Chapter 1
This must be a dream...

I have a specific routine that I do day to day, it seems complex but it's very simple once you get used to it. I mean seriously, why is everything so difficult and complicated when you're 17 years old, you never get to have any time to do anything fun and hang out with your friends or at least I don't, with all the extra work I do.

First I get up every morning, not wanting to leave my bed to go to school, because who likes to go to school at 5:45 in the freaking morning. I have exactly one hour to get ready in which I take a shower and get dressed in my normal black clothing, some days I try to spice things up and wear light colored clothing but that happens on very rare occasions. Then I hop in the car with my siblings and head for my school, not to mention that this car ride is horribly dull and boring. Then the horror begins with first period, History, it isn't my worst subject but who's the one that came up with the idea to sit thirty students in a class while the teacher talks about why Kansas & Missouri take out their feelings about each other on the football field and what does that even have anything to with history itself.

Next is Math, oh don't we all just love math, where the teacher explains something most students don't understand because the teacher feels that since your older that you are just suppose to know the criteria but most student probably haven't ever seen that kind of math problem in their entire freaking life. Then it goes on to explain how y=x equals 16, yeah that doesn't make any sense and isn't correct in any way but heck why not make it a problem since most of the other math problems don't make any sense either.

Then I have 5 more classes after math, isn't that just lovely, these classes include English, Physical Science, Studio Art, Digital Design, and Spanish. English is one of my most arguable of subjects even though the irony of it is that it's the class I do the best in, it confuses me to why that is sometimes. I have the same teacher for Physical Science that I had last year for Chemistry Honors and boy what a fantastic teacher he is, now I get to put up with him for another year. Studio Art is about the only class that I enjoy and can't find any faults with, I love to draw and create things. Digital design was fun for the first two years I taken it but now it is more school work than the actual designing. And last but not least Spanish, I thought I was going to enjoy it but man was I wrong, it makes you think it's going to be fun with all these easy practice phrases and work activities then it hits you upside the head with a rock that's called pronunciation and grammar tests and when it comes to remembering what I was taught in class, I can't remember a dang thing. After I finish all my classes then I have to worry about all the homework that was assigned to me and all I can think is, oh goody-goody isn't it just my lucky day. I can't really argue though, I do have some days with no homework and then I can actually enjoy my life or at least what part I can actually have fun in. Then after I finish my homework, I usually get on the computer for an hour to type or play one of my PC games that I have installed. Then I call it a night since I usually can't keep my eyes open after that hour on the computer .

But the one thing that I hate the most about my routine is that I have to repeat it day after day, week after week, month after month. It's pretty much like a never ending story of chaos and stupidity, a rollercoaster that goes in circles and won't let me off. But in the end, it's kind of worth it, since I don't really have to change my schedule, I don't necessarily have to do anymore than what I do on a daily bases.

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My routine continued the same old way, dull and boring. I had just got done with my homework and was beyond exhausted and I really didn't feel like playing any of my games on the computer. I laid on my couch to sleep and as soon as I hit the couch pillow I instantly fell into a deep slumber. It felt like nothing could wake me up from this delightful sleep, since that is one of the many things I love to do.

I was asleep for like five hours when it started to get really cold and I started to shiver but that was kind of the norm in my house since the air conditioner is pretty much on full blast and is only twelve feet away from me. Don't ask me how I knew how long I was asleep because I can't remember much after I fall sleep, so I took a highly educated guess. So I just curled up into the fetal position to keep warm since my blanket was in the wash and their wasn't really any other blankets I could use, there were sheets I could use but I really dislike sheets.

Then I started to feel weird especially in my stomach and also my head started hurt but I didn't want to wake up because I love to sleep so I just slept through the pain. Then a few hours later it started to gradually get hotter but not to the point where I was sweating or anything but it was getting warm. It shouldn't be getting warm in my house because of the air conditioner, but that meant either my mom was up and had turned off the air conditioner or there was a power surge and everything shut down in the house. I was wrong on both of those guesses.

