Portation

Chapter 1

Haha yes!! Schools finally over for the term and I get two weeks off of school and it feels great.

It was a hard term and I'm sure that I'm failing everything but I don't need to think about that for the next two weeks.

I leave the school premises and begin my walk back home. Let's hope it's one of those weekends that actually feel longer than they are. As I get to the corner leading to my house I spot a cute little girl standing on the opposite corner wearing a strange getup. I didn't think much about it so I kept on walking down to my house. I took a quick glance behind me back at the girl and saw that she was staring straight into my eyes. I froze for a bit then kept walking.

When I walk past my front gate I take a quick look down the street to make sure no one is following me, I like to take precautions, then move the flowerpot and get the house key. I unlock the door, go inside, re-lock the door and go to my room, chuck my bag on my desk and go and lie in bed. After about a half an hour I wake up and walk up the stairs I hear a "thonk" that sounds when a cupboard closes. I immediately think holy crap! A burglar!! Mum shouldn't be home yet. I grab my phone out of my pocket and start to dial 911 when I hear something I couldn't believe. "Meowy, I'm going to make Otey a little hello cake. Yay!" says a voice that I have never heard before in my life. But the strangest thing about it is that it sounded like it belonged to a little girl. I sprint out to the kitchen and yell "Who the Hell Are You!?!" The girl shrieks and hides under the bench. I'm furious with anger now knowing that the little girl on the corner was following me. I tip-toe over toward the bench, being sure not to make a sound as I approach.

When I get to the corner of the bench I jump out and grab her. She shrieks and tries to make me lose grip but it doesn't work. "Who Are You?" I yell at her, "Why Are You Here?" I shout. I stop and start staring at her. She's curls up into a ball and starts sobbing. I don't fall for it. "Who are you?" I ask, trying not to sound angry. She looks up from her teary face. "M-My name is J-James". I then ask "how do you know my name?" she then answers me with "you're my O-, um, I live here." I start to laugh "who do you think I am, are you stupid? Get out of my house now before I call the cops." "No, don't do that. I'm serious, I live here. You even feed me every morning!" "Huh" I just stare at her. "You do, don't you remember, you feed me Cappy's biscuits." What? Cappy's biscuits are a type of cat food. Why would this girl eat this stuff? Ugh, god I'm around a bunch of weirdos. !!!! Hang on, her name is James? Isn't that a guys name? And she eats cat food? I try to sort this out with one joking question. "Are you some kind of cat?" her head pops back up out of her knees and she has a huge smile on her face "So you remember me now Otey? It's me, James the cat" I just start laughing as hard as I could "pfft ha ha haaa, do you expect me to believe that crap, haha, prove it then, prove to me that you are a cat?"

"Ok" she replies. The wet-faced little girl grabs her collar and twists the bell. Her body starts to shrink. (even though she was already really tiny) then she holds her hand in front of my face. I stare at them as her fingers start contracting into her palms and she keeps shrinking till she is about the size of my shin. I stare in disbelief as fur starts growing all over her and 'poof' there, right in front of my eyes, a girl that looks younger than my sister, turned into a cat that is rubbing against my leg. I stare in disbelief as my head feels lighter and I pass out.