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Skyler grunted in frustration, kicking, punching and slapping the interiors of the elevator. “No! No no no! Not today! Ugh!” She cried in a frustrated tone.

She took a peek at her wrist watch, she had about 5 minutes to get to class. “Help! Help! Somebody help!” She screamed from inside but it was as if the elevator was down.

Eventually she sat down on the floor and cradled her knees to her chest. It was already bad enough that Mr Timothy had a bad impression of her the first time they met, now this was happening again for the second time.

Her phone buzzed with a notification, indicating that someone sent her a text. She picked it up and opened it, realizing that it was Raul.

“Mr. Tim just stepped into the class,” the text message read.

She started tapping away on her phone screen. “I know, I should have been there already but I am stuck in the elevator in the science building,” she responded.

“Oh my gosh, I'm sorry? I'm coming.”

Her eyes widened when she saw the message. “No, d