How toast came to be

"So…" The neatly groomed yet highly annoyed man said. He was not quit old but certainly not young. This much she could get from his graying dark black hair. He was showing his impatience by tapping his pencil on his very organized desk. He was also wearing the stupidest glasses she had ever seen.

She was a girl about 13, medium built with blond hair pulled back in to a ponytail. Her shirt reading "Make the stupid people shut up!" By the look on her face you could tell she was not happy to be here. She was in one of those chairs where no matter what position you are uncomfortable. She was slowly surveying the man trying to decided the best approach.

Her mother had sent her to "Dr. Bob" that is what she is calling him, after they had another one of there "fights". To her the fight wasn’t anything different the normal schedule. To her mother it was the last straw. Her daughters arrogance, stubbornness, and sense of dry humor, needed to stop. Unfortiuatly those are three qualities her daughter highly valued. Of corse that is the reason she now sat in this highly uncomfortable chair about to kill this guy for tapping his pencil. This was a living hell, or maybe…

"Okay so lets get 2 know each other better. Name 1 quality you like about yourself."

*He is makin this soooo easy* she thought to her self

"I value my angest." She stated rather smugley

He looked slightley taken about from this but recovered quickley.

" Lets work on reliesing some of that anger, shall we?" He asked he was secretley hoping he could get this done and go home early.

* Oh no, your not getting out that easy* she smiled as a thought crossed her mind

"No, we shall not" stated the girl.

"And why may I ask" Asked the man questionably

"Of corse you may ask. The reason being is the last time I tried to release my anger earl showed up." A slight smile came to her face.

"Earl?" he asked confused

"Yes Earl, I had so much anger that when I reliesed it took form. So u c I just had to name it." this is to easy she thought

He just stared.

                     Therapists point of view.

* Okay, well what do I say 2 that? Maybe I can findout something about her from a nickname.*

"Do u have a nickname" he asked.

"Toast" She said and then she smiled