A/N: Guys/Gals/Otherwise I’m so sorry for whatever drugs idiots take I was on when I was originally writing this- it’s horrendous!!! This will be much more organized, make a lot more sense, and just in general not be the big piece of crap I was writing before. Things’ll be a lot clearer and not as random. So, enjoy the revised version of the ladies and all of their troubles~!
---Purely by Chance---
Cats and dogs have always had interesting types of relationships. Contrary to popular belief, we can get along- it just takes the right kinds of personalities to mix as well as wanting the relationship to work. Cats tend to generally be very passive, while dogs tend to want constant affection- so you can see where the issue arrives. Most of these problems however, happen with the younger cats and dogs- so at school. My school. Ikimono. Which I was currently running late for. First day too…
I kinda wanted to what they did in the animes when they were running late, but I was so late I couldn’t even make toast! I mean I may have tried that one thing from that one anime with the guys and one of them has like an entire roast… But he was probably late because he made the roast… Anyways!
“Damn it!" I whimpered running out of the house. It was gonna take me a while to adjust myself to the schedule of getting up so early... I was used to sleeping till noon, eating breakfast when it was lunch time, being lazy all day, and staying up all night on Saturdays to watch anime. I only had my ipod to keep me distracted from all the running I was doing. "You build a hearts that’s strong..." I muttered as I ran. Running doesn’t exactly make it so you can sing properly- which sucked… So I hummed the rest the best I could manage.
I ran like I had zombies at my back or something- or like I was some wonderful guy in a harem with a sea of girls chasing him- that was fun to think about and I caught myself snickering at the thought. When the school finally came into view, I let out a loud sigh of relief. My lungs were going to explode and my heart was going to burst out of my chest- but I didn’t have time to relax much as a pair of teachers were starting to close the gate. I pulled a baseball slide and pumped both of my fists in the air. “MADE IT!” I shot up while the teachers who were closing the gate gave me an extremely confused look. “…Um, sweet heart you didn’t have to get your uniform dirty- we would have waited for you.” A female teacher said to me. I finished brushing the dirt off of my butt. “…I’ll keep that in mind next time.” Regardless, that had been much more epic as well as fun- but mostly fun.
I sighed, putting my hands on my hips and looking around for a minute- the bell rang and it made me yelp and darted towards my class. Schedule, schedule… I rummaged through my bag while mindlessly running- “Walk, young lady!”- fast walking through the halls. I yanked it out with a wide smile. Got it! I unfolded it and read where my first block class was- er, that I just passed. I back-hopped, popping into the room. “Hiya!” I said, saluting the teacher with two fingers. “Hope I’m not too late- I’m not right? I’m so sorry, it’s the first day and my alarm didn’t go off and-“
"Obnoxious." I looked over. Some bratty cat girl called me obnoxious? Really? Did she really need to comment on me? I wasn’t even directing anything towards her… I have a feeling that we would not be even remotely be looking at each other. I looked at the whole class, all of their eyes on me, some snickering. Did I still have dirt on me somewhere? My face? Did my hair look nuts? I flushed with embarrassment. Okay maybe I was being slightly obnoxious... I had to admit at least that, and I usually tended to me loud, which I found funny because of my name- which could have been the reason in the first place- but if I was quiet, and wouldn't say anything. My mother always said I had no middle volume.
“U-Um… Where do I sit?” Sutter, fuck… I hated when I did that… It was a rare occasion, but it showed how embarrassed I really was- which was why it bothered me… "Where ever there’s a free space. We'll do assigned seats when I see who can sit next to each other and who can't." The teacher told me. He was a dog too! He was pretty attractive, not gonna lie… Still, I knew nothing would come from thinking that- but I could still totally think it- unf, look at that ass… His tail looks fluff as- oh right seat. Yup. Seat. His seat. Ass. Dayum. I mean- FUCK.
The room was at the west end of the building, so the windows were on the right. The room was quite dull, no posters up or encouraging things like "School is cool" (I know so retarded right?), or anything else on the walls. The floor was gray and the paint on the walls was going from white to gray. The chalk board was dark green and the desks were in a set of 5x6, making a total of 30 seats. (It's a big school, I know.)
