I had just left my group home and was headed towards school when a strange man approached me. He had slightly spiked messy brown hair and was wearing a brown pinstriped suit.
"Um…excuse me, miss? You wouldn't happen to know the date would you?"
"It's October 18th" I responded.
"2010, yes?" I nodded, wondering exactly where the weirdo was going with this.
"Finally! The old girl got it right!" he exclaimed.
"Um…ok, whatever!" I muttered, shaking my head, pushing my black dyed hair away from my milky white face.
"Just one more question before I let you go."
"Which is?"
"Have you ever heard of a 'Springfield Senior High School'?"
"Um…yeah. I'm a student there."
"Excellent! You can show me where it is then!" he stepped aside. "Well, go on. Lead the way."
"Who are you exactly?" I asked as I resumed my morning commute.
"I'm The Doctor."
"Right"
"Yep! That's me. The Doctor. The one and only."
"You expect me to believe that your parents named you 'The Doctor'? What is 'The' actually your first name?"
"Nope. Don't have a first or last name. I'm just called The Doctor.
"Ok, then."
"What's your name miss? Don't think you want me calling you 'miss' all day. Of course, I could be wrong. Still, I told you my name. So, it's only fair that you tell me yours."
"I'm Violet. Violet Loretta Smith. The worse name in the entire universe!"
"Nah! I've heard much worse" the Doctor assured me. "Plus Violet is a beautiful name. I knew a Violet! Such a brilliant and beautiful young woman. A bit feisty, but nice all the same. In fact you share her greenish-blue eyes."
"What happened to her?" Suddenly The Doctor's facial expression grew grim and almost hollow looking. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked."
"Quite alright!" he responded, suddenly looking sickingly cheerful again. "Well, anyway, it looks like we're here. Thank you for your assistance, Violet. Now you have an amazing day!"
"You too!" He nodded in affirmation.
"Allonsy!" he shouted as he headed towards the school building, earning quite a few looks from other students.