Then I went to my first class. Up to that point nobody had recognized me, but when I sat at my regular desk, every eye in the room was on me. "We hear... that they made you into a girl, just how far did they go?." "Diane." "Okay Diane, just how far did they go?" Shelly was a royal pain in the ass and always had been, so I just told her she would see later, and turned away. All day I was stared at, some kids giggled, a few of the guys shuddered when they saw me, knowing it could easily have been. “We have virtually no rules here, all we ask is that you have fun and don’t force someone into something they’re not comfortable with” Carry went to ask her something but she left so quickly she didn’t have the chance. The masked gentleman was leaning against the wall waiting for her. “Hello beautiful, no we don’t usually get to see what others look like face wise but I’m glad I got to see you, shall we?” he says taking her hand. He leads her through a hall to another room and they find a quiet. Instead of stepping outside I left the door open and went back to the mirror to take off the lines of makeup down my face. Mark followed me and shut the door behind him. ‘Are you ok? Your Dad was pretty harsh back there.’ ‘I’m fine, I’m used to it.’ ‘No one should be treated like that. I would never speak to my daughter that way.’ I turned round to look at him. ‘You have a daughter?’ ‘Yes, she’s 8. I couldn’t speak to her like that. I don’t think I could stand the panda eyes afterwards.’ He. The wait staff – the woman who owned the place and the part-time waitress – had adapted to the behavior of the clientèle. Basically, they treated each customer individually. Each customer had their order taken individually, and was given an individual bill. Parties could combine their bills when it came time to pay. It just made dealing with the general chaos of the dining area easier.Chaotic was a good way to describe the little breakfast place. It seemed as if people were always in motion..