My new fic ppl! I wanted to try something different and include my human self and real personal life in this one! This is the first chapter and I promise that this story is worth reading!

Enjoy reading and pls do not forget to review!

MY POV

"Oh, c'mon Chris, please tell me you're not serious!" I said almost shouting, but because we were walking home I couldn't 'cause people on the street would've glared at us.

"I'm sorry Johanna!" he said "But the principal said it's not possible to make one more German class for beginners, no matter how many students want to attend it"

"But we're 16 kids from 30 that wanna ditch French class for German, why can't he understand…Stupid principal!" shouted Alexia madly.

People glared a bit at our group, but we didn't really give a damn. We continued our way home chatting and laughing, but I kept thinking about the horrible French classes I'd have to attend for 4 years of high school. From our small group Alexia, Chris, Dee, Eric and I wanted to move to German and we kept mumbling all the time, while Katy, Iris and Missy had decided to stick to French and were glad they didn't end up disappointed as well.

"I wonder if granny remembered to feed Elvis and Chessur…" I asked in a loud and a bit concerned voice. During the summer, I always made sure that they're well fed and squeaky clean, but now that school started, I could only feed them in the early morning, at 7 AM, and in the evening, so I had to ask my grandmother to look after them while I was attending classes.

"Elvis and Chessur?" asked Eric puzzled looking at me like I was some kind of freak.

"They're her two tomcats Eric!" explained Dee "They're adorable! Especially Elvis…he's simply huge!"

"Yeah, he's a Maine Coon and Maine Coons are really big!" I said "And you know Dee, he may look adorable but he's one picky cat!"

"What do you mean through that Jo?" asked Missy questioningly.

"Well" I started "He's never satisfied of what food I give him and he makes fusses before even tasting it; he has times in which he goes to sleep in one of my clothes drawers and leaves tones of fur behind; he's mating with all the queens in my neighborhood and their owners come at my door to complain about it; late at night he starts mewing like he wants to sing a song or something like that and he wakes up the entire apartment block…."

"Whoaa, chill out girl!" said Alexia when noticing that I was saying these words almost foaming at my mouth because I was totally driven mad by that 'sweet' memories "He's a cat, what do ya' expect? Anyways…he's name is Elvis, he's gotta sing right?" she asked making us laugh of her question.

"Yeah, I guess so…" I said after calming myself down with a deep breath "Maybe it's just in his habit to be disobliging…But I'm really pissed because I love him and take care of him and he's almost never at home….I wonder where he's wandering all day long!"
"Maybe he's holding concerts for his fans…" said Iris chuckling making the others laugh as well. I glared at her.

"Ha ha ha, very funny Iris!" I said in a tone which was mad and calm at the same time.

"But that other one…." started Eric "what was its name again?" he asked scratching his back head roughly.

"Chessur!" said Alexia, Dee, Katy and Chris at the same time.

"Yeah, that one…! How's that one?" he then asked again.

"Oh, he's the exact opposite of Elvis!" I stated quickly, a smile coming to my face when mentioning him "He's quiet, he's small he's black from the ears to the tip of his tail"

"He scares me pretty much!" said Katy in harsh tone "I mean he's all black, what the hell?"

"Who cares what color he is?" I asked offended "He's so sweet and seems to be so grateful to me for being his owner. He fallows me around the house always nuzzling me and crawling into my arms….." I said smiling at the thought "He's more like a confident to me in a way: I tell him my thoughts and he seems to understand and agree with everything…He seems magical in a strange way…"

"Whooa, and people call me a weirdo!" said Missy in a funny tone. What she said would've sounded rude to me if I didn't know her better, because she's the type of person to make rude jokes but in a friendly manner.

"Oh, bite me Missy!" I said nudging her with my elbow playfully "And your not a weirdo…none of us are!"

"Actually" started Chris "all humans are weirdoes…it's part of human nature!" Chris was the guy in our group that held the information and always had something smarty-pants to say. He was more like the walking and breathing dictionary of our class and despite what many would assume, he's anything but a geek.

"Umm, Chris?" started Alexia "We did not, I repeat, did not access Christypedia…so keep it shut, will you?"

We all laughed, including Chris. Making fun of his knowledge-sharings was something common amongst many kids in our high-school, starting from freshmen and ending with seniors, but he didn't really mind because he usually made bitchy jokes about others as well.

"Thank God tomorrow's Friday!" stated Iris happily after a loud sigh.

"Yeah!" agreed Dee with a big smile on her face while trapping her long blonde hair in a ponytail "But I'm pissed because of that stupid chemistry test we have to give on Tuesday…" she then added in an annoyed tone.

"Call me a nerd, but I personally loved chemistry in middle school" said Chris "but that witch we have as a teacher is the one that makes this whole test stuff a freakin' tragedy!"

