"There she goes." Becky said as they watched their prey's braid turn the
corner. She had to be hit over the head five times and there was no way the
two would allow her to get away. They turned the corner just in time to see
the braid turn down another hall.
"How can she be so fast through these halls?" Ian asked as they chased after her.
"Her cousins do this to her all the time. Right." Becky said as they turned down another hall only to find that it was a dead end and all the doors were closed. "Which one?"
"I don't know. One of us should wait out here and the other should check the rooms." He suggested and Becky nodded. "Wenches first." He said with a slight bow getting hit in the arm before Becky began to search the rooms. After a while she came back from the last room saying that she had checked everywhere and Mel wasn't in any of them.
"How about we wait until we see her again?" She suggested making him think it over slightly.
"Okay." He said with a nod before the two departed. Mel sighed happy that the hallway wasn't that wide and that they decided to leave, her arms were starting to kill her. She fell down onto the ground from where she was next to the ceiling. The hallway wasn't that wide and it gave her some space to suspend herself over the hallway if she stretched out. She really needed to find a way to grow taller, that trick wouldn't work in any normal hallway but the girls lived in a fun house. She looked around and found no one so she took the other hallway she saw the two not go down. After walking for a while she managed to get to her hallway with a sigh. It was almost dinnertime; though she wasn't hungry she would probably just grab something from the kitchen latter. She walked down her hallway and opened an unmarked door. When she stepped in and turned on the light she found herself in a room with nothing in it except for a few discarded pieces of forgotten newspaper used when she painted the room. Unlike the other rooms in her wing this one had a carpet, she much preferred wood or tile to carpeting. However this one had in it and it was a dark crimson color. The walls she painted flames on with a smoky white background, and on the ceiling there was what looked like to be a smoke design with a hole in it to show the night sky. She sighed and lay down on the carpet looking up at the design she had painted, she easily found the big dipper in the stars and soon she found other things. In the clouds she found the face of a woman, in the flames what almost looked like a man, in the stars a stick figure of a little girl. She hadn't realized it at first when she finished painting; she forgot what she had wanted to use the room for anyway.
"How come I even stayed here? I have family that is probably wondering what happened to me. Why am I not with them?" She whispered then turned on her side before spotting the window. It wasn't that dark but the days seemed to slowly be getting darker. She went over to it and opened it with a little trouble from the dry paint. As the cold breeze hit her face she suddenly had the urge to go outside and run. So she went outside the window and used a rope that hung from the roof to climb down before going off on a little run to the town, two miles away. There she figured she'd rent a hotel room and possibly practice against a few amateurs in the morning.
Tay and the others had thought nothing of Mel's absence at dinner, the teams had gotten used to Mel's shaky attendance. She decided after dinner to check Mel's hall to see if she was busy or just ignoring them. She knocked on Mel's bedroom door and didn't get an answer; she tried the knob finding it lock, which usually meant Mel wasn't there. She just shrugged thinking that Mel had found another place to hide when a cold breeze filled the hall. It felt like someone had left a window open this was strange because Mel usually complained about the cold and kept her rooms a toasty ninety degrees. Tay looked around and followed the wind finding her-self looking at the unmarked room that Mel never used. She opened the door and was nearly blasted back because she wasn't expecting the wind to be so strong. A few old newspapers fluttered out into the hallway before Tay could close the door now inside of the room. For some reason she never liked this room, it always felt so cold and uninviting when she entered. The only thing that had been in there was old newspapers and painted walls. She saw that the only window in the room was wide open and the night breeze was blowing in. She went over and closed the window looking around the room. The fire in the moonlight seemed to come a live and she felt so unsafe in the room. Like she was being engulfed in fire that was so hot it felt cold.
"Hey are you alright?" Michel asked walking into the room. He walked over to her and she looked up at him coming out of her trance. "You're shivering." He said and she smiled.
"The window was open that's all. It's August after all, it's suppose to get cold soon." She said with a slightly nervous laugh. "What are you doing here?"
"Wondering around since the others have gone to their rooms. Sam said something about dancing, Becky said she had to finish up some research, and Nat said she was going to finish her needlepoint." He said leaning against one of the walls. "What's up with this room?"
