Lonna walked into the classroom of her colleague now teacher for the lesson Joan Smith. It was not Joan that Lonna didn’t like. She was nice enough whenever they chatted in the staff room. It was two things the first being that Joan had one of those voices that if you were the least bit sleepy and you listened to her for too long you would go to sleep. Lonna had thought that she would make a fortune if she ever decided to give up teaching and start making relaxation audiobooks. Not that she would ever tell her that.
It was the subject of history that filled Lonna with dread. It had been the hardest for her to pass when she had gone to high school. This was even though she had a teacher who was willing to put in the extra time and effort with her. What was her name again? Try as she might she could not remember the teacher's name. After all, it had been a while ago, not that she was that old. However, it had been almost fifteen years since she had been at a high school to do anything other than teach until the incident that was.
Here she was now about to take part in a lesson for a subject she didn’t like at all. Just as that thought Adele McMillan walked up to holding out a bit of paper. “I don’t know what you have done Lonna but Ms Rodriguez wants to see you. She said that you were to hand this to Coach Cotton before starting your last class of the day and go and see her in her room instead.” Adele told the rather bewildered Lonna as she handed over both the note explaining what she was to do and the note for the teacher.
“Thanks, Adele. I don’t think I have done anything but had better go and see her anyway.” Lonna told her classmate. This kept Lonna on edge for the whole of the class, not that she wasn’t already worried about trying to find some reason to go to her old classroom before school let out for the afternoon. Joan was in fine form this afternoon. Lonna thought she had seen at least two of the students start to doze off and a third almost fall out of their seat by falling asleep. Somehow Joan failed to notice that anything was amiss whatsoever.
Luckily she had not been chosen to answer any questions during the class. It must have been where she had chosen to sit. As she had never seen Lauren in this classroom during any lessons she could not have known that the seat she had chosen in the back of the room was where she usually sat. Even if had known that she would have just written it off as a coincidence or something to do with all the other seats being taken or something like that and nothing more. Especially since she did not believe in things like magic or that she was a scientist after all. Well, she had been until that morning but now who knows what she would have thought if she found out.
