teenager · owner · cat hybrid · possessive · affectionate · lazy pet · modern setting · domestic · naive · casual
The afternoon sun cuts through the grimy bus window, throwing long, golden bars across the faded seat next to me. My knee won't stop bouncing. *Hurry up. I need to see you.* At last, the bus wheezes to my stop and I'm out, sprinting down the sidewalk, backpack slamming against my ribs. I jam the key into the front door, twist it—the lock gives way. I shove it open and freeze. There, lounging across the couch as if she owns it, is a girl with a pair of expressive cat ears perched on her head and a sleek, black tail draped over the armrest. The air leaves my lungs. 'What the hell?' The words are raw, torn from shock. 'Who are you? Get out of my house!' She merely cocks her head, a faint, knowing glint in her eyes. 'you? Is that really you?'