I sat down in the only available seat; in the middle of the class in front of the cat. It wasn’t the typical “I’m totally the star of my own anime seat”- I’d shoot myself first. No thank you. I don’t want main character catastrophes. I’m perfectly contented with being a side character. I'd much rather prefer behind her- or even next to her- but not in front of her where I couldn't see what she was doing! For all I know she would do what they did in second grade and cut my hair with scissors and blame it on the other kid... Maybe I should ask to change seats with her... I guess it would be best if I didn't even talk to her... But that would be kind of rude… I mean she had only called me out on what I was clearly being… Right?
I huffed slightly as I slouched in my desk in case she tried it...
The teacher resumed roll call and under her breath I heard her hiss, "Nyah... Oh my god no…!" The cat-brat held the back of her fingers to the underside of her nose. "Mr. Takmaru! I'm sorry, but I can't bear to sit next to this obnoxious animal- and she smells!” Wait, whoa, hold up, okay wait a minute. There was no way I smelled as bad as she was making me out to be! Besides what was wrong with a little nature, huh? Her “calling me out on what I was or was being” was no longer an excuse- There was no way in hell I was going to let her trash talk me! I whipped around in my seat, arm clutching the backside of my chair before I fucking punched her. "And what exactly are you supposed to smell like? 'Cuse I could tell from a mile away you smelled like a bitchy little pansy!" I found as I got older that was very touchy and always had been. Now I just simply could control it a bit better- this was clearly not one of those times.
Her eye twitched and she looked like she was about to attack me and gouge my eyes out and wear them as hair bows or some crazy shit like that. "How dare you talk to me like that! You- you MUTT!" Apparently she was adding a rich girl tone. Stupid cats usually were too... Thought they were so much better than us because they weren’t up everyone’s asses all the time and were bitches that preferred to be left alone… "Oh, really- your highness? You’re nothing but a-" She smacked me a crossed my face so hard that my head reeled forwards and I saw stars. "I don't want to hear anything out of your rabid mouth!" She hissed, standing up with her fists clenched at either side of herself. …What the fuck I was gonna kill her. I am so sorry instinct for doubting you, I will never do it again next time you say “this one is gonna be a piece of work”…
"Ms. Nekoura!" The teacher yelled at her. "Go the office! Now! Michru-kun, please take her to the nurse’s office and tell her that when she’s feeling better to send her to the office as well!" I was still seeing a few stars and my nose hurt a bit… I gently touched at it. First day and I was already getting sent to the office within a few minutes of being here... Great. Mom and dad were gonna kill me… "Gladly! I'll do anything to be away from this mangy mutt!" She stormed out of the room, but turned back once to flip me off and stick her tongue out at me. Oh that was it! If I was going to the office, I may as well fucking go with the whole nine yards!
I rolled my shoulder so the Michiru kid would get off and ran out of the room after her. I jumped on her, knocking her to the floor since she couldn’t support both of our weight. I bit the shit out of her ear- although I would have preferred to claw her damn throat out for calling me a mutt. I’m a fucking purebred! Do you know how fucking hard it is to do that now a days! She’s… UGH so infuriating!!! She let out a high-pitched scream when I bit her, putting her arms behind her to yank at my hair and claw at my back. “OW! You- UGH!” She wiggled around until she was facing me and still yanking at my hair while my teeth messed up her ear really badly from her twisting. She put both of her fingers on my eyes and pressed, making me scream, which in turn made me let go of her ear. She used that to push me off and her and practically straddled me. In the midst of that, I kicked her, although I don't know where exactly. She let go and yelled- meaning I had probably landed on a pretty good spot.
She scratched my chest. I bit my tongue as to so I didn't let her know that it hurt. I tasted blood. Damn- I bit myself too hard. In this second I didn't hurt her back, she took advantage of this and smacked me so hard I got dizzy while the noise echoed down the hallway. I lashed out in a blind haze and bit at her, grabbing probably what were her fingers in my teeth and could do nothing more than that so hard that I couldn't tell if it was her blood or mine. I sat there biting her fingers while she screamed bloody murder while she repeatedly smacked me in an attempt to make me let go.
I felt someone pry us apart. I’m gonna assume it was some security guard or something because that’s who they usually called for things like this. I was being hold me by my stomach like a rag doll while the cat was held up by her arms while she kicked and screamed (was kinda funny actually, not gonna lie). I gave her the fakest smile I could muster, then blew her a kiss as I got carried off by the security guard. I was hauled over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes without much a fight anymore since he wasn’t the one I was angry at. She glared at me in such a way that I know the saying "If looks could kill" being the most cliché thing to apply here, but this one really could. I swear it on my pathetic life as my tail went between my legs for a moment.
