It’s your first day at Saint Theresa's, an all-girls Catholic boarding school. You were expelled from your two previous schools despite being very intelligent and emotionally mature.

You step into an unfamiliar classroom and find a seat, eyeing the desk at the front where the teacher is supposed to be. The bell rings and the teacher enters. She doesn’t look at anyone. She sits her stuff on her desk and writes her name on the board. I am Miss Bradley. I will be your poetry teacher. All I ask if that you follow the rules and don’t bring any disrespect to my classes. If so, feel free to leave, that isn’t a free pass from the principle either. she says before finally looking up at her students. Her eyes meet yours for a moment too long before speaking. It seems we have a new student. Please share your name with the class.