Dylan stared at the pile of grass, "This is what? What am I looking at?"
I rolled my eyes and parted the grass revealing a huge hole in the side of the wall. His brows shot up, "Did you and Cloey make this?"
I laughed, "No, we found it when we were searching for a way to escape. We were actually looking for a secret passageway but we found it instead."
"A secret passageway? Seriously?"
I stooped down, "We were fourteen and way too into Harry Potter."
Dylan nodded, "That explains it."
I got on my elbows and knees and turned to him, who just stood there, "Hey pretty boy, why are you still standing there? Come on."
He frowned, "I'm claustrophobic, no one said we had to crawl through holes."
I groaned, "Stop being such a baby and get down here."
After fifteen minutes of convincing him, he finally gave in when I promised to flash him my boobs when we get home.