There was a knock on the door. I turned to see who it was just like everyone else. Orlando was there, looking at Mrs Daria who I had recently discovered was the most boring teacher in the history of boring teachers.
"Mrs Daria, I'm afraid I shall have to steal Miss Sharpe away from you."
"Oh very well then" moaned Mrs Daria in that slow monotonous voice of hers. I got up, grabbing my books and hurrying out of the classroom. As soon as he had closed the door Orlando set off down the corridor, saying nothing to me. Confused I set off after him, hurrying to keep up. Whatever he wanted was obviously urgent, I wondered whether anyone had found out about us. We reached a doorway at the far end of the school, and he opened the door, allowing me in first. Once inside he leant against the door and watched me look around.