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 Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 2:16 pm
As I dived out of the window I hoped the cat would too, I changed back into human form again, just before hitting the ground. When we were both outside i shut the window and stoked the cat's fur again.
"So what's your name sweetheart?" I alway's had a soft spot for cats, particularly Lynx's and hated how my brother veiw them. "You'd hate my brother, if he wasn't your chew toy before then," I giggled and scratched behind his ear.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 2:22 pm
Forgetting his predicament for a moment, Gene tried to speak and could only mew. He thought to change back, but any such action was postponed by the scratching behind his ear. Gene purred, his tail swishing in contentment. He might have stayed that way for a while, but the girl's words were confusing him. He stepped away from her, giving himself room to shift into his human form. He still felt nervous, but he had already dived out of the window after a squirrel that was a girl. He may as well go for broke. "My name is Gene. I do not understand; why would I hate or chew your brother?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 2:50 pm
I smiled, feeling very emmbarassed that I was 'petting' a boy, and that I had not relised. "Oh, he's a bird," I smiled, nothing to lose on my part, and it's not like my brother would find out after all. "He likes to fly," I look around, "And he's really girlly, he likes dancing and everything," I laughed a bit and hugged Gene. "My name is Michella,"
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 2:57 pm
"I do not chew on birds. I have not changed since I was very young. This is not supposed to be real." He says to the girl who becomes a squirrel. Gene shook his head. "I mean that I was told it wasn't real. So I never... never mind. That is not important. I should... I think I owe someone an apology." Richard had reached out to him and Gene had been too afraid to accept it. But how in blue blazes was he supposed to find Richard now? Well, they went to the same school, they shared at least one class; there would be a time to speak to him again.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:04 pm
I looked confused, "Oh, ok," I didn't understand what he was saying one bit, "Would you like to meet my brother? You could come round my house, or I'm sure he is around here somewhere..." She looked at him again. "My brother is good at helping people, but he likes to know he's not alone too." She looked at her watch, "Who do you owe an apology?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:08 pm
Gene looked at the girl and could see he had confused her, but he did not try to explain. Instead he thought that perhaps she would know Richard. They could both become animals; it stood to reason that they may have discovered one another. "His name is Richard. He draws strange things in a book. Do you know him? He is my friend." At least, he hoped Richard was still his friend. He would have much need of one when he stopped running on sheer shock and crashed. "He tried to talk to me about what happened to... all three of us, I imagine."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:11 pm
She giggles nervously, "Uhhh... Richard... Richard Cane?" She looked into his eyes and relised he wasn't joking, "Uhhh.... he's my brother," She looked at her feet and then stood up.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:19 pm
Gene actually looked somewhat relieved. Then he stops and thinks about this new revelation. "Richard is your brother... the girly one who likes to dance." Gene says matter of factly, putting two and two together. "Oh... nice to meet you. Strange to meet you. But in a good way." Gene politely offers a hand to shake.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:23 pm
I shake his hand and smile, "Yeh, he is awefully girlly and quite," I laughed again pulling Gene to his feet as well, as if he had just fallen over, "Guess we should get back into class now," I opened the window and climbed in as a squirrel and changed back just before the teacher walked in.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:23 pm
"Yay social studies that sounds fun..." He said sarcastically. "It is my weakest class... I really don't even want to go... do you think anyone would notice If I just didn't show up." He said with a light laugh.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:31 pm
Following right behind her, Gene barely had time to change back before the teacher entered the room. He quietly went to his seat and opened his backpack. He pulled out the books he would need for the class and Richard's sketchbook. Keeping that one close to his chest, he opened it and flipped through the sketches that were already there. This was not how he had planned to see the rest of Richard's drawings, but well, the opportunity had presented itself. And he would return the book, so there was no real harm done. Right?
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:48 pm
In the book there were many pictures of people around the school, the animals they displayed behavours of, and pictures of his sister, mainly with bushy tails, or sitting in trees.
I took my seat back over with Gene. "What's that?" I asked, never seeing my brothers sketch book before, "Do you sketch too? Rich does that." I smiled slightly
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:54 pm
"This is his. He threw it away because I upset him. So I should apologize. I do not want him to get rid of these." The book was not even full yet; it would be such a shame for all the empty pages to go to waste. Gene surely could not use them. And he was afraid to even take it home with him. It was sure to be thrown away there if anyone but him or the housemaid saw it. "If I do not see him again today, you will give it to him? It should not be thrown away."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 6:07 pm
I pouted. Alone again. Ditched. I sighed, walking out of the empty cafeteria. Walking back towards my favorite ledge, I jumped up. I was starting to feel overwhelmed about things. What if any of my friend found out I could turn into a cat? I slapped my hands to my face. I needed an outlet...
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 7:10 am
I looked at the sketch book, "Oh, that's Rich's? Yeh, I'll give it too him," I got out my books, "I love cats," I didn't really know what else to say, most people didn't like me, because of my strange personality, and my brothers strangness too.
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