parkour.

My heart pounded frantically in my chest as I pushed my body to keep moving, dodging each deadly obstacle. Right then as I was about to rest, the platforms began to move apart, the gap between them widening with each rotation of the mechanism. I timed my jumps carefully, launching myself through the air and landing in a roll just as a blade sliced the spot I had vacated. I sprang to my feet and continued, sweat pouring down my face and stinging the cuts on my arms.

She asked, "When did you get back?" "Just now," Jackson replied with a faint smile. "I never knew you were so skilled at jumpsies." "I'm not. It's been years since I last played. I've almost forgotten how to do it," Serenity replied. There wasn't much to do in the small town that she lived in when she was little. Jumpsies was a popular pastime for girls during recess or after school.

Moonlight shed into the opening. "Come on," Jules urged, before it seemed like she braced herself. "You'll have to get ready to jump." She informed me. And when she came close to the exit, I watched her jump down and out, leaving me. I took a deep shaky breath before looking down into the void that she had just jumped into, but all that greeted me was darkness.

It’s not going to be good for you. Juniper's stomach dropped. Then she heard it. A roaring water rushes ahead.'... A cliff. A raging river below. Her throat tightened. “You can't be serious.”. Adrian's fingers laced with hers. “Jump.”. Her ribs were crushed with excitement as Juniper ran. Behind them—shouting. Gunfire. Footsteps pounding closer. Ahead—the edge of the cliff. Adrian tightened his grip. Then—. They leaped. The world tilted. Wind pushed her against the ground and made them tumble.

The girl's mouth had twisted into a frown at that response, and the boy was sent on his way. Now it the the boy with the grey eyes realized it was his turn. Under the withering gaze of Cafer, he felt sweat begin to form on his brow. "Name?" The Chief demanded. "They call me Jumper at school, Chief Cafer." When the man raised his eyebrows, Jumper continued. "It's because at the youth trials, I set a record for high jump." "I see," Cafer responded before deferring to the girl. It was strange to see such a powerful man let a child have the lead.

Tasha is thinking of. "Okay. We're all practicing how high your jumps are. I made you all three members because you're going to support each other. Two of you will be stepping on the other one. Treading on you will take one force to get a good fall to the ground. When one steps on you, you will not move. You will not help them to increase his jump. All you have to do is support them as they step on you. Just hold on to each other so that the jumper will not be injured."

m and I was leaving home, backpack slung over my shoulder. "Bye, mom," I kissed her forehead tenderly, "See you later." She sighed defeatedly, "Okay sweetie, be careful." I drove our old, red Toyota down Marshall lane and stopped at one of the parking lots of 'Sky Extreme' center. With every step I took towards the tall building, I could feel the familiar yet intense feeling of adrenaline seep in. I was going to jump today and I really wanted to perform a perfect somersault. To my left, two boys and a little girl were walking in looking all excited. It reminded me of my first jump and I couldn't help but smile. Mom never believed that I could survive off competitions but I would prove her wr

We landed hard, both stumbling to our knees. "Two down," Brady said, looking ahead at the countless platforms still stretching before us. "Only about a thousand to go." We kept jumping. Platform to platform, crossing the void in stages. Some jumps were longer, requiring a good run up. Others were shorter, almost easy. The platforms themselves varied in size and shape. Some were circular like the first, others rectangular or irregular. A few seemed to be made of different materials entirely, smooth metal or rough crystal. Time felt strange here. I couldn't tell if we'd been jumping for minutes or hours. There was no way to measure, no reference point. Just the endless repetition of run, jump,

I took a long breath in and started working on my plan "Clear??"i asked confirming that the way is clear and i looked down from the window and it was all clear Climbing the window into the down balcony i looked around making sure no one even sensed my presence My room is on the third floor so I basically had to jump from the second floor Okay i can do it!! Without thinking about anything else I jumped "Ah—i hissed as i felt my ankle twisted It wasn't that high but still my ankle is hurting now Without caring about my ankle i start running toward the main gate