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atmosphere. I assumed they were leaves but I could have sworn these were different; thinner. Plus, they were too thin to be leaves but I couldn’t exactly tell since they were much further away from me.
    We walked through the playground in some sort of unawar eness whilst people threw us uncomfortable glances. We were still wondering if this was some strange, bizarre joke that the entire school was planning. However absurd and unlikely that may seem, it was the only solution we could come up with.
    “ I think the best thing to do is just go and put our stuff down before we have our next lesson,” Jaden suggested.
    “ Seems like the only thing we can do,” I voiced.
    We walked through the swinging blue doors to find the halls like they usually were: students walking up and down to their lockers and conversing sometimes so loudly it sounded remotely close to squawking. We were the only ones who looked suspiciously odd, still having our trench coats on and our rucksacks on our backs as we walked up to the cloak room.
    “ At least this room still hasn’t changed,” Jaden mentioned after an exasperated sigh. Jade went to the girls’ cloak room next door as we entered ours.
    Jaden and I went in to hang up our coats on the available hooks before returning outside, hoping to now stand out less. We looked almost exactly alike but extremely out of place. Before we could even head for the playground, the bell had already rung. We hung around the locker rooms waiting for Nicholas to run past as he persistently did.
    “ Hey. What are you guys lingering around ‘ere’ for?” he asked as he jogged by and finally coming to a halt.
    “ Waiting for you,” we replied, dull-toned and simultaneously.
    “ So,” Nicholas started, drinking from his water bottle, “what do you guys need? What do you want?”
    “F irst off, Miss Strottman’s assignment was due today, yes?” I asked.
    “ What are you talking about?” Nicholas asked, looking at us as if we were clearly insane.
    “ What are you talking about?” Jaden retorted loudly, unexpectedly losing his cool and snapping into impatience. I pulled him back and calmed him down as he suddenly straightened himself to his full staggering height that clearly reduced Nick to a mouse whilst Jaden became Goliath.
    “ Miss Strottman got the sack ages ago. We’re in Miss Georgina Fanwall’s class now. You know this.” Nicholas took another cool sip of water. Jaden and I glanced at each other from the corners of our eyes for a couple of seconds and turned our heads back, only to see Nicholas’ face almost as confused as ours.
    “ Hang on just a fuzzy moment, Miss Fanwall’s a year ten teacher. So how could we be in her class if we’re only in year nine?” Jaden demanded.
    “ Ha…you guys are so, so funny. So I’ll tell you what: I’ll go along with your plan. We ,” he gesticulated to Jaden, himself and me, “are in year ten, which is exactly why Miss Fanwall’s our teacher. Look,” he showed us a crest on the right side of his blazer, sewn in delicately and mentioning our school's name in all its splendour. Jaden and I noticed how all the other boys and girls in our year group coincidentally had them as well. But was it a coincidence? It was customary in Cressile that seniors of years ten and eleven have clovers stitched onto their uniforms.
    “ We’re seniors now! So does that answer all of your eerie questions?” Nicholas sarcastically asked, grinning about what he thought was another harmless joke. On the contrary, this was actually becoming a frustrating matter.
    “ Ye–”              
    “ No! It doesn’t!” Jaden interrupted me. “Look, we were in school yesterday!” he snapped. He had lost his calm and subconsciously began screaming. Even I couldn’t hold him back now. Heck, I didn’t even think I wanted to. I was becoming equally enraged by all this nonsense.
    “ Yes ,” Nicholas answered.
    “ And we were in year nine!” Jaden