UPDATE:: **So! I fixed a few things, and I changed Bombalurina's heart song. Instead of Sweet Dreams, it's Call Me. I just thought it would fit better with the story.**

Hey guys! I'm super excited about this new story! There is going to be a lot of song usage in this story, so at the beginning, I'll put the names of the songs and artists, so you can listen to the song and know what it's like before reading it. They are in order of appearance.

- Respect : Aretha Franklin

- Take Me Out : Franz Ferdinand

- Call Me : Blondie

"Bombi, hurry up! We're gonna be late!" Demeter called angrily at her sister from outside of their den.

"Just hold on one more minute!" Bomba yelled back.

"You said that ten minutes ago!" Her sister huffed. Bombalurina ignored her, and continued to primp her fur, making sure it was all fluffed and laid perfectly. It was the first day of Jellicle school and being perfect in anyway she could was absolutely necessary. You only have one first day, after all.

Once she was satisfied with her appearance, she tied a little red satin bow around her neck. Until she became an adult cat and received her collar, a nice ribbon would have to do.

She gave herself a winning smile in the broken piece of mirror in front of her, and quickly ran out to her sister.

"Finally." Demeter mumbled under her breath. "Took you long enough."

Bomba gave her a face. "Perfect isn't easy Deme!"

Demeter just rolled her eyes. "What ever. Your looks don't even matter, it's just school."

"Just school? Deme we're going to be meeting plenty of cats today, especially Toms, and it's important we look our best!" She shook her head in disbelief.

"Well, I think being on time is just as important as looking good for making good impressions."

Bombalurina rolled her eyes at her naive sister. "Toms don't care if your late, Deme. That's silly."

Demeter decided not to argue. Winning an argument against Bombi was almost impossible. She was just to stubborn. To be honest, she would rather impress the teacher then some boring old Toms.

When they arrived at the giant old group of cardboard boxes that made up the school, it was already full of chattering cats. The sisters grinned excitedly.

There was Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer, who they already knew from their parents introducing them, and Cassandra with her younger sister Exotica, but they didn't know anyone else. There was a group of three handsome Toms standing in a group, and it was obvious by the way the carried themselves that they were the sons of Deuteronomy.

Bombalurina walked up to them, dragging Demeter along with her.

"Hi!" She purred. "My names Bombalurina." She fluttered her eyelashes a little. The silver Tom in the middle held out his paw, and gave her a handshake.

"Hello, Bombalurina! I'm Munkustrap, and these are my brothers, Macavity and-" he was cut off as the black one with a leopard spotted chest and flooffy beginnings of a main on his shoulders stepped in front of him.

"And I'm the Rum Tum Tugger." He grinned winningly at her.

"The?" Came Demeter's voice from behind her sister. She had her eyebrows raised and her hands were on her hips.

"Oh! Hi, who are you?" Munkustrap asked.

"I'm Demeter." She said, still frowning at Tugger.

"Well, nice to meet you, Demeter." Mumkustrap smiled at her, and she smiled back.

"Children! Children!" Came a motherly voice. "Time for class!"

The excited chatter continued as everyone moved inside.

"Go ahead and take a seat over there, everyone." She motioned to one of the walls. The young cats slowly sat down, some straying to the back, and others making sure they were in the front. Most of the Toms stayed together to the left, and most Queens giggled at the right.

Bombalurina decided to sit right in the middle of the front, Tugger to her left and Demeter to her right, and Munkustrap beside her.

"Goodmorning class! My name is Miss Jenny."

"Goodmorning, Miss Jenny." They chorused.

"Welcome to Jellicle school. Does anyone know what we are here to learn about?"

"Dancing?" Asked a small white Queen.

"Yes, and what else?" Asked Miss Jenny.

"Our heart songs!" Demeter said, grinning.

"Yes, thank you Demeter! Every Jellicle is born with a specific song deep in their heart. The heart song is important for many reasons. It defines you, it inspires you, and, most importantly, it is what helps you decide a mate."

Excited whispers went around the room.

"Regular cats do not have heart songs, but Jellicles are blessed to have them. If you don't have a heart song you aren't a true Jellicle, are you?"

The class shook their heads.

"This class is here to help you dance and sing in preparation for the ball, but a heart song is not something I can actually teach you. You must find it yourself. So, would anyone like to share their songs?"

There was a loud chorus of "Me! Me! Pick me!" And "I have one!"

Jenny pointed to the front. "How about you, Rumpleteazer?"

She jumped up eagerly, and giggled.

"Quiet class!" Jenny called. The young cats all became quiet.

Rumpleteazer put a little paw on her hip.

"What you want

Baby, I got

What you need.

Do you know I got it?" She shook her finger in front of her, as if scolding a kitten and bopped on her hip.

"All I'm askin'

Is for a little respect now,

Just a little bit. Uh hu

Just a little bit!

R-E-S-P-E-C-T,

that is what it means to me R-E-S-P-E-C-T!"

The class clapped and laughed as she took a bow.

"Very good, Rumple!" Jenny encouraged. Rumpleteazer gave her a cheeky smile and sat back down, looking satisfied with herself.

"Would anyone else like to go? How about you, Tugger?"

Tugger stood up, grinned confidently, and winked at the general group of Queens.

"Sure thing, Jenny." He jumped up on top of the table in the center of the room, making Jenny frown.

"Tugger get off of the-!" She was cut off when he started singing.

"So if you're lonely...

You know I'm here waiting for you..."

He pointed into the crowd of female kittens, and their were a few girlish giggles.

"I'm just a cross hair

I'm just that shot away from you.

And if you leave here, you leave me broken shattered I lie

I'm just a cross-hair, I'm just a shot then we can die." He swiveled his hips and flicked his tail back and forth.

"I know I won't be leaving here with you..."

Their were several squeals from young Queens around the room. He had an amazing voice, it was low and almost rockstar-ish. Bombalurina found herself grinning. He was rather attractive, too.

"I say, don't you know?

You say you don't know.

I say

Take me out!"

He ended with a fluff of his still growing mane and a fist into the air. The young Queens clapped loudly and exchanged glances. The Toms look unimpressed.

"Excellent Tugger! Absolutely wonderful!" Jenny said while trying to quiet down the young kittens.

"I know." He purred as he sat back down next to Bombalurina. She grinned at him, and he grinned back.

"How about you, Bombalurina?" Jenny said. Bomba looked up at her, and felt a soft twinge of nerves, which she quickly pushed down.

"Sure, Miss Jenny." She stood up and walked to the front of the class, keeping her chin up. She spotted her sister giving her a thumbs up, and felt a surge of self confidence. She could do this. She gave her sister a wink in return.

"When ever you're ready, dear." Jenny said encouragingly.

Bombalurina nodded, and took a deep breath.

"Color me your color, baby

Color me your car

Color me your color, darling

I know who you are..." She gave a flirty smile to a few Toms in the group, and heard a wolf whistle (probably from Tugger.) as she started to dance along with the song.

"Come up off your color chart

I know where you're comin' from...

Call me on the line

Call me, call me any, anytime." She held her hand up to her face in the universal "Call me" sign, and winked.

"Call me my love

You can call me any day or night

Call me..."

She finished with a confident smile and looked at the cats in front of her. She heard a muffled "Wow" and other various sounds of approval, though mostly from the Tom's side of the room. Cassandra was glaring at her, but she could deal with that.

"Bravo, Miss Bombalurina." Jenny beamed. Bombalurina was grinning like mad by the time she sat back down. She was going to enjoy this class, she could tell.