Someone kept knocking at Elizabeth's bedroom willing to break in.
The girl was dressed and ready for school, but she didn't expect anyone to knock so early at her door. She looked at the books for the school day she was supposed to take with her, also prepared by someone, after which she opened the door.
“Finally ... I am so excited. Come on!”
It was Johnny. The boy quickly took her hand and pulled her out of the room.
“Where are we going?”
“You'll see.”
“I’ll take my books though,” she managed to get rid of the boy's hand grip and enter her room. In the blink of an eye, the girl came out with a pile of books she needed for her classes. She was in a hurry, because whatever made Johnny so impatient was of great interest to her as well.
Reaching the marble stairs, Elizabeth recognized
