I stood in the shower. The just stood there, staring into the plug hole like something extremely interesting was going to burst out of it.
Layton was with Clive. He hadn't phoned, so I assumed everything was going to be ok. I was a bit reluctant about going up. I would have to at some point…right?
As I stood in the shower, and looked into the plug hole, I had the sudden urge to sing.
So I did,
"THIS USED TO BE A FUNHOUSE! BUT NOW ITS FULL OF EVIL CLOWNS! ITS TIME TO START THE COUNTDOWN! I'M GONNA BURN IT DOWN DOWN DOWN! I'M GONNA BURN IT DOWN!"
I jumped about and did a little dance, nearly slipping and breaking my neck in the process. I felt refreshed and ready for anything as I stepped out into the hall, with a towel wrapped around me.
"ARGH!" I screamed.
Flora was standing in the middle of the hallway.
"Ohmigod! You scared me! Aren't you meant to be at school?" I said. She shook her head
"Well…yes, but I am not well. Didn't the Professor tell you I was here?"
I shrugged.
"Probably," I trailed into my room, Flora followed.
"How's Clive?" She asked.
"I don't know. I haven't been yet. I wanted to clear my head before I went up,"
Flora nodded.
"I understand,"
I smiled.
She paused, and looked all around.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Can I ask you something?" She said.
I shrugged.
"Sure,"
"Who asked who out?" She said quickly. I looked at her.
"What do you mean?"
"Well…who asked who first? Did you ask Clive or did Clive ask you?" She said.
I shrugged again.
"I don't know. It just sort of happened. You know?"
She nodded.
"Is it ok for a girl to ask a guy out?"
I raised my eyebrow.
"Are you going to as Luke out?"
Flora laughed.
"Eww! He is like 3 years younger than me!"
I pretended to look like I was concentrating hard.
"The Professor?" I asked, pretending to be serious.
"I'm his adopted daughter!" She yelled. I laughed. I leaned forward, looking angry. I whispered, so she would have to come closer to listen.
"Are you asking Clive? ARE YOU STEALING MY BOYFRIEND?" I raised my voice to a yell, but couldn't help laughing my head off.
She joined in, laughing with her head back.
"No. Just some guy," She said.
"Just some guy?"
"Uh huh,"
"Hmmm…go for it! You only live once! Or twice, it really depends,"
She laughed, and bounced out the room.
"She doesn't seem ill to me…" I smiled, and shook my head, getting dressed.
About ten minutes later, and stood outside Flora's door.
"I'm going to see Clive," I announced, "I'll be back later,"
"Cool," She replied.
I left the house, and took the bus up to the jail.
I walked in, and went up to the guard.
"Can I see Clive Dove, please?" I asked.
"Dove? Oh sorry, lass, he was moved to the hospital," The guard said.
