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We didn't really need to worry about the guard right now but we did need to come up with a way to distract him. We all huddled together and whispered about until Robbie came up with a plan. It was original but it was going to work. If it goes exactly as planned. "And for a place to stay tonight?" I ask. We can't sleep in my room or their rooms because someone has without a doubt already found Dr. Mason. And the lamp. And the missing money and credit cards from his pocket (Fel's idea to take them).
We haven't checked the cards yet but hopefully they'll be a lot of money on them. If not then maybe he'll have a couple of dollars at least. And I'm not spending a penny of our money until his gone. "What if we slept in the file room?" Dylan asked. "Yeah but someone could come in," Fel points out, "what if we stayed in the janitor's closet tonight?" she says. "That's actually a pretty good idea." I tell her. "I think Thelma is off tonight so we could stay in hers." Everyone agrees and we head off to the closet.
I know what you're thinking. Ew a small, crowded, Janitor's closet? How gross can you get. But Thelma's workes here for 20 years. She has a VERY large Janitor's closet and it's actually very neat. As we tiptoe down the hall to Thelma's closet, we try to stay close together and be as quiet as possible. No need to draw attention to ourselves after I just killed a man.
I open the door to the closet (suprise, suprise, it's unlocked) and I make a spot on the floor. Everyone stretches out, using their backpacks as their pillows. I close my eyes and try to sleep but everything that's happened in the previous nights just flash through my mind. I try to bore myself to sleep but, it's not working. "Can't sleep?" Dylan asks. I laugh. "How come you're always awake when I am?" I ask him.
"I just can't sleep with everything rushing through my mind." He confesses. I turn on my side to look at Dylan. I position myself to where my hand is in the middle and he reaches out to grab it. I fall asleep, staring into his eyes.
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I wake up and look at the clock on the wall. Only twelve p.m.? Great. We aren't leaving till eight p.m. Eight more hours of sitting here. No, seriously, we HAVE to sit here. We can't risk getting caught during the day. Thelma is supposed to be off today. I only know this because she is my friend. Sounds weird right? But she is.
Dylan opens his eyes and smiles, still clutching my hand. I stare into his gorgeous eyes. The ones that make me melt. We sit talking until Fel and Robbie wake up. I look up at the clock to see how long we've been talking. The clock says three o' clock. We'd been talking for three hours. My stomach never once even rumbled but now that I know that three hours have passed, my stomach churns and my mouth feels dry. I pull out four peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches and four water bottles. Everyone else must be hungry too.
"So I was thinking..," Dylan says, "Since we have five hours left, I was thinking that we could tell secrets to fill the time..."
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