Ok, so I was going to get this up about four hours ago... but I got side tracked into painting miniatures, I'm sorry you had to wait a while to read it
also, I think I may only have a few chapter after this.(maybe even just one, I'm still not sure)... review if you have an opinion about this!
The silence was broken by me, "Hey…" but the silence between us quickly re-formed. I heard people outside, then I heard them in the office lobby. They were coming, and we wouldn't be able to say anything important by the time they got here. My hope began to deflate but it exploded when I felt a hand wrap around my wrist and pull me into the kitchen. When we got in, I realized that if the party goes on for a while, then we go out might look awkward. But that only stayed in my head for a few seconds before I looked over at Matt.
The first thin that popped into my head was, 'Is that a secret passageway?' and It turned out to be right. The second was where does it go? I walked over to the three foot tall door opening from the back of the kitchen cupboard. It was dark in there, but I could tell that there was a light further along. Matthew was sitting on the first of what seemed to be many stairs leading down.
He avoided looking in my eyes again while saying, "I thought you might want something, er, not over there. I'll make you pancakes." he sounded nervous, but that may have been his normal voice and I forgot… no I think he's more nervous than his usual.
Nevertheless I still followed him into the super-duper-cool secret passage way. It took longer than I though to reach the end of the stairs and I couldn't help but wonder how far underground we were.
"Um were exactly are we going?" I asked when we reached a basement room at the end of the stairs.
"The kitchen." he said, as if it was obvious, which I suppose it was, but didn't we just leave the kitchen? But who cares, not I know how guys keep getting in the girls dorm rooms with out Elizabeta knowing! I wonder if she knows, if she doesn't I'm not sure I want to tell her anyway, this is too cool to not be kept a secret.
At the end of the stairs there was a basement-like room that separated out into a tunnel from each of the four stone walls. He started walking down one when I realized how cold it was down there. I knew it wasn't cold out side, but I still felt like I needed to get a jacket or something…
"Hey, Matt?" His pace faltered before he responded.
"Hmm?"
"These tunnels go to all the buildings right?" I asked, wanting to make sure.
"Yeah."
"Can I get a jacket or something before we make pancakes?"
"Uh, sure." He said, "But the way there is where we just came from…"
"Oh, sorry, I should have asked earlier…"
"No, It's fine. I'll get my jacket too."
"Alright." I replied then he turned around, and quickly passed me, walking back the way we came. I noticed he was still acting awkward around me which I didn't like.
We walked back to that same room but this time we turned left. After walking for a bit we came to another little stair case and we stumbled up it, grateful for the clean air as we got out in the… first storage room? How did I not see this cute little door when I was in her before!?
Now I took the lead going to my room, but when I opened the door, I heard the sound of Japanese voices from the room next to mine. I peeked behind the door, and saw that Jordanne, Faith and Kiku were still watching Angel Beats.
I closed the door and sighed before going over to my door and opening it. I looked around my room, and looked some more. I was sure I brought a jacket or sweatshirt or something! I didn't want Matt to wait anymore, so I pulled my big fluffy blanket off my bed, and wrapped it around myself.
I was careful to keep it off the ground, but I eventually gave up as we started to go up the stairs to the boy's dorm. We came out in a room similar to my storage room and went down the hall to Matt's room on the first floor.
I looked around at Matthew's room, he didn't seem to have a roommate since there was only one neatly made bed. The floor, in contrast to the bed, was far messier. Clothes, books, papers and partially unpacked bags laid around, covering all but a few small paths between the bathroom the bed and the door.
Then I pulled my thoughts away from the room and back to the room's owner. He was digging around, and he pulled out a large red sweatshirt that he pulled over his head. Then he abruptly went back to the door, and down the stairs. I sighed again, are we ever going to get to the talking and pancakes part?
Matthew was already going down already, so I tried to catch up to him, which worked for the majority of the stair case, but inevitably, I tripped and tumbled down. OUCH! I landed on my back(and luckily my blanket) with Matt on top of me.
"Sorry!" we said at the same time, and I realized that it wasn't only Matt's and mine's voices. In the dim light of the singular bulb hanging from the ceiling, I saw Alfred and punk Kirkland.
"Oh bloody 'ell!" Arthur said from where he was knocked to the floor.
"Sorry!" Matthew said, and hurried off down the hall.
"Hey wait-" Alfred called, but I was already following Matt down the dust path.
Not awkward at all- Not awkward at all- Not awkward at all- I chanted in my head at we walked. I was quite glad for the darkness at that moment, because I'm sure my face would be rather pink.
We didn't say anything as we walked through the dark tunnels, up the stairs and into the Kitchen in the Arts building. When we came into the light I was happy to see that I wasn't the only pink faced one. Matthew began making Pancakes right away, and I sat at the table wondering if he was going to say anything. It didn't seem as if he was, but I was going to have to change that.