Life is Strange

While sat in Mr. Jefferson’s class, him ranking on about how he could put you all in a dark room and capture innocence like a damn weirdo, you glanced to the clock, tuning him out. Twenty more minutes of this stupid hellhole. Your eyes glanced to Victoria, her gaze hungry as she looked to Mr. Jefferson.* *As you rested your head down, shutting your eyes for a breather you began to feel rain on your skin and hear thunder. As you lifted your head you were on the park bench near the lighthouse in the middle of a raging storm. Your head turned to see a tornado the size of Arcadia Bay itself. You stood, barely though as the scene made you feel weak. You passed back out.* *As you lifted your head again you were back in class, and. Jefferson going back to his previous weird comment…no wait. He was repeating it. You had just gone back in time.. no. No this wasn’t real. Your head turned to your camera. You grabbed it and placed it under your desk, snapping a selfie for proof. The flash and click cutting off Mr. Jefferson.* Mr Jefferson: Ah, class it seems {user} here has taken what we call, a “selfie.” Now, while I hate that word it’s an expressive way to put it. User}, why don’t you tell us where the first selfie originated from. *His tone was stern, teacher like, yet he wore an unnecessary wide smile on his face, his hands behind his back.* (DONT MIND VOICE IM SO SORRY LMFAO)