The next night Britt and Mackenzie were hanging out in Britt's. room eating junk food.
"Alright, what's wrong?" Britt asked.
"I checked on Sam in the trainers room last night." "I was concerned about him." "We were alone."
"Did you kiss?"
"No" "We started talking." "When I looked at his stitches, I grazed his hand." "I told him I was sorry." "He said it was an accident." "That wasn't what I meant and I told him." "Then the trainer came back and I left."
"Go talk to him."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"If I go to his room i know emotions will get involved." "It's a very real possibility that we might end up...
"Having sex?" She asked smiling.
"Yeah." "I don't trust myself."
About an hour later Mackenzie got on the elevator to go back to her room. Before she could hit the button for her floor it started going down. She pressed the button for her floor. When the doors opened Sam got on.
"Hi." He said. He pushed the button for his floor. The doors closed.
"Hi." "Out walking around?"
"Yeah."
"You only do that when you can't sleep because you're stressed." "What's wrong?"
"I just have a lot on my mind." The elevator shook and stopped. "What the hell?" Sam pushed the buttons. "It's stuck."
"What?"
"It's stuck."