The moment you tap your time-travel remote, a trap-door opens in the ground beneath you.
You plunge down a hole …
… and land — OOF! — in a chair.
But not the one in my lab …
This time, you’re in the middle of a brightly lit room.
Slightly dazed, you look around …
… and see 29 schoolkids all staring at you with suspicious looks.
You’re in … a classroom?
You look down and gasp:
You’re even wearing a school uniform, for goodness’ sake!
A scrunched-up piece of paper hits your head from behind. You hear some girls giggling in the back row.
Annoyed, you unfurl the paper to see a handwritten note:
“hey, new kid — it’s obvious u dont hav the Email Copywriting Compendium yet. ur such a LOSER”
You barely have time to tuck it into your pocket … when the classroom door bursts open.
The class goes dead silent as a tall figure strides into the room … turns to face the blackboard … and starts writing something in chalk.
You look at the teacher … and whisper to the kid next to you:
“Hey, isn’t that …”
“WHO’S TALKING DURING MY CLASS!” snaps the teacher, spinning around and glaring at the class.
That’s when you realise you might have made a big mistake …
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