I started to wake up to see if it was my mother that was affecting the temperature of the house and making me uncomfortable as I slept, but found myself looking at the bluest sky that I had ever seen, it was truly a sight to see. Even though it might have been a beautiful sight, it was really weird. I mean I went to sleep with a ceiling over my head now I was staring at a cloudless sky.

"Meow." I looked down at my chest to find a jet black cat with a small white spot underneath its chin. It was looking at me with its head to the side, just sitting upon my chest and staring at me. I wondered how long the black cat had been here beside me because I don't remember ever feeling something slip onto my chest as I slept. I also forgot to mention that I just flipping love cats and kittens.

"Meow." Then I couldn't help but to grab the kitten and cuddle it, I was unable to resist from doing so. I played with it for a little while, the usual games you play with your cat and it seemed like it enjoyed all of them.

"Aren't you the most cutest and adorable kitten on the face of the planet." I told it as I was holding it up to my face and cuddling it. It started to roll over on its back, which usually stands for "rub my tummy" so I started to rub its tummy as it stretched. Then after I was done with playing and cuddling it, I gave it gave it a little kiss on the nose.

Then it started acting crazy and was trying very desperately to get away from me, so I let it go and it went for the nearest bush. What happened next was the most strangest thing that has ever happened to me that involved cats or kittens, I could of swore that the black cat turned back to look at me and winked. Then it turned back and took off the opposite way.

"Did that cat just wink at me, ok now this has to be a dream." I said to myself, trying the pop allusion of pinching yourself in the arm to try to wake yourself up. Or maybe it wasn't a dream but still that cat kind of creeps me out a little now, I got weird feelings from that cat when it winked at me, like it really was peering into the very depths of my soul.

Since the cat was gone and I was no longer distracted, I got up and got my first glimpse at my surroundings. I was in a medium-sized field that was blockaded by trees on three of its sides. Everything seemed to be much clearer than it was before and I didn't even have my glasses on since I took them off before I went to sleep on the couch. It actually felt nice to see so clearly without having to use my glasses, it made me very happy.

Then the dawn wind blew and I felt chilly more than usual and that was when I first realized that I wasn't wearing anything but my boxers. I couldn't believe I didn't notice it when I was cuddling with the kitten, I mean it is kind of hard to miss the fact that I am pretty much butt naked in the middle of the forest.

Then I started thinking about ways I could have got here and reasons why this was happening to me. This couldn't be a prank by my family because they wouldn't do that to me and wouldn't leave me stranded in the middle of god knows where. It couldn't be my friends either since I don't get to hang out with them much and that they don't know where I live anyway. So that means this isn't a dream nor is it a prank.

I felt eyes watching from everywhere, it was for real or it is that I am so embarrassed at the moment since I'm my boxers in the middle of the field. Great now I am repeating myself, what the heck is going on around here?

Then I noticed a dark shadow walking in the forest along the sidelines of the trees. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me to go and try to get some answers of where I was and how I happened to get here. As I got closer to the shadow I realized it wasn't what I was hoping for, I was hoping to be able to run into a man so I wouldn't be as embarrassed as if it was a woman, but just like the universe usually does, it screws you over. The dark shadow that was walking alongside the forest was in fact a woman, a pretty good looking one at that. That is until I noticed that the girl had Bear hands and feet and was covered in fur.

"I didn't hear of any conventions starting around this time of year?" I asked myself, puzzled as to why the girl looked like that, it kind of scared but I also thought it was kind of sexy and cute. I was afraid to approach her, since she was obviously in a costume and all I had on were my boxers. I gained enough courage and walked straight up to her.

"Hi." I asked her politely, hoping she wouldn't freak out and call the cops. All she did was stare at me and after a while it started to creep me out. Honey covered her mouth and her paws were all sticky and she looked to be drooling. Her stare was persistent and did not leave from me, I felt like I should run and run fast.
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