Chapter 4: What are friends for

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William

Great, I was trapped inside a classroom with that pretty girl from my neighborhood. This is what happens when you go back to retrieve your notes when you can just get it the next day. But I just did it and look at what it got us to.

The girl just looked at me like I was crazy. She went to my direction and tried to open the door. She even tried to kick it open but it didn't work.

"Shit." she muttered under we breath. She went back to her seat and got her phone. She tried to contact somebody but it didn't work. "No network here. Great..." She groaned and went to the windows. We were at the third floor of the school so jumping is not an option.

"I'm s-sorry that I got us s-stuck in this mess. This is my fault. I---"

"Don't worry." she interject. "I guess we will find a way out sooner or later. Maybe the janitor will come and help get us out." She said. She seems so optimistic. But basing it on her tone, I could say that she was as nervous as me. She went back to her seat and sat down. I sat down on one of the chairs in front and just stayed quiet. It was so quiet that I could hear nothing. Absolutely nothing. Which made me worry because I couldn't hear any footsteps. Meaning that no one is hear. Or maybe they're downstairs which is good. But still, I wasn't nervous for the fact that I'm stuck in a room. I was nervous because I was stuck in a room with her. She was just sitting in her seat looking out the window. I couldn't help but admire her eyes, they're so blue and they seems so bright. I guess she caught me looking at her which made her lower he read down. Look what you did Will, you scared the girl. I just turned and faced the front to avoid myself from looking at her.

"So..." I heard the girl say which caused me to turn my head back. "You're from my street huh? The neighborhood?" She asked. I just nodded and turn my seat facing her direction. "Yeah, I remember you. That day when I fell from my bike and such." She said.

I just laughed and looked at her. She was smiling to herself which made me smile too. She had those kind of smiles which made her looked ten times prettier. She caught me looking at her again but she didn't lower her head this time. Instead, she looked at me and smiled at me. "So, what's your name?" She asked.

I didn't answer he at first, I was dazed. "Uh what?"

She laughed at my answer. Her laugh is jut like music to anyone's ears. "I'm asking for your name..."

"Oh sorry, it's uhh Will. William Henderson. "

She just nodded and cleared her throat. "Oh so your Ven's brother? Venice Henderson?" She said.

"Yeah."

"I knew it." she muttered before looking back at me. "I'm friends with your sister you see..."

"Oh." I said.

"Yeah well I guess I should share my name too then." She said. "Danica Joyce."

"Nice to meet you Danica."

"Nice to meet you too William." She smiled at me causing me to smile at her. She just seemed so pretty and nice. She's like the first girl to ever talk to me straight. I'm not lying, it's true. I couldn't believe it myself. I can't wait to tell Gordon. Can't wait to tell Gordon about how I got locked in a room with a girl I kind of liked and how she talked to me. But now that I say it out loud, I guess it sounds kind of weird...

Danica

"Well, people aren't going to get us out sooner or later so we have to find a way..." I said as I went to the door and tried to unlock it with all kinds of things from my bag. Library card, safety pin, another card and a bobby pin. None of them worked. I gave up and rested on the door. I guess it won't be that bad to have to wait for someone to come and save us because I was in a room with a boy. William. I guess this is a chance to make a new friend. But explaining to people how I met him would sound weird because how would people react when I tell them I got locked in a classroom with my best friends brother? It'd make me sound crazy.

"Have you got any ideas?" I turn my head to William who's sitting on a chair in the front row. He shrugged and I just groaned.

"How are we suppose to get out of here?" I say as I get up and sit on a chair beside him. I looked around for ways to get out and I looked at the window. I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.

"Hey William..."

"Uh yeah?"

I turn to him and looked him intently in the eyes. "Are you willing to jump off a window with me?.."

He just looked at me like I was some crazy person but he just sighed and nodded. "Sure. What were friend for anyways?"

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Okay. My plan is to walk on the ledges of the building and go into any classroom which door isn't locked. Risky but it's worth it. I then got out of the window and carefully stayed on the ledge. William got out too and we now both on the ledge and carefully moving to the left.

"Don't look down don't look down don't look down..." I muttered to myself as I carefully move. I turn to William and he was trying his best to not look down as well. I carefully moved as I finally reach the classroom next to us. Yes the doors open. I slowly turned and opened the door. William helped me and opened it as we both got jumped in. Finally.

"Wow, that was..."

"Thrilling?" I said as I head to the door. "Now you have a story to tell your sister when she comes back..."

He nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I think I do..." I couldn't help but notice his smile. It could cause girls to just sigh. It made me feel all mushy and buttery inside. Like melted butter on toast...

He caught me looking at him so I just lowered my head and tried not to blush. My cheeks were heating up and I was sure that I was already ruby red blushing. I just awkwardly walked to the door. "Yeah so I guess see you around?"

"Yeah, see ya." He said. I nodded and went out.

I was walking down the stairs, more like I was hovering. I had this weird sensation in my body. It feels weird. It makes me want to puke out rainbows or whatever. Whatever this feeling is, it made me smile. I couldn't wait to tell Ven the story about how I finally talked to someone and indicated me as one of their friends. A friend.

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