Class 57fu

twelve

~ 1:10 pm ~
class stfu

MINHO: I swear they've been trying to put the fire out for ten minutes

SAM: is it not working?

MINHO: I'm with them and they keep complaining about the "water pressure not being enough" is that even a thing?

SAM: 🤷🏻‍♀️

~ 1:25 pm ~

MINHO: guys

YEONA: ?
where's everyone going?

MINHO: they're sending us home

YEONA: what????
But mark and Eve?

MINHO: idk
They're just saying the rest of us should go home
"The situation is under control"

YEONA: I can see with the way he keeps falling off his ladder 😑

MASON: we can't just go home
We'll die from anxiety

YEONA: there's this Italian cafe not too far away from school
Minho get over here and we'll go there

MINHO: our parents are going to be worried sick

YEONA: not to mention Mark and Evie's parents 🙁

MINHO: :(

MASON: :((

__________
The elevator dropped very suddenly, making Mark scream and Evie screech. They were lucky it didn't fall all the way down but dropped only slightly. Mark cursed under his breath. He glanced over at his classmate and childhood friend. Her face was etched with fear, she was grabbing onto the railings so tightly that her knuckles had turned white, and she seemed paler than she had a few minutes ago. Mark sighed. Why did they have to take the elevator? He approached the younger girl and stood beside her.

"If we die," Mark began. "It was me who logged into your Instagram in 5th grade and posted the picture of that piece of lettuce wearing sunglasses." He confessed. Evie froze and stared at him in shock as the elevator dropped again. This time, however, it didn't stop. It kept going.

They were holding onto the railings for dear life. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! MY PARENTS THOUGHT I WENT INSANE!" Evie screamed through the noise of the falling elevator.

"SCREW YOU, MARK!"
__________

The thirteen friends sat anxiously at the round wooden table in the cafe. Despite the cafe's soothing atmosphere, the red and white fairy lights that hung from the two trees on either side of their table, and the calming background music, the students were freaking out. And that naturally meant it was mostly Alex.

"Shit." He cursed aloud for what seemed like the hundredth time. A married couple from the table across from them glared at him as the woman covered her young brunette daughter's ears. Nicole mouthed a quick sorry to them before elbowing Alex in the stomach.

"Fuck." He said aloud. The couple glared at the students again, this time grabbing their young daughter's wrists and angrily stomping away, to another cafe.

The other twelve turned their heads to Alex's direction, silently pleading for him to shut up.

"Ahh, fucking hell." He cursed again. Yeona slammed her fists on the table.

"Would you stop swearing? It's not going to make the situation any better." She scolded him. He sighed and looked down at his uneaten apple pie.
__________

Despite the fact that the school was on fire and it was probably spreading pretty fast, the elevator was freezing cold. Evie was shivering, sitting on the ground and trying to cover herself as much as possible with her jacket and midnight blue backpack. Mark was once again attempting all the buttons on the elevator.

"What's the time?" He asked after he had pressed every button for the third time. Evie glanced at him. He looked tired and worried and his eyes were studying her up and down. She tore her eyes away from the boy and reached into her bag, taking out her Samsung Galaxy and checking the time.

"Half-past three," she replied. He rested his hands against the railings and his head against the wall, closing his eyes. Evie looked at him and admired the fact that he was trying his best to stay calm for the both of them. But she sighed, hopeless.

"At this rate, we'll never get out ali-" just as Evie was about to finish what she was saying, the elevator began moving upwards at an alarmingly fast rate. The two students looked wide-eyed at each other, Evie's hands shot upwards, grabbing the railings above her head. When the elevator came to a halt, Mark lost his balance and would've fallen on his head, had Evie not grabbed his wrist and pulled him toward her, helping him grab onto the railings above their heads. He glanced at her and had the time to mutter a quick thanks before the elevator dropped again.
__________