Classroom.

You grab April by the hand and guide her to the front door of the main building, an enormous old Tudor house that was converted 150 years ago into a school. Surrounding the old house are an array of ugly, blocky '60s buildings, built as the shool expanded. April unlocks the door and you walk quickly through the maze of corridors and stairs pausing only to unlock doors. Finally you arrive at the room you want, 22b, your old form room.

April unlocks the door and lets you in. "Knock and enter in a couple of minutes," you say, devilishly. "I want to play a game."

"OK," April smiles.

The room is a Geography classroom as well as your former form room, and the walls are adorned with a collection of maps, displaying the local area as well as whole countries. You take a seat at the teacher's desk, which is clear in the centre but piled high around with exercise books and marking to be done. You smarten yourself up, doing up your buttons and straightening your tie, before pretending to get on with some work.

April knocks and you bellow, "Come in."

"You wanted to see me, Mr Doe?" says April, meekly. You smile at her acting skills.

"Yes, Miss Henderson. Come here." April walks up to the desk and stands next to you. You look up at her. "Do you have any idea why I may have called you in to see me today?"

"No, sir. Have I been bad?"

"Not necessarily, but I couldn't help noticing that your grades for my class have been slipping. We are reaching the end of the year now, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to fail you. Now, I don't want to do that, and I can tell you don't want me to do that either."

"Oh no, sir, I'll try really hard not to let it happen. I'll take extra classes if you want me to, I'll study like crazy! Is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?"

"Well, I'm too busy to give you extra classes, but I think there might be something you can do."

"Oh anything, sir!"

You smile.