It all started when Cat adopts her new kitten. Who knows? It might change her life.

"Hey, Beckett. What should I wear today? Pink tutu skirt or white short-shorts?" The redhead asks her chocolatey-brown cat.

'Either way, you'll still look sexy.' The cat thought. It was no ordinary cat, though.

The cat purrs and rubs its tiny head against the redhead's tanned legs. He liked the feeling of her legs. They're smooth and slim. She giggles and rubs his head with her delicate fingers, painted with pink nail polish.

"Pink tutu or white short-shorts?" She repeats seriously and the cat paws at the skirt. "Skirt it is." She sighs and puts it on. The cat knows that she doesn't wear shorts underneath and he could get a peak under.

After an hour of Caterina putting makeup and straightening her redredred hair, Beckett tilted its head and wondered 'why does she put so much makeup? She's perfect like a goddess.' He wishes that he could tell her that, but he can't blow his secret just yet. Yet.

"I'll see you after school, Beckett!" She cheers, kissing the side of its head and running her fingers on its delicate ear. She takes off to school with sliding her floral backpack over her shoulder, flipping her red curls.

For the cat, it seemed like it was all in slow-mo. Her flipping her hair and jumping off with her pink skirt. And everything else was a blur and the whole world should stop and stare at her. Cat. Caterina Hannah Valentine. Beckett's owner- a cat with brown fur and black stripes, golden eyes.

"I should really take a bath." The cat says. Wow! A magical, talking cat! No. Well... sorta. Beckett is half-human, half-cat. But is mostly in his cat figure. He wanted a companionship. So he chose to live like a cat. He was soon to be adopted by the redhead. The most ironic thing was, Caterina was her name... or Cat.

He knew her parents was at work so he could probably change back to human to take a shower. When he's in cat-form, he HATES baths, but as human-form, he LOVES baths.

He crawled to Cat's pinkpinkpink bathroom. The tiles, counter, shower curtain, bathtub and even the toilet was PINK! The girl LOVES pink but she dyed her hair red velvet because she loves red velvet cupcakes.

He slowly turns into a human. Damn. That perfect abs, tanned skin, muscular arms and jet black hair. And every guys' favorite, their you-know-what. He looked at the mirror and looked down to his crotch. "I missed you, buddy." He chuckles and flexed his biceps. He haven't transformed to a human for months so he missed it.

Beckett brushes through his oh-so-perfect hair. He felt his face and almost didn't recognize himself. "Damn. I'm so perfect. I wonder if Cat would go for a guy like me." He whispers. He finally stopped checking himself out and went in the shower where he took a hot and relaxing shower.

He wishes Cat would be in the shower with him. He'd kiss her so hard just like in the romantic movies Cat watches with him. She never kissed anyone though but he's planning for him to be her first kiss. But first, he needs to take baby steps, telling Cat that he's half-human, half-cat. She would probably faint or something.

Has Cat ever had a boyfriend? Nope. And Beckett would kill the guy for breaking up with her and crushing her heart. Beckett was a protective cat. He even acts like a dog sometimes. A Great Dane or a Golden Retriever or a German Shepherd. But he had to be a cat.

Preview for Chapter Two: Surprise, surprise, Valentine.

-Cat's Pov-

I cried myself to sleep that night. The entire school hates me for no reason. And I LOVED going to Hollywood Arts. But it's best if I don't go for maybe a couple of days, weeks, months... forever.

I started to cry again and changed positions, facing a guy. Wait! A guy?! "Aaahh!" I screamed and punched the guy right in the groin. He groans with pain and falls down to the floor.

"Who the hell are you?!" I exclaimed, checking if I still have my pajamas on.

"I'm your cat, Cat." He says. "It's me, Beckett."