School.

The car stopped in the school parking lot. There were a few minutes left before the lesson, which was why there was no one in the school yard. Erica got out of the car, hiding behind only her bag.

• I can't believe I'm going to class like this!

Mom's car disappeared around the bend, and Erica made her way with careful movements to the entrance to the school.

Having plucked up the courage and opened the door, the fox stepped onto the tiled floor of the corridors. The cold floor felt contrasting on her paws after being on the warm asphalt.

Erica wanted to take her gym clothes out of her locker, but...

• Oh, no... The first lesson is history... - Erica remembered with annoyance, heading to the second floor - I can't be late, my annual grade depends on my presentation... IC!

Erica realized that she would have to enter a classroom full of dressed students, and also stand in front of all of them at the blackboard, presenting her work...