Let’s fast forward a few weeks from the funeral. I can still feel the sting from when I was separated from Lily but I must face the facts. In my current state I don’t have a chance of getting her back. At least the aunt that took her in was fairly wealthy so I won’t have to worry about her financial situation but as for her happiness, sigh.

“Just you wait Lily I will come and get you bac-”, my somewhat self-encouraging speech was interrupted as I was smacked in the face with a piece of chalk. I subconsciously stood up only to see my teacher staring daggers at me.

His menacing gaze grazed my body before he pointed to his textbook. “Mr. Wiggings I trust you can give us an answer for the question?” he asked firmly.

Kill me now. Come on dude I don’t even have the textbook out. He knows this so it’s the classic attempt to embarrass me in front of the entire class. I could feel the eyes of my classmates peering into my soul they must want a good laugh. I will give them something to laugh at.

Ok think, I have about 30 secs before he questions me again and spills the answer before reprimanding me in front of the class. In front of me the black board was wiped clean, he must have erased anything that can give me a clue beforehand.

He must have really needed to make an example of someone, too bad he chose the wrong person. So in front of me is a no go. I can’t afford to look in my classmates’ book at the side either as he would notice such an obvious attempt. So the only option is…

“Oh Mr. Wiggings do you think you can find the answer by looking up at the roo-”, “6.4”, I replied cutting him off. “Wha-what?” he questioned. “X is 6.4, by utilizing Pythagoras Theorem, after summing and then square rooting the squares of the two known sides the answer is found to be 6.4.” I said slowly emphasizing each word.

Plop! The teacher dropped his textbook triggering an explosion of laughter from the classroom.

It started as a giggle but the combination of the confused teacher’s facial expression and his desperate attempt to catch the falling book was certainly a sight to behold.

“G-Good Very Good, please take your seat”, he managed after regaining his composure. I took my seat as I was told and released a silent sigh. I was lucky. If the time of day was off by just a bit I wouldn’t have been able to answer the question.

Above the teacher was this massive analog clock. In addition to giving students a heart attack during exams with its constant ticking the surface is quite reflective.

In fact if you look closely everyone in the class can be seen to some degree. I suspect that was also how he caught me lost in thought. Thankfully he made the mistake of raising his textbook at a particular angle that created a mirror image on the clock.

From there all I had to do was reverse the image and run the calculations in my head. However if sun was too prevalent the glare would prevent me from seeing anything. Sigh, I really lucked out. Well no matter.

I protected my image in this new school and even managed to make this boring math class a bit fun for the rest of my classmates. Although I probably made an enemy I shouldn’t have.

A few classmates snuck me a thumbs up in which I replied with a simple smile. I began ignoring the class again contemplating on whether any of this would ever help me get my sister back sooner.

As I was lost in thought I heard a collision. I shifted my gaze to the window and was appalled at what I saw. Is that a flying book?