What's next?
She could do a a basic model!
She could go with old reliable. A model of a cell, all she would need is some cardboard, hot glue, Styrofoam, and paint. All those things could be bought at a department store!
Jordan had her game plan. She just had to get out of the house, and than in, and than out again. She went to leave her room when she heard the footsteps of her mom getting closer to her door.
Fuck. Laundry day. She had to think fast, she looked out her window. She wasn't on a second story or anything, but the drop from her window was still uncomfortable and set off Jordan's fear of small heights. The foot steps got closer and closer though and Jordan had to make a decision.
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