Of course it had to happen when I was wearing a very unflattering oversized bright pink hoodie and grey sweatpants. There I was, laying on my bed in loungewear drinking hot chocolate and munching on potato chips. They sold chips here in these convenient little individual bags, and I was on my third one. It was another indoor night, which was helped by the constant rain outside. So I just chilled out in my room watching cartoons.

Or I was until that familiar sensation overwhelmed me. It was like a tornado swept through my room, sending my hair up in a whirl. Just the same as every other time, my eyes winced shut on reflex until I was sure my body had stopped moving. Once again I opened them to reveal unsurprisingly New York City- the same one in Miles's dimension. This time I found myself in the middle of Central Park laying on the grass. That's what not alarmed me however…. "So it turns out I don't have to be on Princes Street," I muttered to myself. Uh oh; if this is the case and I start to travel to different dimensions randomly like that then…. Oh no- this is bad.

First thing I did was stand up and brush all the dirt and blades of grass off me. Here I was in Central Park, late in the evening, wearing a sweatshirt and pants. And forget about having a phone, money, or ID with me. I let a frustrated sigh. Boy, if this going to become a regular occurrence then I should take out some American cash back home and glue my phone to me. But then, I don't know if my phone would work in this universe. Man! I'm getting too old for this.

I didn't feel old nervously walking through the park on my own. Central Park wasn't somewhere any woman wanted to find herself alone after dark. I tried to stay in the most visibly lit places possible. Maybe that wasn't the brightest idea but sticking to the shadows seemed like a more unsafe option. Hugging myself I tried to be as mindful of my surroundings. What I should have done immediately was look for Miles, but to be honest I had no clue where to start- this whole experience has shown me just how much I don't know.

"Where to go? Where to go?" Preferably find somewhere warm and free to go to. It was starting to get cold out and I was already shivering. Let's see- the public libraries would already be closed and the mall will be closing soon. Where else I could go hang out without getting accused of loitering? Hmmmmmm.

I didn't have to think about it for long. Unlike in the UK, most university libraries in North America were twenty-four hour and they did not require a student card to get in. I was actually a student in my universe and besides, I looked the part. If anyone stopped me I could just say I live on campus and needed to pop in for a book. No one's gonna question that considering my heh, academic appearance. Daddy always said I looked like a student.

The university wasn't hard to find; I'd visited the same one back in my dimension several times. The New York University had a pretty considerable library and since it was late out and it wasn't exam time, it was fairly quiet. Still, I wasn't surprised to see a security guard standing inside by the front clear double doors. He looked at me when I entered, probably a little taken aback by my attire. Thinking on my feet I merely flashed him a friendly smile, giving a completely innocent head nod his way. He stiffened up, as if to catch himself, he instantly grinned back at me, nodding in return. See? I can look all cute and innocent, even at this age. With zero interruption, I went straight into the shelves, hunkering down for who knows how long. I decided to head for the physics section to see if I could find out something, anything about universe-hopping. You can guess how well that went.