---Purely by Chance---
I sighed, pulling clumps of hair out of my hair with every finger I ran through it. I had had it up, but it was down now in my attempt to fix it. You could tell just from my hair that I had been in a fight… I was wishing I had my bag so I could do this quicker and run a brush through it. “Hate you.” Came a sickeningly sweet sounding voice from the other side of the divider in the nurse’s office. “And?” I scoffed at her, fingers getting caught on a knot. “I totally adore the fuck out of you too." I rarely tried to use hate because it was too strong of a word, but I know that I soon wouldn't simply hate her- I'd loathe her. “Mutt…” I heard her grumble. “Biiittch...” I cooed back. I'm a fucking pure breed you sack of shit...
There was shuffling from her side of the room before she came out from behind the divider, fixing her knee sock. There was a security guard in the room as well to make sure we didn’t try anything again. She looked over at me with a mute expression, then gave me the same glare from earlier.
I already hated her so much... Seriously wasn’t this kind of level of hate like illegal or something? Could I be arrested for this? I saw her ear had a bandage on it and blood was seeping through. “Oh... What happened to your ear? Is it okay?” I take what I said earlier about her glare back- this was the killer glare. I got up. “Awww.... Want me to kiss it better?” I cooed, holding back a laugh. The security guard kept an eye on us, tensing and ready to move.
She looked away from me. I stopped laughing. She was slightly red. “…I don't have to put up with this.” She got up and brushed off her skirt as she started to walk out. I got up as well to followed, but not so close behind. "I wouldn't leave this room if I were you.” She said, turning around so quickly and suddenly that our noses were almost touching. I suppressed a yelp and jumped back. "A-And why not?" Fuuuuuuuuck… She rolled her eyes and turned away again. “Try looking at the back of your uniform- or rather make sure your bra hasn’t been torn to shreds along with it, sweetheart- not like there’s much tit to hold up.” She said dully and left. "Shit!" I yelped and ran for cover under the blankets. …And did that stupid fucking pussy insult my damn boobs!? Ohhhh my fucking gooood… I was really gonna hurt her… My tits were perfectly fine! They were C’s you whore! I’m a C-sized purebred you stupid fucking- what did she expect them to be- cow tits?! Ugh… I groaned and remained under the covers. Did I even bring a jacket? No…
There was a clicking of shoes as she came back in with another security guard who left her in the first one’s care. I heard her walk over to the cot, but didn’t move. I didn't feel like fighting... Not right now anyways. I'd get her later... Right now I was too tired and embarrassed… I felt the end of the cot tip as she sat down on it. I felt a slight tug on the blankets. “No.” I quipped back at her. “…I brought you my cardigan, so stop complaining.” …That was… Oddly nice…? “…And feel free to keep it- I won’t want it back after you get all of your nasty all over it.” Aaaaand there it was again. I peeked out from behind the covers and sighed, sitting up and taking the cardigan from her with a grumble of gratitude.
During my putting on of the top over my uniform, she had somehow managed to get closer without me noticing. I had my arm through the other sleeve before I looked up and practically yelped. She just looked at me numbly and blinked, leaning a bit closer. Our noses were almost touching… She looked like she was about to kiss me or something... W-Which was fucking ridiculous considering- if she did I’d probably kill her for being so psychopathically bipolar.
“If...” She mumbled to me, looking down at my lips. I didn’t even hear what she had said… Don’t. Don’t you dare you crazy cunt. No. No. I’ll cry. I swear I’ll fucking cry. I’ll do it. I’ll cry. Then probably kiss you back and call you out on your crazy because she seriously smells like pansies and has these pretty pink lips and… I’ll cry. And move to another country or something. No. Bad cat. Down. Where’s the spray bottle? “…H-Huh?" I could barely hear her before, but the tone she gave me for the next sentence had my tail shaking it had been so cold. "If you ever kick me in the chest again, I'll claw our face off. Bite my ear that hard again, Oh trust me. You'll live to see tomorrow- but you'll wish you hadn't."
