Darcy put her pencil onto her desk. She grabbed her paper and run through Mr. Françoise's room in order to show him her new poem.
She came in front of Mr. Françoise's room to knock the door. But she put her hand down back. She was out breath as she ran so fast. She put her hands to her chest, bowed and try to pacify herself.
After few minutes, she felt better and knocked on the door. Once she heard Mr. Françoise's voice, she got in. She told him that she wrote a new poem and wanted him to take a look at it.
Mr.Françoise told that she should came into the room to show what she had written.
Darcy said that she was already inside. Mr. Françoise got angry and asked whether she was joking or not.
Darcy got shocked! All she wanted to do was to show him her poem. She didn't know what she did wrong! She repeated that she was inside the room, once again.. But, when he heard it he got even more angry. And left the room in order to find her out of the room.
She turned around herself and planned to sit on the chair in front of Mr. Françoise's desk. But before she sat down the chair, her eyes had stuck on the mirror hanging on the wall. She left the paper onto the chair from her hands, and moved towards the mirror in order to take a look at herself. But, there was something wrong.. Her reflection.. wasn't in the mirror...