to be with you.

chapter three

     The next day was pretty rough. I couldn't pay attention in school and earned myself a 30% on my algebra test.
     My last class of the day was chorus, but our teacher paid no attention to us whatsoever. We were left to sit there for over an hour doing absolutely nothing when we could've just left in a few minutes. I guess that's how it goes, though. Online days are tough.
     When class was over, I was supposed to meet up with my boyfriend, Xavier. He picked me up and we went into town for a walk, and we ended up in a dark alley.
     "Look!" I exclaimed. "A cat!" I picked up the dark brown tabby. It was tiny, probably a kitten. He had blue eyes, and he seemed petrified of us.
     Xavier facepalmed. "Ellie... You have enough cats."
     I gave my boyfriend a stern look and cuddled the little thing. Out of all people, Xavier should know I can not leave a tiny kitten out on the pavement like this! I walked out of the alley and held the kitten tight in my arms while Xavier sulked back to the car.
I hopped in my seat with the cat in my lap. At this point I was just worried about getting to a pet shelter. "There's one down the road." I said.
Xavier pulled into the driveway of the Highland Shelter, and I immediately walked in. "Hi," I said. "I found this kitten in the alleyway."
The vet got up from her seat and took the kitten from me. "Thank you, ma'am. We'll take good care of," she checked the, um, genitals. "her. Are you looking to foster or adopt her?"
"Oh, no." I smiled. "I have a lot of pets at home, I just didn't want her to be strayed in the alley."
The vet nodded, and so I left the shelter. I sat back in the car and smiled to Xavier as he drove me back home. When he drove away, I sighed and sat on the couch next to my parents.
"We found a cat." I smiled. "She's in the shelter now."
My mom gasped. "Why didn't you bring her home?" She shook me by my shoulders.
"We have enough animals." My dad chuckled.
     If you were to compare my dad to Xavier, there's no difference. They're both worried over the top for my safety right now, and that reminds me: Let's get back to the point of what's next on my schedule.
I had to pick up dinner for the night, and I'll be passing the most suspicious place in my town: The Kingsland Lionstown. It's basically where crazy drug addicts roam, and most of them have blue eyes. They'll do anything to find other blue eyes. Honestly, I'm staring to think they're disguised government officials.
As soon as the clock hit 6 PM I was already walking down to the restaurant where I saw the precious view of druggies making uncomfortable eye contact with passerbys. I'm always the lucky one, aren't I?

Saturday, October 24, 2020

Today was the day I took the PSAT. I sat down in my chair and waited for a queue to begin. Man, it felt like days had passed before I was able to finally finish and set my paper on the teacher's desk. I grabbed my stuff and left as if it were the apocalypse, but then something grabbed my arm.
"Ellie." A mans voice said, and I turned around to see Mr. Pego. "Come with me."
     I felt as if my body just shut down. He led me back to my desk, and there was a little brown speck on my desk. Shit. I realized. My contact fell out, but I was in such a damn rush to get home I risked my life.
     "I-uh-" I stammered in fear. Mr. Pego didn't say a word and took me to the back room where the officers of the school were. Should I just say I have heterochromia? No, that's stupid. My contact was in plain sight!
     He pushed me into the room and I was tackled to the ground by a bunch of cops. I never thought today would be the day I die.
     Or the last time I'd see my family.