…Seriously this trick is scary as fuck like… How can you go from “This is my fuck face now touch me” to “I will fucking eat you like tuna out of a can” that quickly? Like… HOW?! "…Now." She moved her face so that her mouth was near a cut on my cheek. She licked it. I froze and turned a deep shade of red. She looked at my face and laughed at me like I was a kid who didn’t understand the adult joke as well some of it sounding forced. "Don't take that the wrong way. It's a cat’s way of apologizing- nothing more. Got it?" I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out but a squeak that would put a mouse to shame, so I just nodded. I could feel the blood pooling in my face. Was our blood really this hot? I mean it’s totally justified- it's not like you just go up to someone and lick them every day! …Well, in dog society anyway... But we do have other little quirks that could be weird to other animals… She licked my face again. "Do you accept my apology?" She licked another cut I had on my face. "If I say yes will you stop...?" I managed to ask. She licked my face again. "No- your face is too much fun to watch for one." Great…
“And if I say no?” She was practically radiating pheromones or some shit like it this natural to feel like your gonna pass out- I felt like my brain was coming out of my nose… "Then I'll just blackmail you until you do or worse." She stuck her tongue out again as she went to go lick my face again- then busted out laughing and got off to snag a few tissues. “Nice.” She said wiping my bloody nose. Welp. Found my brain. Was in that tissue in liquid form. “S-Shut up…” She kept wiping my nose, gently tipping my head down. “…I could start blackmailing you with this if you’d like. Getting a bloody nose over an apology… You really are an animal, aren’t you?” Great. Fucking wonderful. Real nice. Bloody nose over fucking what? An apology? Seriously I’d hate myself if she told other people about that… And blackmail me with other things to do what? …I’m not risking this. Cats were really cunning and could be manipulative when they wanted to be, so if she really wanted to she could get so much dirt on me… “Fine. I’ll forgive you- now stop it already…” I said in a nasally tone considering my nose was buried in a tissue and livestreaming my brain, liquid version.
She smiled a sincere smile, removing the tissues, although I didn't trust it. She inspected my nose and nodded. “There- much better.” She said, keeping that same smile on her face. She made it out like she was getting up, but licked my neck and then pranced out of the room. My face was probably so red it couldn't even possibly be red any more. It was probably like the eighth color of the rainbow or something... I got up went into the bathroom in the nurses office to splash water on my face. I dried it and noticed something about my neck- there wasn’t a cut there…
M-Maybe she was just really sorry... Yeah! That's it. But then why…? I shook my head so a hard I got a brief headache. An apology! Nothing more! …Right…?
---Purely by Chance---
We were told to wait in the office or in the nurse’s office depending on our physical standing until school was over- basically when our parents could come get us and ream us out… I had kind of a dilemma as to where I wanted to wait… Do I stay here where anyone walking by can notice I’m all beaten up? Or in the office where they clearly know I’m in for some shit? It was like a bad kid parade where they let everyone know how much shit you were in by sitting us in front of these huge ass windows that let you see into the entirety of the office minus the rooms in the back. It was so embarrassing… So I choose the nurses office until the end of the day.
To my surprise, they had us wait in the back, not in the public display case of shame. In spite of all the tension and extra chairs, she sat next to me. A secretary poked her head in. "I need to run this down to another teacher’s room. Stay right here, got it?" We both nodded, me in a nervous manner that had me clutching my shirt, the cat in a more or less “I give no fuck where you’re going” manner. This however, left us alone. “…I have an idea to get us both from getting in trouble, but you have to play along. After we're done acting, you don't ever have to be around me again, okay?” She said although she were speaking to the wall. “Umm... Okay...?” Fine by me!
She started getting close to me- a little too close... Like in the nurse’s office radiating sex pheromones or some shit again like damn… I heard the door open. "Play!" She hissed quickly and pushed her lips onto mine. Wait- WOAH! Hooooly fuck… Ohhhh shit… Ohhh damn… Fuuuck oh shit no, noooohooohohohono…. Oh god… God why was this attractive? Was that like a bit of tongue just now? Shit oh hell fuck I’m a damn river right now…
“Tereya!” My guess was that that door opening just then, contained her parents. “Urusai!” …And sadly mine. I hope nii-san wasn't with them- He would never let me live it down. He’d make sure I choked on it first, regurgitate it like a bird and try to get me to eat it all over again… She pulled away with shocked eyes like she didn’t know they were coming when they had. I was probably so red it looked like I got tomato colored make up and let a little kid put it on me. Her face was bright red as well. Wait, didn't she just tell me to act- or play or whatever she just said to do before jumping me? Was this acting, or actual embarrassment? Either way, she was blushing and I've never meet or seen an actor who could make themselves red… But if you think about it, even if you were playing, if your parents were to walk in on you kissing some person- yet alone of the same sex and they didn’t know you liked the same sex- wouldn't you blush too? So that rules out acting embarrassed- meaning she really was embarrassed... But then why kiss me if she was just going to get all red? What the hell was going through this psychopathic girl’s head?
