You do.

You wake out of a dreamless sleep to the morning sun shining in your window. You stretch lazily before getting up and starting your morning routine, your mind running through your schedule for the day.

You have a geography class at nine and a history class at two. Your schedule calls for you to hold office hours from ten-thirty to noon, and you can elect to hold those in your classroom, your cottage, or other place of your choosing.

You've spent some time going over the lesson plans you found, and have confidence that with their assistance you'll be able to successfully imitate a teacher. Despite it's pretensions, the Academy's academic standards are not overly high, and it's evident that many girls are here for the social life and the opportunity to network with others of their social class, rather than for education.

Showered and dressed, you head for the dining hall, enjoying another crisp and clear morning as you walk.