You up for some bonding time?
Charlotte’s POV
“Where are you taking me anyways?” I whine as we go up on the moving stairs. “Not much longer, just one more floor and we are almost there!” Lizzie snickers. “If we’re going into the reading lounge, why did you tell me to pack fresh clothes?” I’m still confused. “Wait and see my dear, I will show you the world, plus you will surely enjoy it as it will or may not help us tomorrow!” She retorts with a gleaming smile. “I promise, you’ll like it just as much as I do,” I can’t talk back anymore so I just hope it will be worth the time I could be learning. You’d be just stressing over tomorrow; my inner voice reminds me, and I cringe a little. True. We stop on the fifth floor right before the statue of Boris the Bewildered. “What now?” I ask curiously. She just smiled “Hold up, fourth door to the left,” she then proceeded to count the doors and said some sort of password as I followed her into the now open door I gasped. On one side of the room, there were stalls with toilets inside. Opposite the toilets, there was a large, swimming pool-like tub sunken into the ground with bath taps surrounding it. The bath taps all ran different-coloured bath water, soap bubbles, foam, towels, and bathrobes. There were around a hundred golden bath taps surrounding the entire tub, with a different jewel set in each tap. “Welcome to the Prefect bathroom,” Lizzie laughs a little at my staring as she closes the door behind us. “H-how did-… How do you know the password? I thought only a few people knew it,” I utter in amazement. “I have my ways,” she proceeds to stick her tongue at me. “Now lets get to the business of relaxation,” Lizzie breathed out and hid behind a folding screen one of the closest to her. I follow her lead and do the same and wrap one towel around my body. “Do you want to pick the bathing oils and the colour of the water? Of course, I will add some bubbles,” Lizzie asks me. “Oh, it's up to you, but I’d like the water to be red, please!” I answer her as I get out and come to her. She sets it up and then we go in together. We both sigh in pleasure, as the water is pleasantly hot and smells good and we can relax or float around. “Told you it will be worth it, so don’t doubt me next time,” Lizzie teases me. “Next time? You have more up your sleeves?” I raise my eyebrows doubtfully at which she just smiles innocently. The smile that I came to know as the one she always makes when she knows something I don’t. “You little minx,” I laugh.