It's the second day of school, and the narrator is bored. He's not paying attention to his homework. He wonders if there's someone like the guy in the mirror. He asks the teacher if he's in the same class as him. The teacher nods, nods, and stares. The narrator wonders if the school is like a magic school, where everyone is in charge of their own lives. He decides to ask the teacher about his grade, class, and what's going on in the school. He wants to know if there are rumors floating around about the teacher's grade. He also wants to ask about his class. He thinks that waving a wand will do the same thing, but he doesn't know how to do it. He just wants to leave before the whole thing gets complicated. He wishes he could do something more convincing. He sighs, thanks the teacher for the card, and asks if she can stop by with her manicure. She stops by, too, and sighs again. She's so glad she was in school that she can't buy her manicures because she was too young to buy them. She asks if he can jump for them. He jumps for them, too. She thinks he is rich, and she thinks he should just throw the blankets away. She wonders if she should just stay and eat. She wants to wash her clothes, since she's never had a washing machine before.