The Closet Is Made Of All Kinds Of Wood

Chapter One - Beginnings

Lilly's Perspective

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I walk down the locker filled hallway, knowing a smile is plastered on my face. I've been waiting for this all day.

The plan is simple. Distract Mr. O'Way, get into his office, secure his laptop, find Abby's locker code, and escape. All in two minutes. This was going to be easy.

You may have many questions. I would have them too. Who is Mr. O'Way? How am I distracting him? Why am I getting Abby's locker code? Why do I need his laptop to get said key code? And what is the point of this exercise? Well the answers are quite simple.

Mr. O'Way is Marchindon High School's math co-ordinator, and also a pretentious douche-bag, who thought that he was better than every other staff member at our stupid high school. But that's just my extremely biased opinion. If you couldn't tell.

The reason I need his laptop in paticular is because he, like every other teacher in the school, has everyone's locker key codes, but is the only one idiotic enough to type their password into their laptop while before mentioned laptop is connected to a projector.

I'm distracting Mr. O'Way using my special weapon. Lexi. I only convinced her to help me because she is hopelessly in love with him, for whatever reason. I mean, he's attractive, there's no doubt about that. Just because I'm a lesbian doesn't mean I can't see when someone is good-looking. But there is no personality to the face, you know what I'm saying? Anyway, she's going to ask him some mundane math's question, lead him out of his office and then I'll grab the code while I hope to God that she can keep him interested enough for me to sneak back out.

And now to answer your biggest question: why I'm going to risk getting suspended and facing my super religious, "stay-in-school-don't-do-drugs-detention-and-we-will-kill-you" parents just so I can get a girl's locker key code. Well I've fallen for Abby, and I'm gonna sneak a letter into her locker. You happy? I answered all your questions. Oh, you wanna know more about Abby? Fine.

I've liked her for a really long time. A really long time. She probably already knows - the flirting has probably given it way. She keeps telling me she's straight, but I'm fairly sure she's not. Kind of. Not really. But she is just so cute that I can't let her pass me by, right?

I press an envelope to my chest as I squeeze in between a wall and the back of a locker. It's a tight fit, but I manage. I am about ten metres from Mr. O'Way's HQ, and Lexi is politely yet forcefully knocking on the door. The time is 3:47, and the school is all but deserted. Let the mission begin.

The door slowly creaks open, and Mr O'Way's face lights up as soon as he sets eyes on Lexi. "Good afternoon, Lexi. I love to discuss mathematics with my students outside of classtime! To what do I owe this pleasure?" His voice reeked of elation. Ugh. Makes me want to throw up.

Come on Lexi, I think. Remember what we practised!

Yet Lexi stands still, as if she was a statue. Her mouth is moving up and down, but her words are failing to reveal themselves. Her tanned face is still bright red, and her tiny little braids jingle as they sway around her face. I think I might have an aneurysm, but Mr. O'Way starts up again."Do you have some questions about today's homework? I know that translation is a bit of a tough thing to get your head around!" I breathe a (quiet) sigh of relief. The operation is saved.

"Yes, I did sir," hurriedly says Lexi, coming back down to Earth. "I was having trouble with question number twelve, and was wondering if you could help me?" Thank God for her improvisation skills.

"Do you have the homework sheet on you? If you don't, I'm afraid I can't be much help since I gave away my last copy-" Lexi cuts him off.

"Um... I have it my locker, I'll go get it."

"Okay Lexi, I'll wait for you to come back and then we can discuss-" Lexi cuts him off for her second time. While twirling one of her many braids and putting a sickeningly charming smile on her face, she replies. I love that quick thinking little nugget.

"Why don't you come back to my locker with me and we can discuss it there? Sorry, I have to catch a public bus home and me running back and forth might take too long. It will only be quick, I swear!" She flashes him another bewitching smile, Mr. O'Way reluctantly agrees to her proposition and as they walk towards her locker, a small thumbs up appears on Lexi's hand, unbeknownst to Mr. O'Way. There's the signal. I get ready to dash towards the door way, mentally going over the plan in my head. Laptop, password, code. Let's do this.

The pair turn the corner, and I shove my way out between the locker and wall and sprint to the door. I turn the handle, move forward and slam into it. What? I turn the handle again, and the door again does nothing. Shit. It's locked. What am I going to do know?

The door is glass, and I can see the laptop sitting at his desk, teasing me. I look around in despair, then see something moving inside the office and turn back to the door. Maybe some one is still in there?

Ufortunately, there is no one inside. It was just my own reflection. I stare at my straight blonde hair, which is messily pinned back. Hurry up and think of something Lilly. Anything!

Something like... the fact that my hair is pinned back. I pull out one of my hair grips and shove it in the key hole. I twist it a bit and voilà, the door is now unlocked. Don't ask me where I learnt to do that.

I rush into the room, and notice that the walls are empty apart from a copy of Mr. O'Ways "Master Of Teaching" from Melbourne University and a picture of people I can only assume are his wife and kids. Haha, can't wait to break Lexi's heart.

I sit a this desk and open the lid to his laptop. A message pops up asking for a password, and I enter what I believe is his password.

>123password456

I'm logged in. What an idiot.

Once the interface is finished loading, I open a folder called "Student Files" which brings up another bunch of folders, and I click each one until I find what I'm looking for. Which I don't.

I look at my watch. It's 3:51, and I think Lexi has been gone for 2 minutes already. Time is running out, and I still haven't found Abby's key code. I click on some more folders, and even in my hurry I still decide to venture into "Tax Files 2002". I don't know what I'm thinking, but I can hear faint voices coming from down the hall. I'm trapped, and I don't even know what the code is.

Then I facepalm my self. I'm an idiot. I click on the first search bar that seems applicable, and type "Student Locker Codes". While Mr. O'Way's slow computer looks through a bunch of indexes and program files, I scramble around the room looking for a scrap to write on, and a pen to write on that with. I grab an oddlooking butterfly notepad, the computer makes a 'ding' and I scan the screen looking for an "Abby Kyle". The voices that were faint before are now louder, and inching ever closer. "Abby Kyle" is nowhere to be seen.

I can hear footsteps, and I estimate that I have about 45 seconds to find Abby's code. I skim the list and it sticks out like a sore thumb. "Abigail Kyle". I quadruple click the file, an after a what felt like ten years but was probably ten seconds, her key code is displayed center screen.

>22,32,8

I quickly scrawl the numbers across the top page of the notebook, close the onscreen folder, and slam the laptop lid down. I am just leaving the room when Mr. O'Way marches back in, Lexi by his side.

"What are you doing in my office young lady?" He asks, voice raising with every syllable. "How did you get in there?"

I hurriedly shove the notepad into my blazer pocket.

"I-I-I was just coming to see you sir! I had a question about the math test..." I say. What am I saying? I'm not even in his math class? "The one that Mrs. Jones set us?" Nice save.

"I was not aware that Mrs. Jones had set your class a math test. What homeroom are you in?" He said with in such a condescending way that I wanted to slap him.He raised an eyebrow at me, and I glared back at him. We stayed like this for a good thirty seconds before Lexi broke the silence.

"Oh my god, I am running so late for the bus!" She motioned towards me. "Lilly, why don't you come with me? I don't want to be alone on the bus, it's not safe."

I seriously love that chick.