Stuck

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It was supposed to be a normal school day.

Supposed to be.

But no — destiny, fate, or maybe just the useless old classroom door had different plans.

🕒 After School — Lissie’s POV

I only stayed back because I forgot my notebook.

Who forgets their own notebook?

Me. Obviously me.

I grabbed it, turned to leave… and froze.

Vex was standing right at the door, leaning against the wall with that I-don’t-care-but-I-kind-of-do expression.

“Forgot something?” he asked.

“Yes. My brain,” I wanted to say.

But instead I muttered, “Notebook.”

He nodded like he came for the same reason, and we both reached the door at the same time.

He pulled it.

It didn’t move.

He pulled harder.

The door made a noise like a dying crow and then stayed exactly where it was.

From somewhere in the corridor, we heard the security siren:

SCHOOL LOCKDOWN FOR MAINTENANCE — DOORS SEALED.

I looked at Vex.

He looked at me.

We both said the same thing:

“You have GOT to be kidding me.”

🕒 One hour later — Vex’s POV

I swear I’m a patient person.

But Lissie?

She had started pacing the room like a trapped kitten.

“It’s fine,” I said. “They’ll open the gates in the morning.”

Her eyes widened dramatically. “MORNING? Like… morning-morning?”

“No, Lissie,” I said. “Morning-afternoon. We skip time now.”

She glared at me.

I smirked.

She threw a chalk at my head.

It bounced off harmlessly, but she still looked proud.

🕒 Two hours later — Lissie’s POV

We tried to pass time.

Vex tried to sit quietly like a normal human.

I… did not.

I touched everything.

I sat on desks.

I opened drawers.

At one point, I found a giant cardboard globe and put it on my head.

Vex looked up from his phone, stared for three seconds, then said:

“…Are you okay?”

“No,” I said dramatically. “I am one with the Earth.”

He facepalmed.

🕒 Four hours later — Vex’s POV

She got bored.

And when Lissie gets bored, she gets ideas.

Terrible ones.

“Let’s play truth or dare!” she said.

“No.”

“Truth or dare!”

“No.”

“Truth or dare—”

“Lissie.”

“What?”

“We are not doing truth or dare.”

She huffed, crossed her arms, sat sideways on a chair like a rebellious child, and said:

“Fine. Then I’ll interview you.”

“Interview me?”

“Yes,” she said, grabbing a duster like a microphone. “Sir Vexington the Third, tell me, why is your face like that?”

I choked.

She cackled.

🕒 Middle of the Night — Lissie’s POV

We eventually got tired of annoying each other.

Well… I got tired.

Vex had already been tired since the second hour.

I sat near the window, hugging my knees, pretending I wasn’t cold.

He walked over silently and dropped his hoodie on my lap.

I blinked. “What’s this?”

“Warmth,” he said. “Use it.”

My heart started doing that annoying jumpy thing again.

I whispered, “Thanks.”

Then we sat on the floor, backs against the wall, staring at the moonlit courtyard like two kids who accidentally got left behind on a school trip.

🕒 Morning — Vex’s POV

The doors finally unlocked.

We stood outside the school, hair messy, clothes rumpled, both looking like we’d survived a mild natural disaster.

Lissie stretched dramatically.

“It wasn’t that bad.”

“Lissie,” I said, dead serious, “you put a globe on your head.”

She grinned. “And you survived.”

“…Barely.”

We walked home side by side, silently agreeing on one thing:

Never telling anyone.

Ever.

Because honestly?

It was embarrassing.

And kinda fun.

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