“Did you get a hard time finding the headmistress office?” Cat jabs my side, she always finds a way to make a joke about my great spatial ability.
I raise my brow. “Of course not! But yeah, some guy helped me find it.”
“What?” Cat opens our dorm room and the same style from where we come greets us.
“What? What?” I mimic her while laughing.
I turn my attention to our room. Two beds are lined up on each side of the wall opposing the door. The wall has the same velvety textured wallpaper as my room back at the future and there’s also an assortment of Victorian era furniture everywhere. I take the bed near the window. I pack away my things and look at the scenery outside. Up to this day, I am still amazed how they can put up such realistic glamor. The outside looks so real as if we are
