I don't own CATS

Her sweet delicate face, her light beautiful voice, her round large eyes, her small adorable face, her rust colored body. Her face looks just like a beautiful Porcelain Doll. Everybody loves her. She is a favorite among the Jellicles, She is sweet and innocent, beautiful like a dove. That's what her name means- Dove. Jemima. The adorable little sweet Jemima, How could a kitten get more perfect than this? If only they all knew. If only they knew what was going on.

" Your'e not my real dad! You Can't tell me what to do! I'm going out with Tumble tonight if you like it or not!" She screams and slams the door behind her. Her face full of makeup, ready for her big night.

The sky was dark, the Jellicle Moon was bright. Her skin was tingling, as was his face as it turned bright red. He slowly pushed the rust colored queen off of his trembling body. He was scared and nervous. He didn't want it to happen this way. He didn't want to loose it with her, at least not right now. Maybe when they were older. But. Jemima wanted it now. She was hungry for Tumblebrutus.

" Jem, I ,I don't think I'm ready for this." Tumblebrutus gasped for air.

Jemima hissed " I'm practically THROWING myself at you!"

" I just don't want to do it with you. At this point in my life."

" You don't like me. You want ELECTRA! Yeah. I've heard about you and Electra!" Jemima growled.

Tumblebrutus took her paws and held them " I think we are both too young. I don't know about you."

" Whatever. Forget you! I'm breaking up with you!" And with that, Jemima slapped Tumblebrutus across the face and walked away.

She didn't need him. She could get whatever tom she wanted. She never wanted to see or talk to Tumblebrutus ever again!

" Hi Jemmie!" One of her friends, Etcetera called out from behind her. " I haven't seen Tumble anywhere and Momma want him home. Do you know how late it is?"

" Shut up. You hyper little flea!" Jemima pounced toward her friend. She didn't want to even hear that name. Tumble.

The calico kitten blinked away her tears " What? What did I do? Gee, Aren't you in a bad mood!"

Jemima stormed away. It had to be at least midnight. Full of anger and disappointment she walked right out of the Junkyard and down the street. Suddenly, a car driving erratically curved into the sidewalk, making Jemima jump into a nearby alley. She stood on top of a trash can.

" Jemima?" A deep brooding voice bellowed in the shadows.

The scared rust kitten nervously whispered " Yes."

"….. It's I…. Your father."

The bright red tall tom appeared out of the shadows.

Perfect.

She rubbed up against her father, Macavity.

" Hello, Father." She thought for a while. " I'd like to join your force."

That would show all of those little fake Jellicles.

This Porcelain Doll Has Broken.

Unfortantly, I am taking a break from fanfiction. I will be back soon. I will review storys and stuff it's just i need a break my grades arent as good as they used to be. and with summer coming me and my mom are busy cleaning and .ect.

I love you all

-Ginakabina.