I stared at the pretty boy, but out of the corner of my eye I watched the Doctor nod and stroll out of the room, taking the teacher with him. As they were gone I took notice of the room. There were bars, grates over the windows, and all the desks were bolted to the floor. The teacher’s desk was also bolted down, and there was plexiglass for the window panel on the door. I stared at it, then took notice of the people. Most of them had darker hair, like my own black shade, but about five had lighter colors, like blonde and brown.

One of these girls, a girl with light brown hair, looked over to me curiously, then moved her seat over next to mine, and the black-haired boy stared at her. She nodded at him, “Joseph.” He smiled slightly and said, “Amy.” I looked in between them confusedly, until they both smiled at once. The teacher strode back in with a calm look on her face, and I assumed the Doctor had calmed her down. Somehow. She’d been pretty uptight and nervous, when I got in her face. But now I was mellow.