UPDATE Harriet

Harriet noticed that this day was not the same. Rather, this day's students were acting rather oddly. Whispers littered amongst the student body and it honestly pissed her off. The sense of not knowing was something that she hated. She decided to ignore and went to each class as usual. She skipped sixth period and worked on a software she was asked to design by the Zrontian mafia. It was worth a couple million so she decided to skip seventh period as well. It was cleanly finished and she returned to class with a self satisfied expression. Her teacher pretended to ignore her and all the students averted their gazes from her scarily tall form. It was her seat that ruined her sense of accomplishment for that day. Someone was sitting on it. Someone who was not Harriet Goldman.