okay with you guys, maybe I should just stay right here, you know?â
Matt folded his arms. âAbsolutely not, Maeve. From this point on we are sticking together. Understand?â
âYes.â She grabbed Charlotteâs wrist as the girls descended down the stairs.
âOuch! Maeve, youâre hurting me!â Charlotte squeaked.
âSorry,â Maeve said, loosening her grip. âItâs kind of hard to go down stairs in these bootsâI donât want to fall!â
Katani had to laugh at that one. âHoney, you have got your arm on the wrong girl!â Klutzy Charlotte was the most disaster-prone girl in the seventh grade, but she didnât really mind. It was just something she learned to deal with. Sometimes she even cracked herself up with her crazy mishaps.
The insides of the tunnels were dimly lit, and the sounds of their footsteps echoed eerily on the ancient tile floor. âThis would be the perfect setting for a scary movie,â Charlotte admitted, squeezing Maeveâs hand.
âDo you think this place might be a little bit haunted?â Maeve whispered. She heard creaking noises, and just when she thought it was safe, a little bug scuttled out in front of her feet. âEeek!â
âMaeve, is that whining noise coming from you?â Katani accused.
âI canât help it,â Maeve said in a breathless voice. âItâs spooky down here. I feel like I might faint.â
âYou are such a drama queen, Maeve,â Katani moaned. âItâs just a tunnel. Hundreds of students must pass through here every day.â Katani would not let a few butterflies in herstomach blow her cover of always being cool, confident, and composed.
âChin up, Maeve!â hollered Matt. âI thought that Mix-Master-Curl was the toughest cookie on the block.â
Maeve felt her mouth curl into a smile. He truly was a prince. If I did happen to faint, Maeve told herself, surely Matt would catch me in his arms and carry me to safety. Still, the creepy clangs and creaks wouldnât stop. âThere is no way weâre alone down here,â she murmured.
All of a sudden, classical music started to play. Katani, Maeve, and even Sam jumped into the air and grabbed each other.
âIsnât thatââ started Matt.
âBeethovenâs Fifth!â Charlotte exclaimed as she shuffled through her purse. âItâs my cell phone, you guys. My dad downloaded the ringtone online. I know, itâs wicked dorky.â
Maeve clutched her heart. âChar, you have got to tell your dad to choose something, like, ten times less creepy.â
âI donât think Beethoven would like his music being called creepy.â Charlotte laughed, flipping open her phone. âHello? Youâre where? No! Weâre in the tunnels! Noâ¦donât come back. Stay right where you are.â She flipped her phone closed. âThat was Isabel, using Elena Mariaâs cell phone. She said she and Ave and Scott and Elena Maria are outside the entrance. They already checked out the tunnelsâAvery was kind of disappointed. Isabel said they didnât get very creeped out.â
âWell, Iâm creeped out enough for all of us! Letâs get out of here!â Maeve said. The group did an about-face and hurried towards the stairs that led into the building above.
âCan you believe it?â moaned Isabel, when everybodywas reunited. âThese two went to the holography exhibit without me!â
Elena Maria and Scott giggled like theyâd been up to serious mischief.
Matt just shrugged casually. âWell, good. See, I told you thereâd be something for everyone here.â
Avery rolled her eyes and whispered to the BSG, âI have a feeling that the only thing here my bro is interested in is Elena Maria!â
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