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I decided not to press the issue. He sounded so distant. But I lite up as he asked about me. What girl doesn't love a question about herself? I put on my best smile and laughed softly. "I guess my favorite cat would be a regular black house cat." I put my finger up to my lips, answering his question further. "I guess I love them most because people underestimate them. They think the strong cats are all lions and cheetahs and panthers, you know," I waved my hand, emphasising my point. "I just love the size and the flexibility. They're wonderful." I was getting a little deeper than I wanted to so I shook my head. "That's really silly. It's just a cat, after all."

I bit my bottom lip when he said he didn't really like cats. If he didn't like them, what would he think of me? I smiled again, trying not to act suspicious. His next question took me offguard though. Birds? I had to think about this one. "Birds......birds.......ok. I think I like owls." I blushed, thinking my answer sounded stupid. I had to back it up. "I like them because they're very wise looking. Plus, I love the night and they only come out at night." I looked at his hair and played with it a little. "I like when their feathers are like the colour of your hair. It's pretty..."

I frowned, examining the scratches on his skin. I lightly ran my fingers across them, trying not to scare him in the process. I looked back up at him, smiling playfully once again. "Well, not to worry." I lightly poked my finger to his nose. "I would never scratch you." I laughed at my little joke and examined my hand. I lost my smile for a moment, looking at my long fingernails. I would hope I wouldn't do that to anyone....

I put down my hand at his comment. It made me feel a bit better, but I still felt.....dangerous to him? I wasn't sure yet. But, he was still talking to me, so I felt hopeful. "Well, I love anything that's fun! I'm usually lounging around here, napping. If sleep counts as a hobby, I guess it's my favorite one." I laughed. I am SO lazy. "And I guess I like watching other people. I'm just not as observant as you." The side of my lips curved up as I looked his way. "I guess it's hard to have hobbies when you don't have many friends." I glanced down to his sketchbook again. There was something special about his drawings. They really pulled you in. "Enough about little ol' me. I already know you like to draw. What else?"

I squinted my eyes and smiled wider. There was something else about Richard.....I couldn't put my finger on it. I watched him as he blushed and concentrated on his sketchbook. I had to laugh. I loved when people blushed! It's absolutely adorable. "Well, you're a wonderful artist," I said, trying to get that yummy blush to stay. "In fact," I stood up from the desk, twisting my body into a pose. "I would looooove to model for you sometime." I laughed again, playing with his gaze in my own. "I like to think I'm good to look at!"

I groaned, but obeyed as I dropped back down to my seat. How dare she steal my thunder. I pouted, crossing my arms and looking at a distraught Richard. "I don't know what her problem is. I guess she can't handle when someone else grabs attention." I could see Richard wasn't finding this humorous, so I dropped my arms. I threw him an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I guess I just get a little carried away..."

My eyes sparkled. I've never had someone really talk to me before, let alone invite me to their house! I suppose it's my own fault. I give off the whole rebel/outcast vibe. I smiled widely. The cheshire cat had nothing on my grin. "I would love to! I'll find you when school lets out." I brought my attention back to the teacher, but kept my smile. I never had a real friend before. I was REALLY missing out...