_Locker Business <<open>>

[Ayeya Flynn]

Ayeya Flynn was sitting infront of her open locker pulling out crumpled and wrinkled papers from almost three months before. She was to lazy to clean her locker before until she noticed she couldnt fit anything else inside of it. She decided to either clean her locker or carry every single book she owned to every class with her. Unwilling and regretfully she had no choice but to clean out her locker during after school hours which is exactally what she was doing. She was embarrassed by herself, sitting there looking at tests, and an quiz from the year before.
"What the-" Ayeya stared down at an old crumbled, wrinkled and also ripped piece of paper. The paper was a note passed to her from one of her teachers from her brother. The note was when her brother was supposed to come and get her early from school so he could drive her, his wife, and two kids to an amusment park for the day. The note read: "Dear Little Sister, Im sorry but we cant go to the amusment park today. Its just not a good day. I really am sorry. I love you little sis. -Love, Your Brother Silas." Ayeya knew the note by heart.
"Oh well. I'll forgive him sometime." Hastly, she threw the note in a pile of crumpled papers that future was to be thrown away in a trash can somewhere in the school. Ayeya reached back into her locker and pulled on an old sweater she forgot a long time ago and know it was shoved deep into the back of her locker. She tugged on it but it didnt come out. Ayeya tugged a little harder, still it refuesed to come out.
"What the heck is wrong with this thing! Come on!" she said, frustrated. Ayeya stood up and grabbed the sleeve of the sweater.
"Alright.....1.....2......3!!" Ayeya gave a fierce pull and the sweater finally gave in. Ayeya fell backwards and landed flat on her back, the sweater in her hand. "HAHA! I have won the battle!" Ayeya couldnt hold it in. She say up and laughed loudly. Realizing that her laugh echoed through the halls she claped her hand over her mouth trying to hold back her laughter.

[Kyle Johnson]

Kyle looked over at the girl who was laughing and shrugged. He was once again headed toward the music room, he was going to grab his guitar and then Mei was going to meet him there. He couldn't help but wonder what the girl was laughing about but she found something funny. He shook his head and then sighed leaning against his own locker since the thing was being stupid at the moment and didn't want to open.

[Ayeya Flynn]

Ayeya took a deep breath. She took two more deep breaths to calm her giggles. The sweater in her hand had eraser shavings, small peices of paper and what Ayeya thought was and hoped was a small peice of pencil lead stuck in one of the sleeves. She gazed at it in disgust.
"I need to be neater..." Ayeya mumbled to herself. She threw the sweater up to the only clean space in her locker, which was the top shelf. Ayeya closed her locker and then stood up, picking up the papers she had placed in a simi neat pile. She looked around for a trash can and spied one at the end of the hall. She quickly ran to it, throwing the papers into it when she reached it.
"I should have enough space in my locker now..." Ayeya mumbled again. She turned and started to walk back down the hallway. For the first time, she looked around the hall to see if anyone was there which of corse someone was. Ayeya stopped and watched him for a moment. He looked as if troubled. She sighed and walked up to him.
"Locker problems?" Ayeya asked. "Need some help?"

[Kyle Johnson]

"It's holding my guitar hostage again" said Kyle

Kyle hated lockers, he hated school really but he suffered through it invisible as humanly possible unlike this vibrant red head in front of him, there was no way anyone would. He just wanted his guitar and to get out there.

[Ayeya Flynn]

Ayeya smirked, looking down at the locker. Every locker she got seemed to have something against her. Even thought everytime it jammed up she eventually get it open in no time.
"You probably just jammed it." she told him. "I can get it open. No problem." Ayeya told him. She eyed the locker and shruged. Ayeya walked up to it, giving it a kick where the henges were. The locker made a denting sound and swung open reaveling a guitar that had not been damaged by her kick. "And wala! Your locker." Ayeya announced. That was easier than she thought. Usually it took her about ten kicks just to open her locker when it jammed. "You play guitar?"

[Kyle Johnson]

He hated that locker and school, he hated the idea of being trapped in a building working some dead end job. He wanted freedom, he wanted out of this life he got himself into some how. He was glad to finally have the extention to his arm back, that thing pretty much was another arm for him without it he was going crazy.

"Yeah I play guitar, and I'm using it to get out of this hell hole called high school" said Kyle

Kyle knew his sister would keep him close for another two years until she graduated but he was leaving as soon as he could, going to make himself a home somewhere with music. Make sure Mei never had to worry again.

"Thanks for the help, I swear this thing has a grudge against me" said Kyle