Trapped

It was a typical Friday afternoon at Sydenham High, with most students attending their last class of the day, before they are let out for the weekend.

Michelle and her friends Courtney, Caroline, Rose and Lyndsay sat their usual seats by the drama room door, before the bell rang for the last period to begin.

Their teacher---Mr. Jackson---explained to his class what they were working on today, which was yet another work period of getting their monologues ready to present them next week.

"However, today I will bring out the costumes from the costume room behind the stage so everyone can choose which costume you would want to wear for your monologues. Other than that, just work on memorizing them".

Once he was done speaking, his drama class dispersed around the room to work away on their monologues. Some went into the hall to practice and others went to their friends to get a peer evaluation on their monologues.

Michelle heavily sighed as she sat on the big black wood block (about as big as a cajon).

Another work period; Great, just what I need. I already have my monologue and my costume ready to go; I just need to perform it live on stage to the class.

Michelle glanced over at her friends to see what they were doing to get their monologues ready.

Caroline sat on the desk cross-legged, that was beside Michelle and was typing away her monologue on her phone, since she hadn't finished it yet.

Courtney and Rose left the room to go into the hallway so she could listen to Rose's monologue and fill out a peer evaluation form for her.

And last but not least, Lyndsay sat on the cold tile floor in front of the desk that Caroline was sitting on, with a Chromebook in her lap. She also hasn't found a monologue and needed the time to find one online.

What am I going to do during this period?

Thought Michelle as she dropped her gaze to the floor.

Maybe I could work on some other outstanding work I need to finish in-.

"Hey, Michelle?".

Michelle jerked her head up in the direction that her name was called. She saw her teacher Mr. Jackson making eye contact with her from the other side of the drama room.

"Yeah?"

"Could you come backstage with me to help me get out the costumes?"

Michelle shrugged her slim shoulders.

"Sure".

Getting up from her seat, Michelle made her way to the other side of the room, before she followed Mr. Jackson backstage to where the small costume room was.

Pushing the heavy thick black curtains aside, Michelle followed her teacher into the costume room, which was left open from the last class that was using it this morning.

Inside, costumes were everywhere. Many were hanging from the few clothing racks that could fit inside and others were folding nicely into bins and were tucked in front of those clothing racks.

Even small props were kept in here, in separate labelled bins at the back of the small costume room.

Michelle curiously glanced around, looking at all the unique costumes that surrounded her and Mr. Jackson in the room.

"What costumes are we taking out?".

"Only the suit jackets and the dresses".

While Michelle and Mr. Jackson were gathering the costumes by the coat hangers they were hanging from, they didn't hear the door close behind them and made a clicking noise.