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33. A Moment of reflection

32. Not knowing what to do

31. Falling deeper

30. Free Period

29. Lunchtime Part 2

28. Lonna at lunch switches even m

27. Lunchtime

26. The Magic isn’t stopping

25. After the lesson.

24. Face to Face

23. Lonna in between classes

22. The Morning continues for Ms R

21. The New Girl

20. Student now teaches

19. The other side of the desk.

18. Behind closed doors

17. The only choice.

16. They figure it out

15. Student, Teacher Conference.

14. Back with The New Teacher.

The Switching Stone: A Moment of reflection

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Lauren was standing in the same spot when the bell ran to signal the end of the free period. This shook her out of the daze she had been in since her former teacher left the room almost ten minutes before.

She knew she needed to find "Lauren" dam she slipped again. She needed to concentrate otherwise she would lose herself to her new life. The same life she had evened so much that morning. At that moment the classroom door opened and the first of the students who made up her penultimate class of the day walked in.

With that, all thoughts of looking for her former teacher had to be out on hold as she had a class to teach.

A few corridors away Lonna walked into her math class. She had spent the last few minutes thinking of how she could fix the mess that "Ms. Tran" had gotten her into. No that wasn't right her name was Lonna Tran. She had always been Lonna no matter what she looked like now. She had no idea as to why she had acted the way had "in that other person's" classroom.

She had always been so well behaved before today. That was something her aunt had made sure of. So why then had she acted so bad towards that person. She had discovered quite by accident that if she did not think of "Ms. Tran" by name but I the third person she was able to hold on to who she was herself. She wasn't sure how long she could keep it up for. Sooner or later someone was bound to get her talking about that person and she would slip again and take another step towards becoming the rude teenager that she now resembled. Surely there was something that she could before she lost herself. There must be something.




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