At the high school, as the last period of the day was coming to a close, Karyn's position in her last class had changed. Not too long ago, she was sitting with the rest of the students, but at some point, she was asked to come to front of the class, but then just stayed there to the side of the teacher. She was now an intern, essentially the teacher's assistant, having graduated from high school the previous year.
She had the oddest feeling though, that she was forgetting something important. After the period was over, she talked with the teacher mentoring her. "I was trying to decide whether I should teach older or younger students," Karyn told her. "I mean...in high school, you focus on one subject. In elementary school, you teach a little of everything."
"Well, that's why you're here, to get a taste so you can make a decision."
Karyn headed out into the hallway, and found herself walking past Zara McMillan. She wondered what the girl's story was, dressing like that.
