Try again. Maybe you suck at opening doors.

             I pulled again. Nothing. It was locked. "Dammit." "What?s wrong?" Kathy had turned around about two thirds of the way to the girls locker room. "The door is locked." "Maybe that means you don't have class?" She theorized.

Just as she said that, the door to the girls locker room swung open and Ms. Tittle poked her head out. She looked around, before finally seeing me standing there.