"We have a few minutes," I said. So we hurried after Man, hoping for something interesting. “Stalking is hard in heels,” said Annabelle, but she managed to walk impressively fast despite her shoes. Just then Annabelle hiccuped. She has rather infamous hiccups because they are so loud (she often interrupts our English class). “Your hiccups aren’t very inconspicuous,” I said, but luckily Man didn’t notice.
We were about to follow Man around a corner, when Annabelle spotted a Herd of boys whom we frequently stalk. The situation seemed hopeless. How could we ever get past without them noticing us? We took a deep breath and snuck carefully around the corner with success.
Then I ran into a door. Hallway doors should not open outwards, but I escaped with only minor wounds. Rita vs. the door. I won. Barely.
Unfortunately, the bell rang soon after that. We had to turn around, but so did Man and his friends. The roles were reversed. He was following us! Before we could get away, Green, a prominent member of the Herd, intercepted us. He nagged Annabelle. The conversation was of infinite consequence to them, but of little significance to this blog so I will not reveal the details at this time. Man approached us and said hello as well.
So much for being inconspicuous, huh? Today, not so much stalking as talking.
--Rita
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