Declan heard someone - sounded like whoever it was was running. He looked
at his left. No one there. He looked to his right. BAM! Miranda fell right
into him and almost knocked him down.
"Hey! Look where you're going next time you use those fast legs!" he said lightheartedly.
Between shortened breaths from running, Miranda was able to say "Sorry. I found something, Declan..up on the fifth floor,"
"I thought we were going to alternate floors," "Well, I had never been up to the fifth floor so I was curious," Miranda said with an inquisitive look.
They walked up the spiral slate staircase again, passing a gigantic painting of the foundress and another of a seal with a Latin slogan. Finally after much walking they reached the fifth floor where the staircase ended. No wonder Miranda was out of breath! It was bad enough walking, much less running!
On the fifth floor were a row of lockers - broken or unneeded lockers, Miranda explained - and corridors leading to different rooms. Miranda walked rapidly to room 56 (at least that's what it said on the door). She pulled out keys from her hand and unlocked the door. "Sister Hildie said we had the right to look at everything we wanted up here,"
They walked inside. The ceiling was slanted because they were at the very top of the building. Inside, there were two filing cabinets, a desk, and a closet. "Okay, what was it that you wanted to show me, Miranda?"
Miranda pulled one of the drawers to the filing cabinet open. There was a line of papers that were stuffed in the drawer. "Oohh.papers," Declan said inquiringly, grabbing for one. "The school paper to be exact. Don't forget where you got that," Declan seemed to be engrossed in it. "They're all organized by year," Allowing Declan in charge of looking at school newspapers, Miranda ventured to the other side of the room to look and see what was in the closet.
The door to the closet was lined with dust. Miranda coughed as she opened the door. In there were boxes and various other random things. She heard Declan laughing. She turned around "What are you laughing at?"
"You!" he said continuing laughing. He held the paper out so Miranda could see. The school paper was from 1994. And there Miranda was, pictured with the rest of the Science Club. There was an article attached to their photo. Miranda grew red with embarrassment.
"You have the only gloomy face in the bunch! No, no, it's not gloomy, it's more like extremely pissed off!" Declan said. He was still giggling.
Miranda gave him a look that shut Declan up. "I was having a bad day. Besides why are you looking at papers from 1994 when we should be looking at older school papers?"
"No reason," Declan lied. Truthfully, he wanted to see what Miranda was like during high school. He shoved the drawer closed and opened another filled with older papers.
"So what's in the closet?" he said, changing the subject.
"A lot of random memoirs. Old uniforms, medals, scrapbooks, that sort of stuff," Miranda replied, still rummaging through the stuff.
Declan, forgetting the newspapers, appeared right behind her. "Hey, what's this?" he said as he pulled out a small long black book that had the word "Autographs" written on it in calligraphy.
"Hey! Look where you're going next time you use those fast legs!" he said lightheartedly.
Between shortened breaths from running, Miranda was able to say "Sorry. I found something, Declan..up on the fifth floor,"
"I thought we were going to alternate floors," "Well, I had never been up to the fifth floor so I was curious," Miranda said with an inquisitive look.
They walked up the spiral slate staircase again, passing a gigantic painting of the foundress and another of a seal with a Latin slogan. Finally after much walking they reached the fifth floor where the staircase ended. No wonder Miranda was out of breath! It was bad enough walking, much less running!
On the fifth floor were a row of lockers - broken or unneeded lockers, Miranda explained - and corridors leading to different rooms. Miranda walked rapidly to room 56 (at least that's what it said on the door). She pulled out keys from her hand and unlocked the door. "Sister Hildie said we had the right to look at everything we wanted up here,"
They walked inside. The ceiling was slanted because they were at the very top of the building. Inside, there were two filing cabinets, a desk, and a closet. "Okay, what was it that you wanted to show me, Miranda?"
Miranda pulled one of the drawers to the filing cabinet open. There was a line of papers that were stuffed in the drawer. "Oohh.papers," Declan said inquiringly, grabbing for one. "The school paper to be exact. Don't forget where you got that," Declan seemed to be engrossed in it. "They're all organized by year," Allowing Declan in charge of looking at school newspapers, Miranda ventured to the other side of the room to look and see what was in the closet.
The door to the closet was lined with dust. Miranda coughed as she opened the door. In there were boxes and various other random things. She heard Declan laughing. She turned around "What are you laughing at?"
"You!" he said continuing laughing. He held the paper out so Miranda could see. The school paper was from 1994. And there Miranda was, pictured with the rest of the Science Club. There was an article attached to their photo. Miranda grew red with embarrassment.
"You have the only gloomy face in the bunch! No, no, it's not gloomy, it's more like extremely pissed off!" Declan said. He was still giggling.
Miranda gave him a look that shut Declan up. "I was having a bad day. Besides why are you looking at papers from 1994 when we should be looking at older school papers?"
"No reason," Declan lied. Truthfully, he wanted to see what Miranda was like during high school. He shoved the drawer closed and opened another filled with older papers.
"So what's in the closet?" he said, changing the subject.
"A lot of random memoirs. Old uniforms, medals, scrapbooks, that sort of stuff," Miranda replied, still rummaging through the stuff.
Declan, forgetting the newspapers, appeared right behind her. "Hey, what's this?" he said as he pulled out a small long black book that had the word "Autographs" written on it in calligraphy.