As soon as I woke up I got out of bed and went to check on the cat, I picked it up gently, mainly to see whether it was still alive and because I figured that it would be hungry, it woke up and looked at me bleary eyed, I smiled and stroked it gently. I give it the left over ham from last night. Then looked at my alarm clock it was 5.30 in the morning if I was quick I'd be able to snick out the house before Mum got Tony up for school, plus I could say I found the cat on my way to the village, so that's my alibi . I put the cat back in the cardboard box, and grabbed a clean towel from the cupboard and walked into the bathroom, I decided to just wash my hair I mean it was quicker and It wasn't as if I was dirty even if I had fallen over last night, my thoughts strayed to the boy I had met 'who was he?' I sighed as I finished washing my hair and grabbed my towel and dried my hair. I couldn't be bothered with the hairdryer today so I just put it up in a ponytail to dry naturally, and walked quietly back into my room, I walked over to my wardrobe and decided to just wear jeans and a red top with a black shadow of an owl on it I gently picked up the cat then went to walk out the door, then sighed and walked back in again to pick up my phone from where I'd left it last night. I snuck down stairs just as Mum was getting up; ha timing, I giggled to myself as I rushed out the door.
Luckily for me and the cat, school had broken up early, so I didn't have to skip school to take the cat to the vets. The trip to the vets went quite well the cat was fine perfectly healthy, she (I found out it was a girl by the way) was about 6 weeks old, while she was getting injected with the usual stuff to stop her getting diseases, I went to the supermarket and brought some kitten food, and the special milk they have to drink. As I was queuing up a weird man walked into the shop, 'That's the weirdo from last night' I thought as I paid for my stuff, I looked him up and down he had on a black coat and well-worn trousers he was also wearing a weird necklace it looked as if something was missing from the middle, I thanked the lady and started to walk for the door, I was remerging in my bag trying to find my phone, when I bumped into somebody.
"Oh sorry" I gasped stepping back and come face to face with the weirdo.
"It's ok, just watch where you're going" he said gruffly
"Hey up,"
I groaned
"Lizzie's got a new boyfriend!"
I turned to look at the tall brown haired boy who at that moment of time was laughing with his friends.
"Grow up Harry!" I snapped.
"Oh... hit a nerve Liz? Bit too old for you isn't he? You must be desperate" he laughed.
I sighed and turned round and mumbled an embarrassed sorry to the man and started to walk away. As I was about half way to the door I suddenly heard a yelp behind me, I turned round to see that the man had Harry by the scruff of the neck and was shaking him, speaking to him quietly whatever he was saying Harry was beginning to pale slightly.
"Do you know who I am" he shouted "My father is Lord McAshton and..."
"Oh I know who your father is!" The man interrupted, "I also know how unimpressed he'd be that his own son was a spoilt brat that harassed over people! Now I recommend that you watch your mouth when you're around people or you might find yourself finding a new home sooner then you expected"
I couldn't help but smile as I turned and made my way out the shop, maybe he's not as bad a weirdo as I thought.
"Hi Liz, where have you been?" Mum asked as I walked through the door.
"Just into town" I said "Hey mum you wouldn't believe what I found on my way into town!" I exclaimed putting the cat basket on the floor, and started taking off my trainers off at the door. Mum walked through the kitchen door and leaned on the door post.
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Cats and oranges!
RomanceI wrote the story back when I was 15 years old and like most kids that age I was a moody and hormonal teenager this to me, now at 24 years old is bad writing, but I'm gonna leave it up because I love looking through and seeing the comments that you...