Cut, cut, cut. Rewiiiind.

Okay, let's get back in this classroom.
Did Amber walk out? Maybe. Did she randomly rewind, not along with the others? Most likely.
Amber was walking towards homeroom again, feeling all of the deja vu. She decided to slip her headphones back on, listening to whatever music she had on right now. "What just happened?" She asked herself, blinking. Oh well. Time to get back to her regular fucking self.

So, she walked into her homeroom class, the proper one, and she wasn't being strangled. It was normal. Oh god yes, yes please. No more fighting? Shit was normal. Fuck yes. Hooray. It was good. Now she had a clear record, back from the start. She really didn't take a seat, instead she just stood near one near the middle. Oh. She saw the girl that went Street Fighter on Knife Guy, and waved slightly. There we go. Act normal. Normal, and calm as shit.