We Go Up Novels & Stories

“What is it?” There was a light chuckle on the other end of the call, “It’s a surprise Bowie, which means you’ll want to be surprised when you see it.” Bo let out a slightly dramatic groan, pushing himself up and onto his real leg in one motion. He grabbed at the piano bench, using it’s height and solidity to pull himself all the way onto his feet.

My words hung in the air, a plea for understanding and the need for a space where our thoughts could flow freely. My father's expression softened, his eyes reflecting a blend of understanding and a touch of relief. He nodded, his response accompanied by a gentle smile. "Sure, Jasmine," he replied, his voice a soothing balm to my nerves. "Let's head upstairs." Levi, standing by my side, offered a reassuring squeeze of my hand, his unwavering support a silent affirmation of our shared journey. With a collective understanding, the three of us made our way up the stairs, the steps creaking softly beneath our weight, each echoing footfall marking the significance of this moment.

Enough time for everything to go wrong. Zayden somehow moved even faster beside me. “We should’ve never fucking left,” he snarled. Onyx agreed immediately. “This is our fault.” “No,” I muttered sharply. “This was planned.” That didn’t make me feel any better though. We hit the second staircase hard and practically launched ourselves upward three steps at a time. My lungs burned from the pace but I didn’t slow down. Couldn’t. Not now. Halfway up another link slammed through from Roman. “Hurry the fuck up.”

"Lucas talks about you constantly. I was starting to think he'd made you up." Lucas, for his part, was still standing directly beside Kesley with his small hand wrapped around two of her fingers, looking up at her like she was his personal celebrity. "You're going up the mountain too?" Susan asked, looking between us. "We are," Kesley said. "Then we all go together." Susan clapped her hands once like it was settled. "It is not too high, and there are stands at the top. Come, come." I felll into step beside Kesley as we started up the trail.

A: at the top floor, just close to his office, I'll wait for yiu and then we can go in together. E: We can do this! A: Why are we making this more than it should be? *Laughing emoji* E: Because we're tense! A: Just you though, not me! E: Whatever you say. A: hurry up!

I asked Serena, and her face brightened up. “Of course!” she voiced out excitedly. We both walked into the tower, and began to climb the stairs. “When you’re tired, we could just use the elevator. “No. I’m going to make it upstairs without having to use the elevator. I’m going to scream at the top of my voice that I made it.” She uttered, with an energetic aura. I chuckled, and even felt encouraged by her surge of energy, so, we both began to walk up the stairs.

He had his own sleek duffel bag slung over his shoulder, looking effortlessly put together, as always. Jaden was already there, leaning against a pillar, looking as if he’d rather be anywhere else, yet a faint hint of anticipation flickered in his eyes. “Alright, everyone,” Justin announced, his voice carrying over the morning chatter. “We’ll be heading up to the roof. Our transportation is waiting for us there.” A wave of confused murmurs rippled through the group. Roof? What kind of transportation was waiting on the roof? We followed Justin towards the elevator, the anticipation building with each floor. When the doors finally opened onto the rooftop, a collective gasp went through the gro

"Do you suppose I talked to my mother?" "I guess so," he replies, shrugging. Do you suppose if after school we come back so he can pick up a bag? " Obviously," I admit happily. Then, at that point, moving to the right, we pass by his house and bring the elevator down to the underground garage (which is only for the inhabitants of the complex), get into his vehicle and finally go to class. /// Our five stars for the day are science advanced and we barely figure out how to get to the room before Mrs. Finch locks the gate, in light of the fact that the doorbell has currently rung.

I have to admit that was good idea, so we decided to take it up and go along with it. The only problem is how do we find our way to Olympus?

I said. She nodded. But as we turned She suddenly grabbed my arm. Hard. I stopped immediately. “What—?” “They’re already inside.” My grip tightened. “How many?” Her eyes unfocused slightly again. “More than before.” Great. Just great. “Then we don’t go down,” I said. “We go up.” She looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Up?” “Roof.” “And then what?” I met her gaze. “Then we improvise.” She stared at me for a second.