Dimensions (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 1: The Most Cliche Way To Find Out You're Not Normal (Samei)

The sun poured onto the purple and black bedsheets of my bed, serenading my painted orange room with the warm misty air of a typical September morning. It was such a calming and peaceful moment, you could almost hear the general morning music that plays in movies.

I sat up and yawned, my arms outstretched, as my long curly brown mass of hair cascaded down my back. I slowly opened my eyes, savoring the rare peace of this morning.

Alas, I knew all of it was way too good to be true, and waited in expectation for the little ball of energy to partake in its morning routine of tackling me out of my bed.

That's when it happened, first, I heard the sound of two pitter pattering pairs of feet scampering down the hallway, one in a hurried fashion, in hot pursuit of it's prey (AKA: Me), and the other one stumbling behind in it's comically clumsy pattern.

My eyes darted around the room, searching desperately for a good hiding spot.

Aha!

Just when the pitter pattering feet stopped at my bedroom door, ahem, sticker stained, ehem, door, I dived for my closet, shutting the doors just in time.

"Ohhh Lark.....I know where you're hiding!....." Came the purposefully eery voice of one of my adopted sisters, Lalia.

***

I was happily sitting in my class, drawing on a sticky note pad, when my best friend Naranja, decided to ruin my piece and stick her head into my home room. Her presence caught the attention of my home room teacher, Mrs.Shassidy.

"Miss Rousseau, how may I help you?" She asked.

"I was wondering if Samei was available for kidnapping, I MEAN HELPING ME OUT!!!!!..... with giving a tour of the school, she is not very good with directions, so I thought I would help her learn too.... er... I MEAN! I'M NOT VERY GOOD AT DIRECTIONS SO I WANT TO HAVE HER H-HELP ME!!" Naranja replied.

Naranja knew that she couldn't grab me from Mrs.Shassidy's class without a good reason, I thought, but she could have at least come up with an excuse before she came in...

I sighed.

When would she learn?

***

Someday...

***

When I walked out the door, an uneasy feeling washed over me. The new student just.... didn't seem right.

Peculiarly, my nose started itching when I got near him. 'Odd, that only happens when I'm around cats, maybe he's like those crazy old cat ladies, but..... a boy.'

Naranja introduced us.

"Katze, this is Lark,"

"Hi!"

"Lark, This is Katze."

"..."

"Hi again! I'm Lark! I know, I know, weird name right, my parents used to be bird watchers. By the way, are you a cat person?" I greeted.

Oddly enough, when I asked him if he was a cat person, he stiffened up.

"Um... My name, is Katze, and I despise cats." He coldly replied.

Naranja just smiled at our greetings, and kinda giggled when he said he hated cats, I cracked up in agreement to her giggle.

"PFFT!!! Ka- Ka- HAHAHA- Katze! Y- HA- Your HAHAHA name means HAHA C- Pfft- Cat i-in HAHAHAHA German!!" I finally finished, it's hard to talk through laughter, ya know?