Kitty

5

TW: Sexually Explicit Scene

Nobody's perfect. So what if I get a little queasy around blood. At least I don't run around like an idiot when I see a cat.

I open my eyes to see a very manly looking woman attending to my scraped-up knee. To her left, Jay hovering over my poor knee, looking worried and upset. Ugh, why is he worried? I'm the one who tripped him. My scraped up knee is just some Karma that came along with it.

I try to sit up and ask for water, but the nurse very effectively pushes me back down, making it clear that I shouldn't sit up while she's fixing my knee. I oblige, staring at the ceiling until she's done. When I sit up, I croak "Water" and the nurse tells me there's a water fountain outside the nurse's office.

I scooch over to the edge of the cot thing I'm sitting on and hop off, prepared for the pain. Then I realize it's just a skinned-up knee and it's not gonna hurt much. I hobble off to the water fountain, thanking the nurse with a thumbs up, since my throat is dry. I get a nice long drink, trying not to think of all the germs at the water fountain, then go on my merry way back to Gym class, wiping my mouth on my shirt.

Jay follows closely behind me, acting like a lost puppy. I think he feels bad about dragging me down with him when I tripped him. Good.

As Jay and I get closer to the Gym, I'm thinking about where to go tonight on my midnight prowl, when I hear "-rry."

I turn around and look at Jay. "Huh? What'd you say?"

"I'm sorry," he says, looking very remorseful. I shift uncomfortably, now feeling bad about tripping him. Not bad enough though.

"Ok. I accept your apology." I keep walking and make it to the Gym. Everyone's gone and I sigh frustratingly. I turn back around, avoiding eye contact from Jay, and make my way to the locker rooms.

As I stroll in, I realize that's where everyone is. I quickly snatch my clothes and get changed in a stall, then zip out and start heading to my sixth hour class.

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I'M FREE! And I only have homework in two subjects. I happily skip to my bike bush, then realize I shouldn't skip with my knee being all skinned-up, and speed walk. Oh my gosh, biking home is gonna hurt so much. I decide not to, and just walk my bike home.

When I make it home, I toss my backpack by the stairs and head to the kitchen. There, I grab an apple and head outside, crunching into it. I walk around the neighborhood, stepping on leaves and eating the apple. After my small stroll, I head inside and get started on homework. It takes me about an hour, which isn't that much compared to the usual time.

I organize my desk and put everything back in my backpack so it'll be prepared for tomorrow. I get up from my desk and stretch, yawning. I'm gonna stretch my legs as a cat for a little while. I head out our sliding glass doors and look around before shifting into the very attractive cat I am.

I climb our wooden fence and scan the area. No Jay in sight. Perfect. I hop off the fence and mosey around, scratching the trees that make up my territory. Just to entertain myself, I check in on the neighbor's cat, which riles him up and he scratches madly on the window. I snicker at him and watch until he gets dragged away from the window by his owners. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a dragonfly. In fall? This is too good to be true! I chase it, it zig-zagging every which way, me zig-zagging after it. I finally catch it, holding it in my mouth triumphantly.

Look, Jay, look! I caught a dragonfly! Before I can get a hold of myself, my cat instincts trot over to Jay and drop my prize at his feet. NOOO WHAT HAVE I DONEEE??? I pretty much just told him I think of him as family. Damn my stupid cat self. And why does this little shit keep popping up out of nowhere?

"KITTY!!! You really think of me like that? Aw Kitty, me too." I ignore him and strut away, trying to put that embarrassing moment behind me.

Jay finds me later at the park, napping loaf-style on a bench. Well, I was napping til I heard his footsteps, then I only pretended to nap. He sits down beside me, trying to be careful and quiet. I ignore him until he starts petting me. Then I do something I've never done before.

I start purring. What in God's tarnation am I doing with a blockhead that I hate. I jump up, breaking away from Jay's touch, even though that felt simply amazing, and run towards home. I shift and throw open the door, slamming it behind me, before I run up to my room. I storm in, shutting the door behind me, and lean against it.

My chest heaving, I look across the room, only to see myself in the mirror I hung there. Why am I blushing. No. No no no no no. This is not happening. Not right now, not ever. Jay is the most straight guy I've met. I take that back, actually. But still. He'd never like me. NO, NO, NO, DON'T IMAGINE US KISSING!?!

I slump to the ground, defeated, hoping my hard-on will go away. And that's when my parents call me down for dinner.

"ONE SECOND MOM, I'M GONNA TAKE A QUICK SHOWER, START EATING WITHOUT ME," I yell, hopping out of my clothes on the way to the shower. The blast of cold water that hits me helps cool my flustered skin, but it doesn't help the current problem at hand. I lean my hand against the shower to support myself as I take care of my stupid boner. After I've made sure no traces of evidence are left behind, I change into a pair of shorts and an autumn colored sweater.

I stumble downstairs and into the kitchen, sitting down at my seat. I help myself to the salad in front of me and also spoon some spaghetti onto my plate, trying to listen to what my parents are talking about. I also pretended that I didn't just have an erection from a dude petting me.

"-hy would Betsy try to ruin my life so much," my mother says, spinning pasta around her fork. "Like, she could totally have done that paper herself. She's trying to make my life a living hell."

"Listen babe, we'll work hard and get enough money so we can go live in Alaska, where Betsy won't bother you, ok?" My dad is so thoughtful.

I sigh, sticking a piece of lettuce in my mouth.

"Oh my gosh, darling," my mother says excitedly to my dad, then turns to stare at me.

"What," my dad says, looking over at me too.

"Did you hear that sigh? Our baby is in love! That explains the door slamming earlier, too!"

"WHAT? NO I'M NOT!" I say, too loudly, I realize.

"AHA I knew it! Oh, now we must celebrate! I'll make a cake, honey, you get the balloons out," my mother says, standing up.

I groan and take my plate and water glass upstairs. I eat at my desk, glowering from hearing the "Celebration" song downstairs. After eating and drinking my water, I flop onto my beanbag, shifting into a cat. I fall asleep til around 2 am, then I get up and shift back into a human.

I grab my dishes and slink downstairs to put them in the dishwasher. Then I grab a piece of chocolate cake that's sitting out on a saucer for me and head outside. I lock the front door behind me and head to the park. When I get there, I sit on a certain bench, (I didn't notice it was the same one from earlier, I swear) and eat my cake. The fall breeze sifts through my carrot colored hair, and I shiver a little, mainly due to my bare feet and legs.

When I finish my cake, I lean back and let my head rest on the back of the bench. Looking up at the sky, I admire all the stars spread out above me. I fall asleep counting them.