It was Friday and my third day of school. Let's end the week off.

I walked up to our normal meeting spot joining the conversation.

"Get her flowers, Lorenzo." Camilo shrugged.

"Okay, you'll have to bring me some." Everyone paused and waved. "Hey, (Y/N)." They all said in unison.

Mirabel grabbed my arms knocking a bracelet off my hand that slid into the Janitor's closet right by the lockers.

"Oh, my bad!" She quickly added. I waved it off. "It's fine, I'll get it later."

She then instructed me to look at two different threads. "Which is the better color? I've been in the craft shop so long that they let me take them to both decide. I can't!" She scratched her head, holding the two blue threads that Camilo explained yesterday.

"Oh my gosh, Mira. They look exactly the same!" Camilo retorted looking over at us. "They don't! This is more of a sea foam blue, while this one is more of a lapis blue." Mirabel argued back.

"I don't know what any of that means." Nicolas looked over furrowing his eyebrows.

"Stop, stop." Lorenzo raised his hand to Nicolas. "Valeria taught me a few things." He walked over to Mirabel, observing the colors. "This one is more vibrant and would look better accompanied with other colors." I nodded, impressed. "How do you know this?" I laughed while Mirabel started talking to Lorenzo once more.

The ball rang ushering us to our classes. Mirabel stood waiting for me. "Don't worry, I remember where Chemistry is. I'll be there in a minute." She nodded and hustled to her class.

"Now let's get this bracelet." I mumbled to myself.

Opening the small janitors closet, I walked in and flicked the light on. The light casted a warm glow around the room, there were still a few dark spots, perfect for a small bracelet to hide. The overwhelmingly strong smell of bleach filled my nose. Where could this it be?

I spotted it under a shelf which was stocked with different varieties of cleaning supplies. I crawled in a bit deeper to pick it up.

The door shut behind me. Still under the shelf, I grabbed the bracelet. Bumping my head as I crawled out. "Ow." I rubbed my forehead that smacked the hard wood. 

I walked up to the door. "I should have 2 minutes to get to class. Not bad." I placed my hand on the cold metal of the door. Twisting it open, but it didn't budge.

I was locked in the Janitor's closet.

I began knocking on the door loudly. No one could hear since they had already gone to their classes. I sat in a corner with my head in my hands. This was gonna be a long day.

*Time Skip*

I've been in here for thirty minutes and the sound of students roaming the hallways surfaced once more. I stood and began knocking as loud as I could, my hand was turning red.

Suddenly the door opened and Camilo walked in. I gave him a hug. "OH MY GOSH, CAMILO! You have no idea how long I've been in here."

He furrowed his brows and hugged me back. "You're welcome, I was grabbing a book and just heard someone knocking like, really loud. But why are you in here anyway?" I pointed at the bracelet on my wrist. "I had to get this."

He nodded walking in a little deeper to see it. "Nice." He smiled. But then the door shut behind him.

"Noooooo." I whined, rubbing my hand against my face. "We're locked in here again." Camilo mouthed 'oh'. "My bad." He scratched his nose.

I returned back to the corner and the bell rang signifying the start of 2nd hour. "Looks like we're waiting until 3rd hour." I gave a fake smile.

"At least it's not that bad. You've got me." He shrugged. "That doesn't help, Camilo. I am missing 2 classes and I had to help Mirabel with a lab that was due today. Plus it's my second day! What would the profesoras think of me?"

He shrugged. "Oh well. This saved me from Chemistry so I'm not that mad. I hated Senora's assignments and labs." Camilo sat in the opposite corner watching a spider.

*Mini Time Skip*

He looked over at me sitting in my corner of the small and cramped closet.

"What do you wanna do?" My face straightened. "Nothing, Camilo. I've been in here for an hour and you've been in here for 30 minutes. What I wanna do is get out of here."

"Fiesty." He said with a nervous smile while he picked up a bottle of bleach. "Imagine if I drank this right now."

I gave him a cold stare. "You're so boring." He set it down. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not boring." I retorted.

"You so are." He sat back down in the corner. I walk up to him, and he looked up to meet my eyes. "I can be fun, Camilo." I said it in a flirty tone, lifting his chin so our eyes met. His face was filled with shock.

"Say my name like that, one more time." He looked at me then my lips quickly, and if I wasn't paying attention I would have missed it.

I traced his jawline with my finger that obviously sent shivers down his spine. Repeating his name and placing a small kiss on his lips. He smiled quickly and kissed me back a lot more passionately, it was almost as if he's been waiting to do this.

Camilo's Perspective:

Oh, I've been waiting to do this. I gently grabbed the back of her neck, entangling my hands with her hair. Her kisses were delicate and I didn't want to stop.

She separated for a brief moment. "See, I'm not boring." She laughed. In those short moments I was able to notice all of her features. She was so pretty.

She went back in to kiss me and I mumbled "Mhm." Against her lips not wanting to break apart.

(Y/N)'s Perspective:

We sat in this embrace for a couple minutes longer, unable to notice the bell ringing.

The door to the closet opened and Nicolas stepped in, catching me and Camilo deep in embrace.

Nicolas walked into the closet. "Why is this light on?"

We quickly separated and sat next to each other, our arms touched. We began frantically fixing our hair and readjusting our shirts. We sat in silence as Nicolas shut the door behind him. Camilo cursed under his breath.

"Can I drink the bleach now?" He whispered in my ear as Nicolas sat beside him, tapping his fingers.

"So... are we gonna talk about what I just walked in on?" He asked looking forward.

"No." We quickly said in unison. He nodded slowly. "Got it."

He looked over at me one more time. Hesitating then slowly pointed at his lips. "Y-your lipstick is smeared." Camilo looked over at me eyes wide. "Thanks." I quickly adjusted it with my finger. We sat in silence for a bit longer.

Hoping to make this less awkward, Nicolas asked, "So, how long have you guys been in here."

"About an hour and a half." I muttered.

"An hour." Camilo looked over at Nicolas.

"Nice." They both looked back at the spider in the corner.

*Time Skip*

It was the end of third hour and Ivan and Lorenzo's voice rose on the outside of the door.

"In here?" Ivan asked.

"Yeah, can you grab me a broom? I gotta take it to Valeria's room because I spilled glitter and she is not having it." Lorenzo laughed. Ivan opened the door.

"DON'T SHUT THE DOOR." We all yelled in unison. Standing up and pushing past Ivan out of the closet. Nicolas walked out last and shrugged. Ivan looked at all of us in confusion.

"That's where you guys were!" Lorenzo smiled as Ivan handed him the broom. "I'm pretty sure the principal wants to see you guys, you've missed 3 classes."

"Great." I mumbled.

"Cool. Well anyways, I gotta go." Camilo said running to the cafeteria. Looking back at me one more time.

😏 Hope you guys are having a good day/night! This chapter does have a second part, so don't let it get too comfortable in your minds!!!