I quietly stare a the posters hanging the dormitory walls. They depict superheros, fantasy dragons and movie stars. Looking down at my phone I realise I'm late; I run down the stairs, down a long corridor and make a sharp turn into the classroom. Every one of my peers stare a me as I sit in a desk near the front of the classroom. My teacher, Miss Trywood looks down her  small doll like nose at me. I take in her amber eyes, large and glassy. Her eyebrows are non existent and in their place she draws thin brown lines. It's impossible to tell how old she is, as her skin is perfect, not a single blemish or wrinkle; but she speaks like an old lady.  "Sorry...um...for being late" I mutter, hoping to spare myself of detention. Mis Trywood nods and addresses the class. "Get out your textbooks. I will say a date and you will put your hand up and say what happened on that date. If you talk out of turn you will be sent out. And you don't want that, for you? Each of you must answer at least one question. The first date is...1418." I stop listening and place my head on the coldish wooden desk. The teacher's light, airy and girlish voice gives me a headache and the classroom is stuffy and to warm. I put my hand up. Miss Trywood points are me. "You. What is the answer, dear?" I grunt. "Can I go to the bathroom?"  She sighs. "Go on then." I thankfully stride out of the classroom.

Out in the corridor I relax. A crusty mirror stands on the wall. I glance around to make sure no one's here, then turn back to the glass. I make a funny face, eyes wide, mouth open in a sinister grin. I shot at the sight of myself. I look into mirror me's face. My green eyes, brown skin and red hair look back at me. "Good morning, Eve Grocer. Shouldn't you be in class?" I turn around so fast my shoes squeak. The speaker is Principle Kaser. "Umm...." I look down, embarrassed. I'm sure there was no one here a second ago. He laughs. "Off you go then we wouldnt want to miss anything... would we?" I nod and hurry back to class.