Paws Up

Ch. 6 - Questions and Answers

I start feeling a smile of relief appearing on my face as I heard and processed the boy's words. But I'm still a bit confused. Why didn't they treat me like all people do? And why were they so nice to me? Well, even if they are planning to shame and hurt me later, now I have place to stay. And I feel very happy with that.

- Well, if she's going to stay here, maybe she should know who are we or what we do, right? - a boy suggests. Thinking about it, it's true that I still don't know who are those people or where am I.

- Ok. - Max accepts the other boy's sugestion. - So, I'm Maxwell, this is Jo, - he points to the girl with dark-purple short hair. - this is Tayga, - the blonde straight hair tied in a pony tailgirl. - Jackson, - a boy with dark and straight hair, that was almost covering his eyes. - Eddie, - thespicky brown hair boy, with some parts of it dyed red. - Pacific, - the girl with the crazy, but cute look. - and Faspiras. - the light brown hair boy. At each time Maxwell were presenting them, they would smile or wave at me, which I  shyly returned at everyone after all the presentations.

- It's cool to meet another Monster! - Eddie says making smiles of agreement show up on the others. They called me that again. What did they mean by "Monster"? I know that Lady Gaga has a song named "Monster" on "The Fame Monster" album, but I still don't understand.

- Humm, sorry? - I call them. - Humm... what is... why am I a Monster? - I ask, after trying to formulate the question the best way. They stare at me, surprised.

- Gaga's fans are called by Little Monsters. - Tayga answers.. - But sometimes we just scall ourselves Monsters.

- Or mother fuckers! - Jo adds, which make the group laugh, while it lets me a bit shocked. They look friends so if she insulted them why are they laughing? People talk like that all the time in my school, but I just don't really like that kind of words, because they reminde me what they called me beyond Anti-social. Thinking of this makes me feel sad, and I get that Tayga noticed I was feeling sad when throught the laughs, she whispers me:

- But we just called that in sort of a kidding way, nothing very serious, you know? - she assegurates me of that.

- Oh. Ok. - I answer. Something that I really want to ask them appears on my mind, in the middle of all my thoughs, and catches my atention. - And you're all, humm... Little Monsters?

- YAAASSSSS! - the crowd screams and cheers up, like a miniature of party was happening right there. That answer made me start feeling just a bit inexplicably happy. Maybe because if they are not lying, theyare all Lady Gaga's fans. All of them. And I always though I was the only one. I never though there could be someone else that thought of her like I do.
The happy croud stops and shuts up when an alarm, similar to a police one began ringing. It rang three loud times I guess. They immediately face the door in the other side of the room and run in its direction.

- WOO-HOO! - they scream excited.

- BACK TO WORK! - I heard Eddie screaming. Before entering the room, Maxwell stops and faces me. All that excitment and noise left me kinda scared and just now Irealize I'm still sitted on the couch.

- C'mon, come with us! - he invites me, waving in signal to accept his invitation and smiling. I would be lying if I said that his request to join them to whatever they are going to dodidn't let me surprised or kind of happy.

- Okay. - I say,which seduces him to give my answer a wide smile in return. Since I don't know what else to do besides remaining sitted on the confortable big couch, I think going with them was the best option. I get up and approach him, in front of the door to the next room. The door was already open, thanks to the rest of the crazy group. Me and Maxwell pass through the entrance: a little hall that went to the left side and endded in a room without door. We go through it while I look at the beautiful pictures of my favorite singer at the two walls, mesmerized.