Chapter 18
Mrs. Wolfe navigated through the school with ease, taking me into an area which I didn’t even know existed. We whisked past the teachers’ lounge, through the teachers cafeteria and into the meeting room, where there was an elevator on the far sides’ wall.
We skidded to a stop when we arrived in front of the elevator and Mrs. Wolfe looked around, as if checking that there were no other teachers around. When she was satisfied, instead of pressing the up arrow like she should have, she took the panel off around the button, only to reveal a keyboard. She didn’t look the least bit surprised and looked calmer than I would have expected her too. She had a look on that was the opposite of the one I had on my face.
Narrowing her eyes as she thought for a minute, she typed in a long code. I just stood there unable to get the guts to ask her what she was doing or where we were going. It was easier nervously hoping we didn’t get caught.
With a ping the elevator arrived and we stepped inside, but in this elevator there was no level one, level two or level three, which were the levels our school had. The possibilities started at four and went all the way up to ten. We stood there for a minute as Mrs. Wolfe pondered about which would be the best choice before pressing the number eight. There must have been a reason she chose this level, but I decided to let her explain if she wanted to. I was already causing her enough trouble.
“Now I need you to get out and go into the third room on the left. Please don’t go wandering around like some of your friends have decided to. I’ll be with you in a minute, I just need to check on someone first.” She told me and I quickly nodded. It wouldn’t have even occurred to me to go around and look at the other rooms before she gave me the idea. Now thoughts about looking in before I enter my room and following Mrs. Wolfe were swarming in my head. It was one of the things that my brothers had caused to be permanently etched in my brain. Around them what we were told not to do was what we usually did.
“You aren’t like your brothers thought right?” She asked me before I got out, holding the elevator door open. In reply I just smiled an awkward smile and she nodded. “I’m guessing you are, so how about I escort you to your room so you don’t get yourself in trouble.”
“You know about their pranks?” I asked her quietly.
“There isn’t a teacher in this school who doesn’t and I have a feeling they taught you some of their tricks,” She laughed.
“They did, but why would I get myself in trouble because of that?”
“When your brothers were going through this I also had to leave them alone here. Even though they were in separate rooms they greeted me with a nice surprise when I came back.”
“They tend to do that,” I laughed, thinking about how they hadn’t pulled one prank during their visit.
“People do change you know, they outgrow childish things.”
“I know.”
“So this is it,” She said pointing at the third colorful door on the left. It had a large sign on it that read ‘conversation room 6’. “Do I need to lock you in or are we safe?”
“I think we’re safe,” I laughed and Mrs. Wolfe nodded slipping a silver key in her pocket.
“Alright, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” She told me before heading back to the elevator and typing the code in again. It was amazing looking at the large amounts of people she could help. I was glad I had talked to her, however hard it was at first.
Retreating from the door back into the depth of the room I plopped down on a small single couch that was set on the far side of the room next to a bookshelf. Mrs. Wolfe must really love to read.
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