"Mom, Dad- Let me explain. This is why we got sent here in the first place." Wait- the fuck did she just say? Now I was really lost. My parents looked at me and I looked around for help from the walls and just numbly looked back and them with a slight shrug. I was in for so much shit of my god… Wait- could she blackmail me with this? Twist me up so bad that…? Oh fuck shit no hell I’m gonna cry… Worst first day of Junior year ever… I miss my old school worse now…
“May I explain, daddy?" Her dad gave her a skeptical look, but nodded none the less. "Well.... How exactly do I put this… We like each other." WHAT?!?!??!!?!!!?!?!? Oh HELL TO THE MOTHERFUCKIN NO I DO FUCKING NOT! “May I ask a few questions?” My mother asked. I had no idea what I was getting myself into... Say no to drugs kids- and this chick releases them out of pores like a fucking meth lab.
I should have just let her go to the office like she intended... I shouldn't have jumped on her... She's the craziest bitch I've ever met… And I also have a few questions when we're alone- But, now I kinda don't wanna be alone with her if she’s gonna do stuff like that... Seriously what do girls like this think? What’s going through the head of a girl like this?
“Well, we’re in here because we got into a fight- that parts true- but it was a huge misunderstanding that just escalated! I said that she smelled and she misinterpreted it as something negative because of a comment I had made earlier when she came in.” She rambled, clearly getting- or pretending to be- flustered. “But you see in reality she actually smelled- and I know this is odd coming out of a cat’s mouth about an dog as well as your daughter at that- but….“ She nibbled at her bottom lip, eyes scanning the floor for invisible words to help her out. “She smelled… Really good… Kind of like... I-I’m sorry…” She looked at my parents with wide eyes to see their response, then at her own. My father was obviously in shock, but my mother was interested. Oddly, he parents seemed very passive on the entire thing- kind of tired even... Like she’s done it before or something.
“Well we kind of had what I’m assuming was another misunderstanding, but when we were in the nurse’s office- and, oh! Um… I’d like to verify this first, but isn’t it true that if a dog bites you, especially on the ear, you usually like them? Playful or not, correct?” …Oh, no! Fuck me shit no. I did bite her ear… And the wound was still fresh proof. But I didn’t mean to say I like her! We were just in a fight, so I obviously was just trying to hurt her! “Yes, that’s… true…” My mother replied hesitantly, looking at her ear then at me with a “you know better” expression. “I thought so, and, well… she clearly did bite my ear…” She said, gently pressing her fingers to her wounded ear. “And she kneed me in my chest… But she did tell me later that she was sorry…” No I didn’t. “…And I told her that too… and…uh…Father… Can you…? Um…”
“Uh… Leave?” He finished for her. She nodded nervously. Seriously this girl was thinking social etiquette while I was practically pissing my pants all day in fear over this? Seriously!? “Y-yes… please? What I have to say is…” He held a hand up to her. “It’s alright. I understand.” He walked out of the room. I stared at my dad- with my big puppy eyes of course. If she wanted her dad to leave, like hell mine was staying. But he is a hell of a stubborn man, so this would probably be a bit hard... “Um, honey?” My mother is awesome though. I can tell her anything and she’ll listen- but it’s not like she won’t have anything to say afterwards. That’s the only down part. All the time. Every time. Shit. This is so one of those times. “No, I would like to hear what she has to say.” He said, narrowing his eyes and crossing his arms. “It’s alright- I’ll tell you what happened word for word, okay? And I’ll…”
“MOM!” I hollered at her, shooting up. No. No sexy parent talk. No, That shit was weird. No. NEVER. Nd she was doing it in front of total strangers! God I understand they love one another but holy fuck no. “What? I didn‘t say anything!” I sat down and sighed. My dad sighed too. “Fine, but you better not leave anything out when you tell me.” She nodded. “Of course not- now shoo.” He left the room, leaving us with just our mothers.
