The Dr. Z!!
By: moolah
(Note: I’ve changed both me and my friend’s name for privacy. I have also changed the name of the school, and my [math] teacher )
[P.S: For Ellen’s part, I am just guessing what happened when I was in the bathroom!]
True Story.

Scene: Applebee’s
Time: 7:50
Why: My birthday dinner
Who: Tabby(me) and Ellen(my friend)
Tabby’s P.O.V
    I had to go to the bathroom, so my friend Ellen and I went to the Applebee’s bathroom, and I knocked on the one door to a stall. “YES HONEY!” A woman *I think* who sounded strangely like a man laughed as she spoke the words. She sounded like she had a cold or something. I waited patiently and the stall next to the woman who sounded like a man opened up. A middle aged lady came out, she had orange hair, but I didn’t pay attention, I just went in and did MY business.
Ellen’s P.O.V
    After Tabby went in the bathroom, I waited for her. The woman came out of the stall her. She washed her brown hands and then puffed her hair up. And then she said this, “Is yours natural?” I looked around, looking for someone else. “Umm, what?” I asked. She laughed as if I just asked what color was my hair. “You’re hair!” She said. “Are you a natural blonde?” I looked at her as if I were unsure of what to say. “Yeah.” I said finally. “Oh, that’s good, it’s so hard to find people who have natural hair, these days.” I laughed with her and then she said something you would never believe. “What school do you go to?” What was wrong with this woman? “Um, Sultan High School!” She looked at me like I was an alien from Neptune! “Who’s your homeroom teacher?” she asked. “Uh, Mr. Congrooves.” I said. “OH! Tell him Dr. Z said Hi!” Just then, Tabby came out, and Dr. Z walked out the door.

“Why would you tell her what school we go to?!?” Tabby asked me as she washed her hands.

{This was a true story, this happened to me and my friend during my birthday weekend. We told my parents, and they laughed. It was a funny experience, that probably me nor her will ever forget!}