Hi there! This is my first story, so please understand if it's awful. Also, I will be using the English names for these characters. Please don't judge my story because of this. I hope you like!

Groaning, I blink open my eyes as harsh sunlight filters from the windows.

My dream last night had been very, very strange. I had dreamt of strange alien creatures with long elf-like ears and weird outfits and hair. There were three other girls beside me, who looked human except with odd-colored hair and animal parts, like a cat tail and another had bird wings.

I was in the dream wearing a white outfit and had white tiger ears and a tail. We were fighting the aliens. Needless to say, I don't know where the heck my mind came up with that.

I turn over and see a picture taped up to my wall. That's right! I told myself that today I was going to find out what this 'Café Mew Mew' is all about. According to all the guides and things my mother bought when we moved here, the Café was a very popular spot.

Stretching, I absentmindedly take of my blue pajamas decorated with stars and moons and throw on a blue tank-top and denim shorts, and put on my grandmother's necklace. She had passed away when I was four, so I don't remember much of her. The necklace is a gold locket decorated with roses, and inside is a picture of her. I always put it on. I grab my brush and work through my tangled straight brown hair, brush my teeth and put on a pair of green flip-flops.

"Bye, mom! I'm off!" I yell and before she can reply I shut the door and fly down the sidewalk. Once I reach the huge pink building, I gasp. Inside the windows are intricate displays of beautiful-looking and cute-looking pastries and cakes. They look so perfect I can't think of eating them. They don't even look like food!

It's only when a friendly-looking girl with reddish-brown hair steps out and asks "Can I help you?" that I realize my face was squashed against the glass and I was practically drooling. "Oh..um..hehe, I was just looking…do you, uh, work here?" But then I realize it's a stupid question because the girl is wearing a pink outfit that looks maid mixed with waitress. "Uh, yeah. Are you here to buy? My name is Zoey, by the way. I don't think I've ever seen you before. Do you go to another school?" She asks. "Um, my name is Michelle and I just moved her a few weeks ago. I'm still finding my way around. According to the travel guides this place has really good desserts, so yes, I'm here to buy." "Awesome! Maybe you'll go to my school. How old are you? Sorry, I don't mean to pry."

We walk and talk as she guides me to a table. "I'm thirteen, and my mom just enrolled me for school. She hasn't told me which school I'm going to yet, though." I reply. "I'm thirteen too! Well, anyway, what do you want to order? Oh I forgot to give you a menu! Well, may I recommend the strawberry crème cheesecake. Or the raspberry filled tarts! Oh, I could just go on forever. Wesley's a really good cook…" She keeps going on, and I tune her out, realizing a guy with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes is staring at me. He's actually kind of cute…but the instant I meet his gaze, he turns away.

"Umm, Zoey," I interrupt. "Who's that?" I point to the mysterious blonde, who is now chatting away with a guy in long brown ponytail. "Oh, that's Elliot. He can be a real paint in the you-know-what sometimes. And the guy he's talking to is Wesley, the one who makes our food." She replies. "O-okay…so anyway I guess I'll try that strawberry cheesecake." "Got it! Be right back!" And she floats off.

She was really cheerful. I hope everyone here is that cheerful. I notice a girl with two long green braids and glasses and wearing a green outfit waiting on a table, and another one who was two blue buns sitting by herself drinking tea. Those must be the other waitresses. I wonder if it's any fun working here? Do they pay well? My mother would freak in a good way if I already get a job. I suppose I'll ask Zoey.

When Zoey shows up with a perfect cheesecake sitting on a pristine clean plate, I decided to ask if I can apply. "Well…um…we already have all the help we need, you know…" She trails off nervously, twirling her short hair around her finger like she's afraid of saying too much. "I'm sure one extra hand to help isn't too bad." I reply, my curiosity stemming by the second.

"Well you see, Elliot is very particular about who he hires. You have to take a special…er…test to be able to work here. And you have to pass it! And our printer and computer broke down so we can't make anymore." She says, her eyes darting like she expects a monster to come crashing through the walls. "Why can't you just write the questions?" I ask. "Um…I don't remember them and neither does anyone else…but I'll get back to you when our computer starts working again. Well, got to go serve more customers! Have a nice day and come back soon!" She says, smiling then quickly rushing off.

That's odd. Her cheerful personality quickly changed to nervous, like she was afraid to say the wrong thing. Oh well. Guess I'll have to wait 'till the printer and computer works. I dig into the strawberry crème cheesecake, which is so good I finish it in a minute, and then I'm upset I didn't save any.

I get up from the table and head out the door, getting ready to tell my mother about my strange encounter when suddenly a piercing ray of light shoots down and hits me hard, and I black out.

When I wake up, five concerned faces peer down at me. Well, actually, two of them remain emotionless while three of them show concern. I blink, and say "What happened?" "You just got infused with a white Bengal tiger. Congratulations." Says Elliot, waving his hands sarcastically. I hold my head, which throbs. "Elliot? Why are you here? Where am I?" Elliot's eyes widen, but then he goes back to his poker face. "How do you know my name?" "Well Zoey told me…Zoey you're here too! And...and Wesley! And the other two waitresses!" I say.

"Waitress? I am NOT a waitress!" The one with blue buns who also remained emotionless before says. I'm about to say more when Wesley helps me up. "I'm sure you're very confused. Right now you're in the secret lab of Café Mew Mew. You were just infused with the DNA of a White Bengal Tiger. You're now a Mew Mew, and you help fight crime. Please excuse our abruptness." Wesley says, kissing my hand and he's so charming I forget to realize that what he just said sounds like it belongs in an anime TV show.

"Uh, a what now? Mew…mew?" I ask. "Yes. It will all make sense soon, I promise. Here is your power pendant. It'll help you transform when you need too." Wesley replies, and Elliot hands me a golden charm with little pink inscriptions.

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