"This room is in Mel's hall, she was going to do something with this room, and she put a lot of work into painting it. On the day she finished she just forgot what she was going to put in it and left it the way it was ever since. She has never really lived her, she's always going off on trips to places, I don't know why, she says something about family meetings then leaves." Tay said and the two left the room not forgetting to close the door on the haunting room.
"So where is she now?" Michel asked out of boredom.
"I don't know." Tay said and the two soon found themselves in Tay's hall. She went into a room that was just a sitting room, however it was painted like you were near the ocean and it was very welcoming.
"Did Mel do this?" He asked looking at the walls.
"Some yes, the rest Sam, Nat, and I did." Tay answered as she sat down in one of the nice chairs that were in the room. "It was supposed to be a hotel room over looking the ocean in Italy. I really didn't come up with the idea, Sam did. She's been fascinated with Europe ever since Mel, Becky and Nat have said they have gone there. I have yet to leave the states personally."
"I've gone to Russia." He said also sitting in one of the chairs. "I've found all the rooms are rather interesting."
"Well Becky has a musical staircase in her room leading to her private library. Mel in her downstairs hall has a room with nothing but foam for seats. Nat has a room with many aquariums in it, almost like you're under water. In one of Sam's third story rooms she has a dance studio. I personally have a hidden room in this hallway that has a collection of top beyblades I have found, created, or was given over the years." Tay said rather casually and he looked at her surprised. They had been there for about three months and he just found out about this. "However Mel spends most of her time in the basement levels of this house. She has made many rooms, one being laser tag. She has also made for Sam an Ice Rink. Then there is the bar, with pool table and collection of dartboards. We even have a pool down in the basement. Now I'm thinking of adding on to our home if you could call this fun house one."
"I admit this is an interesting place to live." The baseball player said looking around the room they were in.
"So when are you going to leave? Or have you found out?" Tay asked offhandedly, she had come accustomed to the large crowd in her home.
"We can leave whenever we like. However if we stay Mr. Dickinson is willing to pay for our home schooling." He said turning his attention back to her. "Personally I would like to stay longer." He said somewhat quietly while looking at her. She raised an eyebrow slightly before stretching and standing up.
"Well it is late, I think we should go to sleep. In the morning Mel should reappear, she tends not to miss breakfast if she missed dinner the night before." Tay stated before they went their separate ways.
"How can she be so fast through these halls?" Ian asked as they chased after her.
"Her cousins do this to her all the time. Right." Becky said as they turned down another hall only to find that it was a dead end and all the doors were closed. "Which one?"
"I don't know. One of us should wait out here and the other should check the rooms." He suggested and Becky nodded. "Wenches first." He said with a slight bow getting hit in the arm before Becky began to search the rooms. After a while she came back from the last room saying that she had checked everywhere and Mel wasn't in any of them.
"How about we wait until we see her again?" She suggested making him think it over slightly.
"Okay." He said with a nod before the two departed. Mel sighed happy that the hallway wasn't that wide and that they decided to leave, her arms were starting to kill her. She fell down onto the ground from where she was next to the ceiling. The hallway wasn't that wide and it gave her some space to suspend herself over the hallway if she stretched out. She really needed to find a way to grow taller, that trick wouldn't work in any normal hallway but the girls lived in a fun house. She looked around and found no one so she took the other hallway she saw the two not go down. After walking for a while she managed to get to her hallway with a sigh. It was almost dinnertime; though she wasn't hungry she would probably just grab something from the kitchen latter. She walked down her hallway and opened an unmarked door. When she stepped in and turned on the light she found herself in a room with nothing in it except for a few discarded pieces of forgotten newspaper used when she painted the room. Unlike the other rooms in her wing this one had a carpet, she much preferred wood or tile to carpeting. However this one had in it and it was a dark crimson color. The walls she painted flames on with a smoky white background, and on the ceiling there was what looked like to be a smoke design with a hole in it to show the night sky. She sighed and lay down on the carpet looking up at the design she had painted, she easily found the big dipper in the stars and soon she found other things. In the clouds she found the face of a woman, in the flames what almost looked like a man, in the stars a stick figure of a little girl. She hadn't realized it at first when she finished painting; she forgot what she had wanted to use the room for anyway.
