Spotted

“Hey! What are you fools doing over here?!” Each of you perked up at the alarming voice. “Come here!” All of you instinctively did the opposite. Madison ran past him and supposedly as far as she could get on school grounds, meanwhile as soon as you tried to follow her, Mia tripped over you. Or you over her? Either way, you both fell over in a more than misleading position. The grumpy teacher started his slow walk over.

“Let’s get outta here.” Mia said, not caring much that she’d been left behind by Madison. It didn’t take a lot of persuasion to get you to agree. Immediately, you skittered out from under her and pulled her up. Quickly, you two ran upstairs, hoping the teacher was slow enough to buy you some time. Midway through, Mia slipped. Telling yourself that it was all in the name of not getting caught, you ran back down and yanked her up. A quick snapping sound and you were both on your way to safety.

Seeing not much in term of places to run, you exclaim a swear. “Shit!”

“In there!” She points out an open maintenance closet. You both hurry inside and close the door, in a wild attempt not to fully slam it. You’re pretty much squished together, but you’re not in the open. A minute later shadows of feet flicker past the bottom of the door. Your combined heavy breathing luckily didn’t give you away. “Phew. Glad that’s over.” She breathed out. “Should we… move?”