Who Was Pink Futuristic Girl

I saw her from a distance and wondered if she was real. Of course I am! Pink futuristic girl said, come over and feel. Her hair looked like pop beads, there were stars in her hair. Amazed and amused by her appearance, I decided to stare. I do not bite she told me. I am not a deplorable Bite-A-Gram. Then she called me something horrible, it sounded like Madame. I wondered who had given her this look with rainbow eyes. Was it perhaps my teacher, wearing a unique disguise? I decided to return to school, hooky no longer on my plate. Better hurry! Pink girl said. “You don’t want to be so late.” Now I knew it was Mrs. McLadden, playing a trick on me. I ran as fast as I could go, only late now by minutes three.