A/N: Hi guys! So you are probably wondering what this is!

Ok, so I was thinking the other day at school. What if I took my real life, embarrassing experiences, and turn it into a bunch of one-shots! That is what I'm going to start doing. I will have a bunch of filler chapters in which I will put a new one-shots. They will come based on when these happened to me.

So this first one happened to me this past Thursday at a holiday party, so I am going to retell it.

Cast:

Me: Artemis

My friend that was seeking with me: Bette

My friend that we were looking for: Barbara

My friend that was there with us: Siera (One of my OCs. Don't worry, she is just here to fill a space, she isn't very important to this story and she won't be brought up much.)

My dance teacher: Mrs. Tunis (Made up)

Other friend: Hayley (Made up as well)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except this life experience (Sadly), Siera, Hayley, and Mrs. Tunis

Enjoy!

Artemis stifled giggles as she, Siera, and Bette rounded the corner. Bette was having a holiday party at dance, being as it was the week before Christmas, and she had invited Artemis, Barbara, and Sierra to come along.

Currently, the girls were playing Hide and Seek with the rest of the class. Artemis (being the original Seeker) Siera, and Bette (The first people she found) were attempting to find Barbara. Emphasis on attempting.

Bette's dance studio had two floors. On the downstairs floor, there were two studios and two lobbies. The other girls that had already been found were playing with the tutus in the studio between the lobbies. The upstairs studio led to one of the lobbies, and to the left of that lobby was the main studio. The final studio was the Irish Step studio.

Bette and Artemis had found Siera in a stairwell. There was more than one company in the building, so there were more than just dancers using the bathrooms. The three Gotham girls walked past the men's bathroom, stopping as they simultaneously had the same thought. She wouldn't, would she?

"Well, you and Hayley did hide in the downstairs boy's bathroom." Artemis said to Bette, who blushed.

"But, that is different," she tried to explain, "Only dancers use the downstairs bathrooms, and there are no boys that have class today! We knew no one would come in besides you guys!"

"Whatever," Artemis waved her off. They slowly approached the door, a nervous tingle settling in the pits of their stomachs. They stood for a few moments before Bette made the first move.

The curly-haired girl reached up and knocked three times on the door. The silence was deafening, so the girls exchanged a look.

"There must be no one in there." Siera said. Bette nodded and slowly pushed the door open, giving the three girls a clear glimpse of the tan stalls.

There was more silence for a few moments, before Bette whispered, "Barbara?"

To their horror, a deep voice was what answered them. "Nope," it simply said.

Letting the door slam behind them, the girls turned away, an icy fear gripping their hearts. Siera stood in shock, her brown hair shifting over her eyes. The blondes, however, burst. Bette into tears, Artemis into laughter. The latter two immediately sprinted out of the upper studio, past the teacher, Mrs. Tunis. She fixed the girls with questioning stares, but did no more.

Not realizing they left Siera behind, Artemis and Bette ran down the stairs and into the main studio. They collapsed into the enormous pile of tuts that lay in the center of the room. Everyone rushed over to the two, asking what happened. Artemis tried to answer, but she had trouble over the pain in her chest from laughing so hard. She wasn't quite sure why she was laughing.

Siera came down minutes later, considerably calmer than her friends. All three of them looked up to see Barbara walk in from the Irish studio.

"Hey guys," she said, "What did I miss?"

A/N: So there you guys go! Hope you laughed and enjoyed my mortification!

This actually happened to me, and I was terrifed! I am still not sure why I laughed. Whatever, I have another filler idea to put in. Sorry this is so short, but I had to write this.

I love reviews! They are like a nice frozen cocoa after a tough and hard-working day of dance (I'm practically addicted to those now).

See you all next time! Same Bat time, Same Bat Channel! (See what I did there?).

-Hogwarts914