She saw the grin. Something was fishy. She walked up to the teacher and forgot-hey, I threw mine in a paper airplane. He knows that right? I think so. Oh yay, she saved herself. She was probably still dead, but maybe she saved herself. Besides, he would note the handwriting, right? The handwriting is drastically different. It had to be. She walked back to her chair.

If she ends up in swimming, she will flip 5 fucking shits and tear Jeremy's dick off and shove his unmade sperm into his eyes and make it so that he'll have a vagina.