Authors Note: These chapters have been far to short. Hrm. I should fix that, eh? And early Happy Hanukkah all. Even if you aren't Jewish, early Happy Hanukkah anyway.

Chapter Four

"We could sue," Grace said. Luke looked at her.

"Sue who? And why?"

"Sue the school because of the quality of the locks on their doors. We could suffocate in here," she told him.

"We're not going to suffocate," he said.

"You don't know that. Think about it. You have no idea how long we're going to be in here for."

"We're not going to be in here long enough to suffocate Grace. And if we did suffocate, we couldn't sue the school." She raised an eyebrow.

"Oh don't get all logical on me," she told him.

"Sorry," he responded.

"And stop apologizing!"

"S.. Okay."

"For the record, once we get out of here, we are never making out on school grounds again," she told him.

"We could find another place," Luke told her. She shook her head.

"I'm never going in another closet again."

"I've got the keys to the science storge room. It's just as big as a regular classroom. And if we get locked in, we've got the keys."

"How did you get the keys to the science storge room?" she asked.

"Science student of the year," he said.

"You're such a geek," she told him, smiling.

"I am a geek, aren't I?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said, standing up and walking towards the door. She giggled the doorknob, then leaned down to further inspect it.

"If we can find something skinny and flat, we could probably get the doorknob off," she commented. Luke stood up and made his way over to her.

"You know carperntry?" he asked. She shook her head.

"I've gotten people out of locked rooms before," she said. "I don't believe there's no screwdriver in here." Grace wandered towards the back of the closet and began digging through the supplies.

"Who have you gotten out of a locked room?" Luke asked, following her.

"Oh.. erm.. Rove. He use to get trapped in his shed a lot," she covered.

"Right," he said as he began helping her search for something to open the door with. Reaching for a box, his foot caught on a mop and he and the mop both went crashing to the floor. Startled by the sudden crash, Grace spun around to see Luke hit the ground, landing on the mop. She laughed and kneeled down next to him.

"Having fun with the mop?" she asked. He pushed himself up and rolled the mop across the room, rubbing the back of his head.

"It's not funny," he muttered. She nodded.

"It kind of is," she told him. He thought about it for a moment.

"I guess it kind of is," he said, looking at her. He reached his hand out and placed it on her face, pulling her to him and kissing her.

TBC