"I bitch about the dress code and you have practical opinions about defying it?"

"Do you remember remarking on the cover of my handbook."

"No? I guess it looked kinda janky, but like, public school, what do you expect."

"- okay. Cool. Guess I had, like, a - weird - dream? Maybe I didn't sleep super well last night and I'm dozing off."

"Ooh, what about."

"I scribbled in the handbook 'and commitment to print quality' under 'our values', because of how my cover looks, and then you acted like the cover looking like that was very much not public school what do you expect but in fact very startling coming from a school which, you said, last year insisted on reprinting the yearbook over a typo." Bella's writing this down for her own reference as she says it.

"Huh. Well, I certainly don't recall the school reprinting the yearbook last year over a typo."

"Yeah, I must be tired or something." She actually feels kind of wired but maybe that's not incompatible. She flips the rest of the handbook, and her schedule, till homeroom is over.

Corrects a typo in the handbook.

If she flips back to the page her markings and the typo are both gone. 

- okay, well, homeroom is over now so she can't check if she has revised Edie's memories. Twice. Fuck.

She checks, several times per class, if the handbook is still in her bag; but she doesn't write in it again before she can catch Edie at lunch.

Edie waves her over when she sees her with her tray. 

"How were your morning classes?"

"Completely unremarkable. Can I see your copy of the student handbook please."

"Sure?" 

She digs it out of her backpack and hands it over. 

Typo? The principal's name spelled with a extraneous double letter on page 6.

Any changes Bella made to her own handbook are present in Edie's. 

"Oh boy this is weird."

Are there any other typos. She is relatively unconflicted about fixing those. Only relatively, but.

"What's weird?" she asks, peering over Bella's shoulder. 

"Remember that weird dream I told you about in homeroom?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm increasingly uncertain that it's a dream but it - may be retroactively editing people's memories - which makes it hard to prove, among other things."

"I realize that your claim makes it more difficult for you to present evidence to me but can I have an expansion on what evidence you've experienced...?

"There's the part about print quality that I told you about, and then I fixed a typo - there was an extra letter in the principal's name on one page, it seemed like a relatively noninvasive change to fix it - and my handbook now has that typeset like it was never mistaken in the first place, and so does yours."

"I remember what you said about the print quality conversation, but if that already seemed like a dream...with anyone else, I would attribute the typo thing to unreliable memory, but you being you, that doesn't seem likely. Hmm. I wonder if there's anything you could change that would only affect my memory, I can consent to that."

"It didn't seem very much like a dream but it seemed more likely than me having a magical student handbook. - I guess it might be me and not the handbook. I can't think of anything that would only affect you, since... you did not write the handbook, and presumably whoever did remembers doing that. But I could - scratch out some of the more pointed details about student-led protest? As a small-scope change that would mostly localize to you."

"If you make a change and only interact with me before changing it back then probably it would just be like you hadn't changed it from everyone else's point of view...? I should try editing mine and yours and you should try editing mine, for science. Controlled variables etcetera."