Cassandra looked up from her writing with a small frown, giving the nearby classroom a nervous glance. There was still some daylight left, and she wanted to go in there today...but she was nervous. She'd heard other students complaining about 'slow internet speed' and something about bandwidth, but she didn't understand any of it really. But today was the day she finally figured out the strange technology. One of the girls had said -not to her, of course, but she'd heard it all the same- that there was a cat in the box in the computer lab that was playing the piano -her cousin had shared it with her- and she wanted to see that.<br/>She took a deep breath and looked down at her open journal.<br/><br/><em>Today is the day</em>she wrote.<em>I am finding the piano-playing cat, even if it takes me until bedtime.</em><br/>With that she closed the book and smoothed out her skirt and put her book in her bag. Time to do this.<br/>She had been in the lab before, and she'd been told how the machines worked, she just never seemed to remember what it was she was told. But she had her purple notebook. If she could get the machine on, she was more or less confident she could find the cat. If not she could ask the librarian- she had answered many of her questions since she'd come to the school.