Chapter 2: The new kid

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Well guys its time for Pice's part of the story. I cant wait! Now lets get back to business!----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I woke up to hear my father and my mother arguing over some kind of vase that was broken in the midde of the night. To be honest it was probobaly my dad that broke it since he has the tendency to sleep walk every now and then. I stepped off my bed and winced slightly hearing their tone get louder so i walked over to my door and slowly closed it not really wanting them to know I was awake quite yet.

I sighed in relief as I heard them finally calming down and walked to my dresser to get my clothes putting on a pair of white shorts and a grey shirt. I guess its finally time to start the day. I smiled and opened my door and started making my way outside when I saw that there were new people moving in across the street. My eyes widened as I saw that there was a kid my age that was living with them as well. He had this.... different look to him that caught my eye that I didnt quite understand. He was a cat, all of the few friends I had were either dogs or foxes.

I saw him wave at me wiggling his fingers slightly and I just smiled seeing he was actually friendly. I was too shy to really wave back so I just walked back in my house. And almost as I walked in I heard an object thrown across the room and it was a plate that shattered beside me. My ears lowered and I immediately cowered in fear lowering my head and ducked behind one of our couches. I poked my head out to see what it was and my eyes widened to see that it was my dad.

He had this wild look in his eyes that absolutely terrified me. He was breathing hard and his fists were showing that his claws were bared. What scared me even more is when he looked dead at me and I cowered back behind the couch and I heard him say "now come on son, dont be scared of your father, give me a hug." I immediately started to tear up as I made a small sprint for the door and he grabbed my leg. I kicked him hard between the eyes to get my foot loose and he shook his head.

His crazy look went away and he seemed to be back to normal but I wasnt taking any chances. I slammed open the door and I ran as fast as I could to the woods behind our across streets neighbors house. I stayed there for about 5 minutes before my heart finally stopped pounding and I started to finally walk back. But as I was walking back I saw a small black shadow in the window of the new peoples house.

It was the kid that I saw earlier, he was doing something but I couldnt quite tell so I got closer to the window not realizing how close I got when I saw his fur turn white and he looked in my direction. I immediately ducked and went flat against the house. I didnt know what to do, so I just slowly popped my head up and he was looking dead at me. He fascinated me for some weird reason that I dont quite understand. I put my hand on the cold glass still looking at him and I was surprised as he did the same thing.

I almost tried to say something but all I got out was "h-" before I heard the blinds slam down and seperate me from him and I just cocked my head sideways slightly and sighed turning back around starting to head to my house. One thing is for sure, there is something about him that has my complete attention.

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