The noise from the hallway seemed distant, as if you and Puck were in a separate world. The closet walls were a little tight, but the adrenaline of being there with him made everything more exciting. You were always the tough girl in school, and Puck, well, he was the self-proclaimed bad boy. Tension was in the air and you couldn't decide if it was fear or something more.

"I can't believe we're here again," you said, crossing your arms, trying to keep a straight face. "That's not a good idea, Puck."

He leaned against the wall, with a defiant smile on his face. "Ah, come here! No one will know... my kitten."