t was a hot summers day, the day I found the Vanishing Ink. Not expecting a thing and lying down in the grass bored to death, I saw classroom 302. Classroom 302 was the art class I had never been, although I had heard the strangest rumors. Some people said that the teacher was a witch and would always start the lesson by casting a spell on the paintbrushes and making them dance around the room! Others said that she could foresaw the future and would mutter strange words to herself!

The teacher, Ms. Delaney, had very long black hair and her eyes were red and would turn yellow if she was suspicious of something! I had only seen her once but I could remember every detail of what she looked like.

Then I saw something, right by the art room a small black cat with large yellow eyes was coming right towards me. I rubbed my eyes I couldn't be dreaming there it was staring at me! I turned towards the rest of the class surely they would have seen it too but they all were concentrating on the kick-ball game they were playing.

The black cat purred and slowly and turned her back to me. I stared longer, and slowly the cat got smaller and smaller and finally dissolved into the thin air! I decided that I would tell someone but then again they'd probably think I was crazy. Instead I got up and walked towards the classroom 302 in the direction the cat had gone. As I was standing outside the classroom I got another glimpse of the cat. The door of the classroom opened and in walked the black cat.

A tall boy with large owl like spectacles and brown scruffy hair was stood holding the door open happily! As the cat walked in it beckoned its paw towards me and purred and then stepped inside. The boy was still smiling at me and still holding the door for someone. I looked behind me and expected to see some students but didn't and the boy spoke "would you like to join this class?" in a faraway dreamy sort of voice.

I longed to say yes but I could see the class at the top of the hill still at recess. "Sorry no you must have mistaken me for another person". And I started to walk away when the boy grabbed my arm and said "No one is mistaken Alex Harter"

I was astonished. How could he know my name? He pulled me in the classroom I tried to run out of the classroom but I got caught. Ms. Delaney was sitting at her desk with a smile on her face.

"Good Afternoon Alex" she said showing all of her crystal white teeth.

I tried to explain to her that she had got it wrong and that I was supposed to be at recess right now but all that got me was a lot of sniggers from the class. She pointed to a seat and motioned for me to sit down. I sat. I had no other choice.

As I did Ms. Delaney came over to me and spoke. "You are here because you have a natural talent for art and this talent of yours has been recognized"

The class sat motionless. I knew some familiar faces there. Fiona in my class was there she had been my best friend since forever. She had short brown hair and a couple of freckles. Her mother had made her join art class although Fiona hated art. A boy named Philip Millings was there and my other friend Hannah Jones attended.

I had always been very good at art but I had never thought that I was on an advanced level. Ms. Delaney walked back to her desk and spoke to the class "I want you all to draw a picture of the view from this window"

She pointed over to a small oval shaped window and the class looked over. Mr. Drent (the Caretaker) was outside emptying dustbins. Once I had finished drawing my picture I followed the other children to the front of the class and waited my turn in line. When it was my turn I laid my drawing on her desk and she waved her hand over my drawing. Suddenly it vanished and changed into a picture where the dustbins instead were cleaning up Mr. Drent! The whole class now was staring outside. I joined the class to find they were staring at Mr. Drent who was being swept away by a horde of monstrous dustbins!