Chapter 3

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(Pic is Sammmi / Samantha)

 Why is there a random, naked girl in my room? Who is she? Where's Sammi? What the fuck is going on?

 
  Millions of questions ran through my head and I didn't have an answer to any of them.

  I studied the strange girl in my bed. She had white hair, just like Sammi's fur. She had brown eyes, just like Sammi. Now that I think about it, she looked like the human version of Sammi. That's weird...

But where is Sammi? She's always here when I wake up.

 “Sammi?” I called out. That's weird. Sammil always comes when I call her.

  The girl mewoed. That sounds a lot like Sammi. Okay, this is getting really strange.

  I heard the front door open and Hannah yell, “Jey! I brought food! Where are you?” Oh, shit. I forgot that Hannah had a spare key. What is she gonna think of a random, naked chick on my bed? Uh, oh. Think, Jey, THINK!

  I ran to my closet and pulled out an old shirt. I ran to the girl, almost tripping. Since the girl didn't do anything, I quickly pulled the shirt over her head. I slipped her arms through the sleeves. That at least covers her top half. 

  I heard Hannah walk around downstairs, looking for me so I ran to my drawer and picked out a pair of boxers. I helped her put them on.

  Now she's not completely naked. I swear, I didn't look at anything. I may be a guy but I'm not that kind of guy. I actually respect women unlike most of the pigs at my school.

  I hear Hannah begin to walk up the stairs so I grabbed some random pair of jeans off the floor and began to put them on the girl.

  Just in time I thought as the door opened, revealing Hannah with a McDonalds' bag. Please don't see her, please don't see her.

  “Who is this, Jeydon?” Dammit. Um, what do I do? What do I say? That's it, I'm screwed.

  “Um, hey, Hannah. What's up? This is Samantha my uh, girlfriend.” Why the fuck did I just say that? And why did I call her Samantha? Probably because she looks like Sammi...

  “Oh...I can leave if you want since you're busy...” Hannah trailed off, fumbling with her fingers, looking down at the floor. “You know what? I'll just go.”

  Hannah quickly ran out of the room and out the front door. I knew she was mad. Usually after moments like these, she would come over the next day like nothing happened. I wanted her to stay so she wouldn't feel left out or unwanted but I had much more important problems.

  I turned towards the girl with only one question running through my mind.

  “Who are you?”

  The girl only meowed. Maybe my wish came true.

  That's impossible. You're going crazy.

  Then again, I didn't have any other explanation. Sammi is gone, there is a girl who looks just like Sammi, and she meows. That only leaves my with one explanation...

  My cat turned into a human.

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