TIFFANY'S POV
It was closing time and she headed for the parking lot with Freya and Timothy. They were cracking jokes and laughing at it.
“Oh my God, who saw what Mrs Williamsburg wore to class today?” Freya asked.
“I couldn't stop laughing. It was hilarious.” Tiffany replied.
“What did she wear?” Timothy asked, his interest piqued.
“She wore a loose fitting knee–length gown, rainbow colorhose, a weird muffler and shoes with their tips pointing to the sky. Her makeup looked like one meant for a Halloween party.” Freya described.
They all burst into laughter as students turned to look at them.
Just then, Mary pushed past them with her minions. “I never knew you were blind, bird brain.” Freya called after her.
“Shut up, Fred!” Mary hauled back.
“You know what? You are just a produ
