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Marin went to her Ballet elective then, and Ardo went to Algebra, while Saera and Terry went to Theory of Knowledge. Ardo and Marin passed each other in the halls on the way to their respective classes, and they shot glares at each other as they went their separate ways. Saera and Terry passed an enjoyable hour in Theory of Knowledge, both of them relieved that there was not another speech on the Ravaging. After this, Ardo and Terry reunited in Photography. Terry was intrigu

The class continued, and then the bell rang, and it was done. Saera packed up her things next to him silently and efficiently, while Terry felt compelled to linger, slowly moving like he was caked in mud. His phone, his notebook, the books he was reading, they all slowly slipped into his backpack. Saera glanced over her shoulder at him, as she moved for the door. He caught her eyes just briefly, but then looked down again. It wasn’t a comfortable thing, meeting new people. No

“Now,” said Mr. Simeon, looking up from his screen, “this is Homeroom, where you’ll receive all your notices and assignments for your remaining classes of the day. We don’t have much of an agenda today, since it’s the first day of school, so we’ll just be cycling through some forms and permission files you’ll need to download and take home to your parents. They should already have their own copies by now, but you’ll need your version to have their electronic signatures.” Ma

Soft and gently came the green light shining, peering through the darkness. The green light, green digits, glowed gently, faintly, in the midst of the darkened room. Suddenly, like lightning from the sky, they brightened, and began to pulse. They flashed, and as they flashed, a chime, soft but insistent, issued through the air. It was calculated, precisely programmed, to drive a human mind from slumber. Saera’s eyes came open. She breathed out, a sigh, which filtered through