Locked In

1. Locked In & No Way Out

April Pov
What do we do!!! "I don't know" Lydia said calmly. Where did Kennedy go? "She left after realizing there was no hope for us getting out." Ugg! Now we might be stuck in util Monday morning or we might go missing like the myths say! "April, I know this is terrifying I'm scared too but, we need to pray and go look for other people. Okay." Said Lydia reassuringly. Okay, let's go. "I hear footsteps" whispered Lydia 10 minutes after our conversation.Then there they were, of all people, Blaze the boy I may or may not like and Bolton the boy Lydia likes. Lydia more outgoing walked up and said "I'm so glad I found you guys we were worried we were all alone and April was freaking ou..."  I coughed to get her attention but didn't say anything just kept my head low and felt my face get hot. I wasn't as open around boys I liked. Then she restarted her speech "Anyway wanna help us look for more people?" "Sure" they said. We began walking but I never said anything or lifted my head. It wasn't long after we came across Mr. Westbrook the strange janitor with a mysterious past. I was always afraid of him. Thankfully Blaze just went up and said, " Hey Mr. Westbrook we got trapped so we were wondering if you could help us 'Cause we don't know when we are getting out so we need all the people we can get." "Sure" Mr. Westbrook said slyly "But first I have to finish... cleaning... yes, cleaning because that is my job." With that odd measure Blaze said, "Cool. So will see ya around Mr. Westbrook." Then he walked back into our little huddle (we had decided to stay back a bit because we were sorta afraid) but, instead of standing next to Bolton he stood next to me. I felt like my face was going to burn straight off, like seriously get a fire extinguisher! So I looked straight at the ground until I heard a shrill of horror that made me rocket into the air. "Whoa, don't blast through the ceiling!"  said Blaze was sarcastically. Oh... umm... s-sorry I... was s-startled by who or w-what made that noise I stuttered. "Yeah I don't know what that was but, I'm pretty sure we are about to find out." Then I heard the odd shrill again but this time filled by a " This wifi is terrible! And the lighting is terrible how am going to take a selfie!" Olivia! I muttered under my breath angrily. (Olivia seemed to always be my archenemy always trying to one up in every way!) Then after Olivia's cry of selfie horror
I heard this, " Olivia! child dear, let me help you!" And I thought, Mrs. Gwen-Hilda!  The meanest teacher on the planet however she loved, wonderful Olivia. So what would our little locked in group do go ask the worst people for helping,  help or try to sneak around them unnoticed.