breaths as they make their way over to the gas mask wall.
Todd springs to life and grabs a pistol off the rack. “Holy shit! Is this a Glock? Sweet!” He turns it to the side and points it at Nate. “Freeze, muthafucka!”
“PUT IT back!” Maggie yells in annoyance. “You guys have ten seconds to get your masks and get out of here. Got it? Or you guys don’t get any masks at all!”
Todd puts down the gun, and they all three walk over and grab a gas mask off the wall. Maggie grabs Kristie’s hand and leads her out the door while pressing the panic button just before leaving and yelling ha-ha to the boys as the door closes.
Once the door closes, the locks engage, trapping the three guys inside. They run to the door at once and start whaling on the steel and yelling to let them out.
“This isn’t funny!” shouts Eric.
Maggie presses the touchpad’s intercom button. “Now, do you guys promise to go home, or do we have to leave you guys in there so you can jack each other off all night?”
Eric presses the intercom button and responds, “You better let us out or we’re gonna blow this door down with some grenades or something and blast our way out! You hear me, woman?”
“Go ahead. Blow yourselves to pieces trying to destroy a two-foot steel door! So be my guest. At least I’d get some studying done!” Maggie shouts the last few words into the intercom.
After a short period of silence except for Todd’s loud breathing, Eric presses the button. “Alright, seriously, babe, it’s a little creepy in here, and I think Todd’s claustrophobic or something because he’s starting to act like a little bitch. We promise we’ll leave. Just open the door so we can get out.”
Maggie again places her hand on the screen as the retina scanner confirms and opens the door. The three guys walk out; all toting their gas masks and thanking her for letting them borrow them. They leave the house, and Maggie walks up to her bedroom, closes the door, and studies.
Chapter 10
The next day, Maggie wakes up to her alarm and then gets up and walks over to her laptop while pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She logs into her email and is surprised by an email from the university stating that because of today’s large protests, all testing would be postponed until a later date.
She closes the top, feeling a little relieved but at the same time somewhat perturbed because she really wanted to get the tests over with. After getting over her frustration, she eventually decides to walk downstairs and get some breakfast.
She’s surprised when she walks in to find Heather, her other roommate, already cooking up some breakfast. “Smells good. What ya cookin’?”
Heather turns around and smiles. “Oh, hey, girl, good morning. Want an omelet and some home fries?”
“Sounds wonderful!” Maggie walks over to her roommate and gives her a hug. “So how was your night?”
Heather sighs and then turns back around and flips the omelets. “Lame. I met up with this guy after class and ended up spending the night with him, so I pretty much just got home.”
Maggie walks over to the kitchen table and lays her head down then suddenly pops her head up. “Wait, you didn’t sleep with this guy did you? Wait, how well did you even know this guy?”
“I didn’t sleep with him. What kind of girl do you think I am? And I met him in my sociology class. He was cute and rich, so I said, ‘What the hell?’”
“I know exactly what kind of girl you are. That’s why I asked the question.” Maggie puts her head back down on the table.
“Ha ha, very funny. Alright, fine. Maybe I slept with him a little bit, but that doesn’t make me a slut. Anyway, what’s wrong with you, beautiful? You seem kinda glum. What’s wrong? Boy problems? Here, have some tea.” Heather pours her some hot water and puts a scoop of matcha tea in it. “You know I
Todd springs to life and grabs a pistol off the rack. “Holy shit! Is this a Glock? Sweet!” He turns it to the side and points it at Nate. “Freeze, muthafucka!”
“PUT IT back!” Maggie yells in annoyance. “You guys have ten seconds to get your masks and get out of here. Got it? Or you guys don’t get any masks at all!”
Todd puts down the gun, and they all three walk over and grab a gas mask off the wall. Maggie grabs Kristie’s hand and leads her out the door while pressing the panic button just before leaving and yelling ha-ha to the boys as the door closes.
Once the door closes, the locks engage, trapping the three guys inside. They run to the door at once and start whaling on the steel and yelling to let them out.
“This isn’t funny!” shouts Eric.
Maggie presses the touchpad’s intercom button. “Now, do you guys promise to go home, or do we have to leave you guys in there so you can jack each other off all night?”
Eric presses the intercom button and responds, “You better let us out or we’re gonna blow this door down with some grenades or something and blast our way out! You hear me, woman?”
“Go ahead. Blow yourselves to pieces trying to destroy a two-foot steel door! So be my guest. At least I’d get some studying done!” Maggie shouts the last few words into the intercom.
After a short period of silence except for Todd’s loud breathing, Eric presses the button. “Alright, seriously, babe, it’s a little creepy in here, and I think Todd’s claustrophobic or something because he’s starting to act like a little bitch. We promise we’ll leave. Just open the door so we can get out.”
Maggie again places her hand on the screen as the retina scanner confirms and opens the door. The three guys walk out; all toting their gas masks and thanking her for letting them borrow them. They leave the house, and Maggie walks up to her bedroom, closes the door, and studies.
Chapter 10
The next day, Maggie wakes up to her alarm and then gets up and walks over to her laptop while pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She logs into her email and is surprised by an email from the university stating that because of today’s large protests, all testing would be postponed until a later date.
She closes the top, feeling a little relieved but at the same time somewhat perturbed because she really wanted to get the tests over with. After getting over her frustration, she eventually decides to walk downstairs and get some breakfast.
She’s surprised when she walks in to find Heather, her other roommate, already cooking up some breakfast. “Smells good. What ya cookin’?”
Heather turns around and smiles. “Oh, hey, girl, good morning. Want an omelet and some home fries?”
“Sounds wonderful!” Maggie walks over to her roommate and gives her a hug. “So how was your night?”
Heather sighs and then turns back around and flips the omelets. “Lame. I met up with this guy after class and ended up spending the night with him, so I pretty much just got home.”
Maggie walks over to the kitchen table and lays her head down then suddenly pops her head up. “Wait, you didn’t sleep with this guy did you? Wait, how well did you even know this guy?”
“I didn’t sleep with him. What kind of girl do you think I am? And I met him in my sociology class. He was cute and rich, so I said, ‘What the hell?’”
“I know exactly what kind of girl you are. That’s why I asked the question.” Maggie puts her head back down on the table.
“Ha ha, very funny. Alright, fine. Maybe I slept with him a little bit, but that doesn’t make me a slut. Anyway, what’s wrong with you, beautiful? You seem kinda glum. What’s wrong? Boy problems? Here, have some tea.” Heather pours her some hot water and puts a scoop of matcha tea in it. “You know I
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