Someone knocks on the door of Professor Oakley's office. Papers are everywhere on his desk and books are knocked off on the floor. My hair is a mess and his lips are covered in my pink chapstick. The person knocking on the door appears to be a male figure. The door is locked as the person continues knocking.
"Hey Blake, are you in there?"
Professor Oakley adjusts his shirt and fixes his tie. I give him a comb from my purse and he brushes his hair.
"Be there in a minute I had an accident," Professor Oakley replies as he stares at me. Luckily for Professor Oakley there's a large closet in the back of the room.
"Why is the door locked? Do you need help in there?"
I quickly stuff loads of Professor Oakley's books into my backpack. Next, I take his papers and shove them into a box in the c
