Note: Hey! So this is it! My Cat story. Basically, they are short Cat stories for every letter of the alphabet. This isn't a very good one, but it's how I wanted it to start. So check out the other chapters, even if you didn't like this one. I hope you enjoy it! Thanks!

A is for Apple Picking

"Bad news guys," said Andre, gathering his dreads into a ponytail and then letting them fall. "The laser tag park is closed."

"What?" Jade asked, her makeup covered eyes narrowing. "I was really looking forward to shooting Vega. Now I'll just have to do it with something other than a laser gun. Beck, can you borrow those hunting guns from your grandpa again?"

She looked at Tori, a small smirk along her lips. Tori gulped and scooted closer to Cat and Robbie.

"Great," said Robbie. "What are we going to do now?"

It was a Friday afternoon; the first week of school had just drawn to a close. They were all outside at the asphalt café, breathing in the smoky end of summer air and admiring the golden light that surrounded them as they chatted. Andre had been calling the laser tag place for something for the group to do, but they were done for the summer.

"I know!" Spoke up Cat. "We can go apple picking!"

"It's a little early in the year for apples," said Tori, stretching her tan legs out in front of her.

"My uncles farm grows apples," said Cat, excitedly. "C'mon. It'll be fun."

Jade sighed and Beck looked at her.

"It'll be fun," he said, poking her in the ribs.

"Fine," she grumbled.

Cat looked at Tori, Andre, and Robbie, who all agreed to come with the others, and soon they were all riding to Cat's uncle's house.

"Isn't this great?" Asked Cat, spinning in a circle, her short brown dress flaring out at her sides. "Can't you smell the apples?"

"Yeah," said Tori, sniffing the air.

"Where are the ladders?" Asked Beck, getting into the spirit of things.

Cat pointed out the shed where her uncle kept the ladders, and Andre and Robbie grabbed some.

Everybody was picking apples and putting them in baskets, when Cat got an idea. It was growing darker out and she figured she could scare her friends.

Cat climbed up a tree quietly while everybody laughed and talked. It took a few minutes, before Jade said,

"Hey! Where'd Cat go?"

"I dunno," said Robbie, looking around.

Everybody else stopped picking apples and started searching for the little redhead.

"Caaaaat!' Called Andre.

"Where'd you go?" Yelled Tori, cupping her hands around her mouth. They were all around the largest tree, which happened to be the one that Cat was hidden in. She giggled to herself, before jumping out of the tree.

"Boo!" She yelled.

Everybody screamed, except for Beck who was virtually un-scare-able.

"Cat!" yelled Jade, a hand on her thumping heart. "Why?"

"Seriously!" Yelped Robbie. "I think I'm having a panic attack!"

Cat giggled like crazy for a few minutes, and then Beck and Andre. Soon, so did Tori and then even Jade and Robbie.

And that was how apple picking became a tradition at Hollywood Arts.

Note: Yeah, I know. Not great. But the next letter might be better! It's B for Bubblegum. And then C for Candy in the Van. That one's pretty good! Keep reading, and I want at least ten reviews to continue this. Thanks!

-StrawberryAngel