warriors,’ James adds. He has shocking short red hair and is from 2063, with Rachel.

‘I’ve got things to do,’ Dexteria says. ‘VisiAir.’

The others fade one by one. As I close my VisiAir, I think about the other three who didn’t utter one single word. Callum, Rachel & Ribald. They must be shy.

Mr Harold unfreezes and we head up to my room. He walks to my bookshelf and picks up one of the older journals I have yet to read. He sits on the bed and flips through it.

I pick up my own journal and write about yesterday’s events. The next thing I know, a searing pain comes from the back of my head and the ground rises up to meet me.

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