The Cat Who Changed Us

Chapter nine

Sing lyric of the day
~i've got a pair of eyes that they're getting lost in~

~Savannah POV ~
Most of the story will probably be in her perspective.

~One month later~

"I can't help it if I make a scene
Stepping out of my hot pink limousine
I'm turning heads
And I'm stopping traffic
When I pose they scream
And when I joke they laugh
I've gotta pair of eyes they're getting lost in
They're hipnotized by the way I'm walking
I've got them dazzled like a stage magician, haha!"
I was singing and dancing in my room with Popcorn. No one has actually heard me sing because I have stage freight, but he liked it so, I was singing more and...cutting less. Except a month ago. No one knows about then, I don't think I really do either. The poor bunny. I stopped singing and looked at the time.

"Oh, its 7:38! I have to go, my bus comes at 7:44. Bye Popcorn!"

Meow.

Good enough. I walked down to the bus stop. I just stood there, a good two feet away from the others. They weren't really my friends. They aren't. This would be my first day of seventh grade. After the dollhouse issue was resolved about a month ago, school rolled around quickly. The bus came around the corner I got on first, my backpack kept hitting seats and it was aggravating. I just sat down and looked out the window. I found myself thinking about a certain orange cat, and a smile crept on my face. A real smile. A happy smile. Not that 'I'm on top of the world' smile, it was that 'you actually matter to someone' smile. I finally arrived at the junior highschool. I was handed my schedule and sent to class. My first class was to be reading. I went in and sat down in the first row. A guy sat next to me, he was kind of cubby, but in a cute way.

"Hi, I'm Chance!" He said.

"Hello, I am Savannah." We talked until the teacher came in. We didn't do ant actually work, because it was the first day. When it was over Chance talked to me again.

"What class do you have now?"

"Art," I answered.

"Really, me too! Hey, why are your eyes so big?" What?

"What...Oh! I'm sorry, was it creepy? It probably was.."

"No! I like them, they're pretty." He smirked as I blushed.

"R-really?!"

"Yes."

"I have...never been told that before."

"Well, you should have." We finally made it to art, and saw that it was decided into tables, we sat next to each other. We just talked the entire time, well kind of. We were both gifted with artist talents, I guess you could say. I never bragged, and when I was complimented I turned it to complement them. Don't get me wrong, I loved showing them to people, but I did it because they liked seeing it. Art ended and we split ways. And for the rest of the day, I couldn't stop thinking about what Chance had said.

Ugh, Finally a nice chapter!
Oh look over there, is that questions I see?

1. How do you feel about Chance?

2. What do you think the difference is between a 'On top of the world' and a 'you actually matter to someone' smile?

3. Would you like to see something Savannah has drawn?

Oh and one more thing, thank you

Jacobcreatures

For always giving the best answers ever!
Good bye my little kisses.😙