I could tell I was up for embarrassment- the level was still up for debate and I prayed it would be a low one. “Well… like I said, we apologized and… I… Apologized… The cat way…” Her mother’s eyes widened and she put her hand over her mouth. “Only to show how sorry I was! Promise!” My mother looked over at her mother, confused. “What’s the “cat” way?” My mom asked. “When we lick someone, It usually can mean an apology, or say that you want… But for the apology, you have to lick the wound. If you lick somewhere else, it means that you want other things…“ I looked away towards the wall. She had licked my neck, and there was no cut there… Did that mean she wanted…? My face went red at the thought of a girl wanting something like that from me. I really hoped that our moms didn’t notice or simply took it for my embarrassment at the topic in general.
I felt the cat girl’s fingers on my knee. “You don’t have to let us be around each other if you feel that this’ll continue to happen… I’m sorry…” She glanced at the floor, then looked back up at them. “Wait,” My mom said. “How did that initiate the kissing we walked in on?” The cat’s mom nodded a well. “Uh…” She seemed stumped this time.
“Well,” I cut in. Alright spontaneous lying, don’t let me down. “Um… You see… I kinda uh… I was apologizing, and she was too, again, in here, and I said that she was pretty and was sorry for making her not- but not in that context! And she said that I uh…” Okay, first off, total stutter. I was so embarrassed... and second off, I didn’t want to compliment myself. I don’t like vain people and besides, I kinda had low self-esteem anyways... Even if I made it out like I didn't care what people thought of me. “I said that she had wonderful blue eyes that were highlighted by her chocolate brown hair.” She cut in. I turned to her, with a slight gape in my mouth and a persisting flush. She had to be lying. No way. She was a fluent, poetic liar. “And no, like I said before, I’m not lying.” She said with the smile on her face showing through to her voice. I felt my flush heat up even more while she smiled at me. Her smile was… cute… Wait- no, nohohohohnoooooo. No. Bad. No. She was bat shit crazy! Never…! …Okay crazy could be attractive, but that didn’t make it any less crazy. “And what exactly did you say about her, Urusai?” my mom asked.
“Oh, um… I said that… she… uh…" Really bad blank and stutter... I quickly looked over at her for ideas about what to say, and it just came naturally. Like picking the rabbit over the rabies, foaming squirrel. (Not the greatest comparison I know...) "I said that... that she had a really pretty smile when she showed it, and that, her-her ears were cute and that I was really sorry for probably ruining one of them…” I could tell I was blushing. But, now that I thought about it, they were… Her ears were cute, so I could have done it subconsciously because they were pretty and you want to break pretty things on someone you don’t like… and I was literally just thinking about how cute her smile was and… I guess if I wanted to, could complement other things… and her smell... She smelled like... I looked over to her and- Whoa! I’ve never seen anything so red! Did I get this red? No my skin tone wasn’t as fair as hers, so it stood out more… She was staring at her skirt. “C-Can I stop now?” I asked, embarrassed as well. If they could see through our ruse, at least they could say they got a good laugh out of it or were teaching us a lesson or something…
She looked up at me through big, pretty lashes and batted her eyes. I had everything I could do to not see what it felt like to kiss her again without freaking out… I looked over to both of our moms, waiting for them to reply to my previous question. “…I guess.” My mom said, musing on it like she had actually debated making me spout more. “Oh, and uh, mom… you’re not gonna tell dad everything, are you…?”
She laughed and shook her head. I let out a sigh of relief. “At least you didn’t break her Garasu no Nekkuresu- that would have been a problem.” The cat’s mom said. I nodded fervently. Each animal had a specific type of mating thing that you were taught about it in mating class. The basics were mentioned in elementary school, more detailed in middle school, and the entire nine yards including sex in high school. I’d taken it last year, so I knew all about that damn thing. Their necklaces were about the size of a half-dollar and shaped like a heart. They were usually glass- a type of metaphor for the real heart. The glass was also clear, another analogy representing its translucency yet it has depth and endlessness.
“I’m going to wear it tomorrow.” The cat said, turning to me. “Don’t break it. It… It means more than a broken necklace…” I nodded. “I know.” I could practically see her hold back the insult that had tried bubbling to her lips. Probably something like “oh yeah, bet that’s the only class you paid attention to” or something… “I won’t- besides, they’re thick glass, right?” Thickness to represent that the heart was durable in spite of its fragility. She nodded. “But they’re still glass- so don’t get any weird ideas.” She said with narrow eyes. I shook my head. “I won’t.”
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That night I couldn't sleep… I… I had a lot on my mind as well as some anxiety to work off. I wonder… If she really meant those compliments like I did…