Melody’s POV
I left the room early in the morning, heading straight for the kitchen with Hope right on my heals. “Once it starts, take off as soon as you hear the alarms, you should pass everyone unnoticed as they all rush to the kitchen.”
“Will you be alright though?” Hope whispered, she was still unsure about the whole thing; not believing I could pull it off.
“Sure I’ll be alright, I know exactly what I’m doing.” The kitchen was empty this morning, not a lot of staff waking at four thirty in the morning. I started to bring out ingredients and set oil to heat on the stove.
It was five forty five by the time anyone started to enter the kitchen, the first being Gaston. “What is going on?” He tumbled into the kitchen, hung over from the night before.
“I’m making breakfast!” I said in a
