My Most Exciting Experience This Summer...

The past four years of high school, I always took the least dangerous road. I never did anything to dangerous that would get me in serious trouble. On the second to last day of summer this year, 6 of my friends and I decided to do our senior prank. The high school students started class the next day, so we decided to hang posters on the outside of the school. Now these posters were not just and 2'x3' poster, one of my friends went to his house and got two very large canvas sheets that were about 10 feet wide, and 5 feet long. We took an excessive amount of time, on what exactly we would right on them. We finally decided: "Sucks to be you, Class of '09" and "Wasted all the time, Class of 09". It was perfect, we went to my room and put on as much dark clothing as possible, we even went as far as putting my mom's black make up on our faces. It felt as though I was preparing for an assassination at a high security facility.
When we arrived at the school, we split into two groups. My group was to go up to the highest point, the auditorium. It was about 9 stories high. Once we got up there, it felt as though we were the kings of Zionsville. We could see as far as Indianapolis. The cool air blew in our faces. It was so hard to hear anything besides our breath, we were all so quite, we embraced the pure silence.
Right before we rolled the sign down, the other group called and told us there was a cop in the back parking lot. We decided to wait until he was gone. Little did we know this was our biggest mistake.
After laying down on the roof for about ten minutes, I received another call from the group. We all expected them to say the cop was gone. It was the complete opposite, the other group had left the high school, and there were now 5 cops shinning spotlights on the roof. Our stomachs dropped. The adrenaline started to go through my body. I remember distinctly how everyone reacted. Weston began to panic. Jeff said, "Who cares man, those lazy cops wont come up here." I was more quite, just assessing the situation.
Finally we decided to leave with the up most caution. Once the cops drove around the corner, we would go down another flight of ladders. We couldn't get down to the ground the same way we got up, there were two cops there. We went around to the lowest point we could. It was about 14 feet high.
When we all got on the edge of the building, we stopped. Fear struck through us. We knew this was going to be potentially dangerous. Finally I said, "Guys its pain, or a permanent record of trespassing." I jumped, I landed with most of my weight on my right leg. It felt as though my shin had broken. I looked up at Jeff and Weston and said, "Guys just do it, it's not bad." Although it was excruciating, I had to ensure it was okay. They jumped. We ran across the street into Jeff's neighborhood. We were home free.
We were all on cloud nine, I felt like I had just escaped from Alcatraz. Our driver of the whole operation told us later that he saw 2 cops walking on the roof right where we had hung the sign.
Although at the moment, it felt like it was the worst idea. Now that I look back on this experience, I wouldn't change it one bit. This whole dilemma even made the police report section in the newspaper. We all agreed that it was something that I can tell people forever. It made my summer, and made me realize a little risk is worth the adventure.