There was another light knock at Danielle's door. No smoke came in, no hand came through the door, the smell of grease was not evident, and there was no bad rapping coming out of the person's mouth. It was going to be a good evaluation.

The door opened and then closed. Opened then closed. Opened then closed. "Just come in already," Danielle said.

In pranced this chick who seemed to be almost bouncing off of the walls. She jumped over the hole in the ground. Then jumped back. Jumped forward. Then jumped back.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Just a little excited. I can't help it." She jumped forward again.

"Take a seat."

"It's burnt."

Sure enough the chair had been burnt by Kane. She forgot about that. "Just grab one from outside."

Mickie James went outside and grabbed a chair. Then she went out and grabbed another chair. And another. And another. And -

"Stop with the chairs."

"Sorry just a little excited."

"Are you on anything?"

"Me? No! Never! Why? What have you heard?"

"Nothing it's just - "

Mickie slumped down in the chair. She looked almost like she had gone to sleep in the middle of their conversation. Slowly she popped a sugar cube into her mouth and jumped back up again. "Almost forgot to take my sugar. Can't forget that. I wouldn't be me without my sugar."

"How much sugar do you take a day?"

"Four - five - six boxes! Six whole boxes!"

"Six?"

"No, it's more like twenty nine but whose counting anyway right? I am. Do you want some?"

"No keep that away from me."

"Okay then," Mickie then proceeds to gobble up another four cubes of sugar.

"How long have you been doing that?"

"What's today?"

"Monday the - "

"Since I was four. Maybe three. I think four. It was one of those days when things seemed to be going fast but then they weren't and then I took some more and whoa, it went fast."

"That didn't make any sense."

"Do you want some?"

"Sense?"

Mickie jumped on the chair and started to laugh. "You are so silly."

"Do you think I should even try with an evaluation for you?"

"Not unless you're full of sugar or else you might not be able to keep up with me and if you can't keep up with me then we might not be able to figure out exactly why I am Mickie and why you are you and then we would have to start all over again and then I would be like, 'Hi I am Mickie' and would probably have to go get some more chairs and did I tell you I like to eat sugar?"

"I don't think I caught all of that."

Mickie took a deep breath.

"No, I was joking. Just please lay off of the sugar."

"Life without sugar? What fun would that be? I would only be able to do things at the normal speed and not at the fast speed and I would miss things that I could have caught if I was going the fast speed."

Danielle just handed her the paper. "This paper is not made of sugar so do not eat it. In fact, don't eat sugar."

"But - "

"Then at least switch to decaf!"

"Coffee? As if. I don't drink coffee because I heard it can make you really hyper and then you would walk around all day really hyper and talking really fast and people would not be able to understand what you are doing and - why are you pushing me out of here? Do I have to go? Do you know where the nearest store is because I am going to need some more sugar because this has seriously stressed me out and - " the door closed, "Can you still hear me? I need to talk to you about what we are going to do today because I am wide awake and maybe now you could be like my best friend since Trish left and..."

Danielle placed her head on the desk and shut her ears. "Why didn't I become a librarian? Why oh why!" It was all she could do to drone out Mickie until she left to go somewhere on her sugar high. Anywhere. Just not out in public.