Chapter 8: About Time!

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Bailey's POV
Swimming class, it's about time! And it's the last class, I can soon go home and rest. This school ain't that bad. Coco started rough.  "Alright class, I'm Mr Gareth which some of you may already know anyway let's get to the point. Who finds themselves an excellent swimmer?" I put my paw up.  I was great at swimming, I was the star. "What's your name?" "Bailey." "Alright show us what ya got. Do freestyle then halfway flip over for backstroke." Pfft easy. I'm going to to show these dogs and cats what I'm made of! Finished in 30 seconds. Mr Gareth dropped his clipboard, I was probably better than him, despite my weight, I'm excellent. "Oh my, you can compete for this school in the swimming competitions! It's regional by the way," what the... BWAHAHAHAHAHA everyone has to pay respect to me. My water skills are professional.

Amber's POV
I know Glitter didn't ask anymore of me. But I saw Coco walk into art class. I had to get close to her artwork and wreck it somehow. I want to make sure that Glitter see's I'm not some cat that has limits. I'll show her I'm more than a cat from the pound. I am no loyal subject to anyone's plan, I am the plan I make the plan come in place, I add more, I do more. Miss Bella blabbed on  and on. Get to the point. Partners 😈? Even better. I just have to convince Coco to be partners then I'm set.

Coco's POV
I'm so glad it's finally the last class, the school is really dramatic. It wastes my time too, hopefully tomorrow will be much more fun. Art class was my last class. Art. I walked in, I was a little late. I stood next to an Abyssinian. She started talking to me. "Hi you're Coco, right?" I nodded. "We have to pair up and paint our favorite things, want to team up with me? Oh and I'm Amber by the way!" Wooo a new friend! She seemed nice! We sat in front of an easel and I started painting grass and all those outside thingys. "Hey, I'm just going to refill the cup with water, be right back." That's fine I can wait a bit. I was about to dab my brush in brown when Amber came back and spilt all the water on my art work! I dropped my paintbrush surprise. My mouth wide open. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry coco!" I sighed. I took my smock off and hung it on the hook. Then i left the art room. No talking and no explaining. I felt bad just leaving Amber all alone. I'm talk to her tomorrow though.

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