Out the window

Jordan felt daring today, she threw her backpack out. It landed on the grass outside with a thunk. She stepped out to her window, laying one leg over the windows wall. The touch of the course wall on her thighs a reminder of her state of dress.

Jordan dropped her leg, coming into contact with the ground below. She hoisted her other leg over. Scrapping her tailbone against the wall. Jordan's door opened right as she got over, ducking under for cover Jordan kneeled down.

Jordan's mom was in her room humming a tune as she dropped off clothes. Jordan stood still, not making a sound to alert her mom.

"Why'd Jordan leave her window open?" her Mom chuckled. Jordan cringed as she heard the window slide shut than lock. Fuck. There goes her easy way in.

She crouched there for a few more seconds until her mom left. She stood up and felt an new level of freedom below her skirt. She looked at the ground in horror as she saw scraps of black fabric on the ground. She hurried to pick it up, no doubt, her tore underwear. Ugh she hit herself in the head, her slide out of the window. Jordan looked around nervously.

Jordan could try and go back inside from the backdoor, get new clothes, but that would risk being seen by her mom. Or she could try and bare through the lack of underwear.