West was forming his own gang and now graduation approaching. He was finally in the adult world... and things were getting more interesting by the day.
Just as he was about to leave the bathroom...
BANG!
A sound echoed sharply down the hallway causing West to pause in place.
BANG! BANG!
Someone was pounding heavily on a door nearby.
"…Hello?!"
The voice sounded strained.
West stepped out of the restroom and followed the sound.
It led him to a small storage room used by teachers to keep extra supplies ranging from cleaning materials to paper stacks, and miscellaneous classroom equipment.
The door rattled again.
"Is someone out there?!" the voice called out.
West recognized it immediately. It was Mrs. Harrow.
He walked up to the door and knocked once.
"Relax," West said casually.
"You're not dying in there."
Inside the storage room came a sigh of relief.
"Oh thank goodness! The door jammed!"
West grabbed the handle and twisted.
