"Ouch! Why did you hit me? Is this how you thank me for helping you?" Jake frowned.
"Well, helping me doesn't involve feeling me up, asshole!" I cried. "But thanks...." I added. He really did help me. I was feeling much calmer and started to breathe normally again. I guess it was all in my head.
"Can't believe you had a panic attack over this. We've only been stuck for like 20 minutes. Such a nerd," Jake shook his head.
I just ignored him and looked at my phone. I only need one bar to send a text so I started to walk around, trying to catch a signal.
"Any luck?" he asked.
"I don't know.....wait...I think I got something!" I said excitedly. I decided to text Aaron. He has a car and he shows that he cares about me sometimes.
Help! I am trapped in the school basement with Satan!
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