As I hit the door my hope of escape began to decrease. I turned, realising that I had been asking for help when I really should have been looking for a new way out. I looked noticicing how odd it was, you were never meant to go in the cupboard without a teacher, at first I thought that it would have been easiest to knock the door down with strenght so picked up a brick. Why have a brick in a science cupboard? I don't know. Anyway, I lifted the brick and swung it over my head. I then brought it down on the glass. I heard a crunch. Pride rushed through me as I immediately knew I was free. "Take that Arnold...saying I was weak!" The brick felt lighter. I took a look at it. Most of it had crumbled leaving me with a slightly smaller brick and a just as strong window. I thought again. What useful movies have I seen. I remembered one where these three guys dug a hole out of a prison using a spoon, only took them a few hours. I looked around for a diggy thing. Oh, a spatula! I began.
I soon discovered that it was harder than dig, and escape. I'd spent about four hours digging and only had made a few scratches on the wooden planks. I realised it was a lost cause and needed a plan C. I looked around. Wait, I had it. Remembering the test I had been doing helped me. In that topic we had been doing a project on acids and stuff. I distinctly remembered this:
"Today we will mix potassium to the water. This will make it fizz." Etan raised his hand. "Can we make it explode?" He asked. Miss shook her head. "For that you'd need caesium. Just a spoonful could make an explosion pretty big. You have to be GCSE though..."
I looked in the element box. There was a full tub filled caesium. If a spoonful was big, how big would a tub be. I filled a bucket with water from a small rusty tap in the corner. I tipped it in. It'd take a few seconds. The door opened. It was Giselle. "There you are, knew it." I jumped knocking me nod her to the floor away from the door. A loud boom sounded, forcing us to cover our ears. The corridor shook, smoke and flames poored out of the cupboard. "When everyone up pauses the caretakers gonna kill me." I said. Giselle looked confused. "What was that?" My head slumped. "The door locked." Giselle peered in and picked up a key, hidden behind a shelf. I was so embarrassed. At least I looked good diving from the flames (I didn't scream too loud). "Do we need anything else?" I nodded. "Just one more."
We walked to my house. As we talked it turned out that Giselle had actually been in our school but was new and had to do all new kid stuff. We finally got to my house. "We need to go to my room." Giselle blushed. "What?" I asked. She smirked, "Are you...are you inviting me up to your room?" I sighed, "Wow! It's not that bad!" She carried on trying to hold in her laughter. "Okay, you can laugh." I said weakly. She burst out laughing soon stopping when she saw my murder solving equiptment, remembering that her sister was dead. She stopped and walked in.
"What do we need?" She asked. I held up the tape, "we have the tape but we need some stakes to wrap it around." "Why do you have stakes in your room?" The truth is that me and some of my friends had been going to make a TV thing about vampires but I chose not to say that. "Well, my parents were making a fence but had no room. Stop grilling me. Why do you think I'm lying? I don't care what you think!" I said (she so didn't know I was lying). "Okay?" She said.
