Lex eyed the shoe sceptically. Her memory wasn't that bad, she remembered the homework and the lies the plastic bag had told; false promises that she'd done it well when in fact the texture was way off.

Dropping the shoe to the floor she decided to test it before wasting her time on the other plate. Shoving her foot into it she felt her feet going right through. Uh-huh. See? Paper thin. Yet another reason she would never appreciate this class. Everything in it lied. Picking up the torn shoe she placed it on the desk once more. "Reverto."

It seemed the plates were having the same kind of communication error. Mm. Much too lazy to go drawing again she simply pictured the shoes in her mind once more. This is where the wand and plates magically obtained the power to read minds so they could tap into her little thought process and get a good idea of where they were going wrong. Now were they all on the same page? Hmm?

Good 'cause she was ready to try again--but not before shooting the plate a little glare.