"How come I even stayed here? I have family that is probably wondering what happened to me. Why am I not with them?" She whispered then turned on her side before spotting the window. It wasn't that dark but the days seemed to slowly be getting darker. She went over to it and opened it with a little trouble from the dry paint. As the cold breeze hit her face she suddenly had the urge to go outside and run. So she went outside the window and used a rope that hung from the roof to climb down before going off on a little run to the town, two miles away. There she figured she'd rent a hotel room and possibly practice against a few amateurs in the morning.
Tay and the others had thought nothing of Mel's absence at dinner, the teams had gotten used to Mel's shaky attendance. She decided after dinner to check Mel's hall to see if she was busy or just ignoring them. She knocked on Mel's bedroom door and didn't get an answer; she tried the knob finding it lock, which usually meant Mel wasn't there. She just shrugged thinking that Mel had found another place to hide when a cold breeze filled the hall. It felt like someone had left a window open this was strange because Mel usually complained about the cold and kept her rooms a toasty ninety degrees. Tay looked around and followed the wind finding her-self looking at the unmarked room that Mel never used. She opened the door and was nearly blasted back because she wasn't expecting the wind to be so strong. A few old newspapers fluttered out into the hallway before Tay could close the door now inside of the room. For some reason she never liked this room, it always felt so cold and uninviting when she entered. The only thing that had been in there was old newspapers and painted walls. She saw that the only window in the room was wide open and the night breeze was blowing in. She went over and closed the window looking around the room. The fire in the moonlight seemed to come a live and she felt so unsafe in the room. Like she was being engulfed in fire that was so hot it felt cold.
"Hey are you alright?" Michel asked walking into the room. He walked over to her and she looked up at him coming out of her trance. "You're shivering." He said and she smiled.
"The window was open that's all. It's August after all, it's suppose to get cold soon." She said with a slightly nervous laugh. "What are you doing here?"
"Wondering around since the others have gone to their rooms. Sam said something about dancing, Becky said she had to finish up some research, and Nat said she was going to finish her needlepoint." He said leaning against one of the walls. "What's up with this room?"
"This room is in Mel's hall, she was going to do something with this room, and she put a lot of work into painting it. On the day she finished she just forgot what she was going to put in it and left it the way it was ever since. She has never really lived her, she's always going off on trips to places, I don't know why, she says something about family meetings then leaves." Tay said and the two left the room not forgetting to close the door on the haunting room.
"So where is she now?" Michel asked out of boredom.
"I don't know." Tay said and the two soon found themselves in Tay's hall. She went into a room that was just a sitting room, however it was painted like you were near the ocean and it was very welcoming.
"Did Mel do this?" He asked looking at the walls.
"Some yes, the rest Sam, Nat, and I did." Tay answered as she sat down in one of the nice chairs that were in the room. "It was supposed to be a hotel room over looking the ocean in Italy. I really didn't come up with the idea, Sam did. She's been fascinated with Europe ever since Mel, Becky and Nat have said they have gone there. I have yet to leave the states personally."
"I've gone to Russia." He said also sitting in one of the chairs. "I've found all the rooms are rather interesting."
"Well Becky has a musical staircase in her room leading to her private library. Mel in her downstairs hall has a room with nothing but foam for seats. Nat has a room with many aquariums in it, almost like you're under water. In one of Sam's third story rooms she has a dance studio. I personally have a hidden room in this hallway that has a collection of top beyblades I have found, created, or was given over the years." Tay said rather casually and he looked at her surprised. They had been there for about three months and he just found out about this. "However Mel spends most of her time in the basement levels of this house. She has made many rooms, one being laser tag. She has also made for Sam an Ice Rink. Then there is the bar, with pool table and collection of dartboards. We even have a pool down in the basement. Now I'm thinking of adding on to our home if you could call this fun house one."
"I admit this is an interesting place to live." The baseball player said looking around the room they were in.
"So when are you going to leave? Or have you found out?" Tay asked offhandedly, she had come accustomed to the large crowd in her home.
"We can leave whenever we like. However if we stay Mr. Dickinson is willing to pay for our home schooling." He said turning his attention back to her. "Personally I would like to stay longer." He said somewhat quietly while looking at her. She raised an eyebrow slightly before stretching and standing up.
"Well it is late, I think we should go to sleep. In the morning Mel should reappear, she tends not to miss breakfast if she missed dinner the night before." Tay stated before they went their separate ways.