OSA Reimeiki

"Diya?!"
I was left standing in the darkness staring at the heavy silver doors that had just closed. It's kinda hard to comprehend all of this strangeness that had just happened within such a short time. It feels similar to taking a reading comprehension test and being faced with 3 very good WRONG answers and one right answer. You think, and think, and think ... till you realize that you have spent 20 minutes fuming about one question then you realize that there was a 5th answer that said "none of the above".
So that leads me to believe that whatever I saw behind the two shiny doors are just a figment of my imagination. Life problems are so easy compared to the stuff on ELA tests. Now.... to get out of this place. Lucky, after some jumping around I found the trapdoor and hauled myself through it.
Mr.Ho's classroom was still dark when I reemerged so with some fumbling around (and some crashing into desks) I managed to find the door and escape ... into the very person that I was running from in the first place.
"Jessica I have found you at last." sighed Lorenz- ... I mean John.
I smacked him of course .... only Diya knows why he is acting like this ....
"For the last time, I *smack* AM *smack* NOT *smack* JESSICA *smack smack smack*"
And praise whoever is watching over me cause he finally lets go and realizes that who he is holding is definitely not his love interest but someone who is going to deal a heck of a lot more pain if he didn't back off.
"You're not Jessica." he stated with a slightly surprised expression.
"No REAAALY ."
"Really? Does that mean you are?" he readies himself to pounce on me again.
"No!!!" At that moment, fate seemed to pity me because Jessica, the REAL Jessica, walked out of the girls washroom.
John paused ... sniffed the air ... and turned ever so slowly around.
"JESSICA!!!!"