The test lasted for half an hour.

"My oh my," she said to the lady, as she handed her paper over for marking, "That's nothing like the Intelligence Quotient tests I have done at school."

"That's because the computer classes will be nothing like the work you've done at school. Now I'll just have the computer mark the questions. That's why you used lead pencil. The computer just marks your multiple choice responses and calculates your score."

The lady fed Ann's pages into the machine, and Ann noticed the numbers ticking up a score out of one hundred, as the small shreds of paper were ejected into a garbage bin.

"The computer also has a mulching machine attached to it," thought Ann.

"The computer destroys the hard copy of the test after it has recorded the marks," said the lady, "and you don't need to feel too disappointed about your result. That's good. It's one of the higher marks we've had here. You can start tonight."

"Via the roof again," thought Ann.

 She was given a laminated plastic card with her name below the Computer Contact membership insignia: a double C in a circle. The card also stated her school year, age, and her mark in the test.

"You wear that badge always when you come," said the lady, "That way you can look at anyone's badge and grade yourself as a comparison to their mark."

"Sure," said Ann, "Well I'll just be leaving on the train each night. I don't want the orphanage staff to have to come and get me each time. They wouldn't let me come here then."

"That's fine," said the lady, "We'll see you tonight then. You go to level five."

Ann nodded her head and departed, signalling for Butler One to land the spacecraft on the roof. As she ascended the flights of stairs, one by one with her hidden anti-gravity controls, and the exposed anti-gravity triangles, she checked the doors above level six. They were all locked, and the lift attendant would probably ensure that nobody from the schools went above level six as well. The door to the roof would be locked as well, from the outside,

"opened only by keys on the inside, no less," thought Ann, "or by my Remote Control Trembler Device. Butler One's a good teacher with these bracelets and other gimics I use."
The door was locked, but Ann had no trouble with it. She was able to press the button and watch the door unlock itself.

"Thanks to the R.C.T.D.," thought Ann.

"It's just as if there was a pair of hands on the other side of the door out there; activated by the device," thought Ann, "and just as well too. I would hate to go all the way down and out into the street and arrange another place to meet up with Wildstar again."

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Ann attended the classes each night, wearing her special outfit, although most of it was concealed by a dark blue coat, which reached down to her knees. It would be easy to slip it off if she needed to go into action as the Mistress of Scientific Wonders. Each night she would attend the classes and then sneak out to the roof, where Wildstar would be waiting, with Butler One at the controls. On the second last night of the course, things were particularly clear in Ann's mind.

"I've learnt a lot, Butler One, especially today. I think they are going to wrap it all up, tomorrow. I would like to test it out against you. We could use your computer as a screen and brain to replicate the things I remember from classes."

"Ann started with a blank screen and defined various combat zones and then created various devices for herself and others for Butler One. In reality, they were only two dimensional electrical impulses on a computer screen, but they would provide an innovative simulation exercise for the two of them.

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"Oh, I made a mistake," said Ann, "You win again. I was just beginning to think that I was becoming very clever, and then I made a silly mistake, under the panic of wanting to be sure I would win for the first time."
"Even a silver lining has a few black spots, Miss O’Malley."

"You know, you're right. Let's stop hoverring over Computer Contact and land on that other building. I feel like testing my anti-gravity in a fun sort of way."

Ann stepped out of Wildstar and stood on the edge of a tall building's rooftop. Wendell had climbed out of his pouch and been placed just beside her neck, with the top of her clothing to hold firmly onto. Then Ann turned on her anti-gravity triangles and stepped out into thin air.  Manipulating the controls enabled her to float slowly down to the deserted street below. They then floated upwards again, and then down, enjoying the feeling of doing it at different speeds. They would watch the views become apparently smaller or larger, as they floated upwards or downwards. Then she turned around and watched the windows of the building moving past her as they floated upwards, and then down again.