Zelda had begun to be assimilated into her role, her formerly pale skin darkening to a deepening brown. She had also aged, going from 14 to 16.
After dropping off her books at her locker, Zelda noticed someone nearby that she thought she recognized. A part of her felt that she shouldn't know this person, but nevertheless she couldn't help walking over and talking to them.
The stranger looked at her as she approached and blinked. How had they gotten here? They didn't remember coming here at all, or who this strange girl was.
"How did you do on the test?" Zelda asked.
Test?