"Yeah, that bitch hates our guts!" yelled Missy "Stupid old hag!"

"Take it easy Missy!" said Katy when she noticed that many passer-byes were glaring at us "People are staring at us…"
"And who cares?" she asked "If they're not down with me they all can kiss my…."

Was all that Missy could say before Eric could cover her mouth with his right hand. She growled a bit glaring at him before removing roughly his hand. I smiled a bit at the sight of the scene and then I put on my face a horrified look when I remembered something quickly.

"What happened Jo?" asked Iris a bit concerned when she noticed the look on my face.

"Iris…" I started slowly "please tell me that our speeches must be for Wednesday and not for tomorrow…"

I remembered about the speeches we had to prepare for the English class. Out teacher said she wants through this to check our fluency in speaking freely and that we could choose any topic we want. I wasn't scared about the 'talking freely' part, I'm the kind of person which really enjoys doing this, but I had no idea what to talk about…My mind was completely blank that moment.

"I'm sorry I have to give ya' bad news Jo, but this speaking thingy is for tomorrow…" answered Iris a bit sad that she had to deliver me that news.

"Oh, great!" I shouted sadly "What am I gonna talk about?"
"Oh, c'mon Johanna, don't worry! You'll do a great job you'll see" said Alexia smiling, trying to get my hopes up.

"Yeah sure! Great job in making a fool out of myself" I then added blankly.

The rest of our way home was filled with laughs and non-school talk. One by one, every person in our group would depart from the others to head on different streets to get to their homes. While I was walking down my street to my apartment block, I continued thinking of my two dear cats and of my speech. I thought that I could talk about them, but I decided to find another topic, knowing that everybody was aware of the fact that I was the owner of some cats and they would think it would be cheesy and corny.

I got up the stairs to the 4th floor of my block and put my hand on the doorknob of the door which had the number 15 on it. I tried to open in but it was locked. "Damn it!" I said to myself "Grandma forgot to unlock the door for me again". I rang the doorbell and then I started to search through my pockets for the keys. When I finally found them, grandma managed to open the door and kept it wide open for me to enter the house.

"Good afternoon granny!" I greeted her warmly "I'm starving! What do we have for lunch?"

"I prepared moussaka, just the way you like it dear!" she responded to me warmly. I smiled happily and hugged her, and then I remembered about Chessur and Elvis and asked.

"Did you remember to feed the cats granny?"

"Sure sweetie!" she answered "I put food in both of their dishes, but only one of them was emptied when I looked again later"

"Ok then! Thank you!"

Through what my grandmother told me, I was more than sure of one thing: Elvis is not at home and wandering who knows where! Where is this cat anyways?

I went in my room to see the dishes as well and confirmed what I was told. While I was throwing my backpack on my armchair, I noticed Chessur sleeping in my bed, curled up in my pillow. I smiled. I wanted to walk slowly through the room to not wake him, but he did. He opened his eyes and when he saw me, he got in all fours and jumped at my feet and started nuzzling my ankles. I kneeled and started petting him on his head, smiling happily when noticing that he started purring loudly.

"Do you know where Elvis is?" I asked rhetorically after I took him in my arms and put myself in bed to rest a bit. Chessur did not answer, of course, but he widened his green eyes in a expression which looked annoyed in a strange way.

"The cat's one big pain in the backside sometimes, isn't he?" I asked again moving Chessur so our noses could touch a bit. He licked my nose after looking deep in my eyes a bit.

After that I stayed in bed a bit more to rest a little and then I changed my clothes into my usual house clothes. I went to the kitchen and started eating, thinking of what topic I should pick for my speech the next day. I was in total darkness and I simply had no idea!

But even thought everything was blank in my mind I decided that I had enough time to pick a topic, because it was only around 2 p.m. , so I started reading a random book from my small library, sitting up in my bed, my back being supported by my pumped up pillow, with Chessur curled up next to me.

After a few pages I noticed that another cat stepped inside my room. Elvis! I put the book away and went to him.

"Now where have you been all day long mister?" I asked after taking him in my hands, which was a pretty uneasy task knowing that Main Coons are very big and heavy, and lifting him up in front of me so my gaze could meet his. He hissed at me "Don't cha dare give me that!" I added.

He managed to make me let him go and he dropped to my feet starting to nuzzle me. "Suck up!" I said to myself, but I kneeled down and started petting him as well. After I stopped, he left once again not even looking behind him.

"What are we ever gonna do to him?" I asked sadly looking at Chessur who was staring the way Elvis left.

I continued reading and doing several other activities till 7 p.m. when I decided it's time for me to start looking for a speech topic. Before putting myself at the computer desk in my room I looked at Chessur, smiled a bitter-sweet smile and said:

"I better go and do my homework Chessur!" and then I added "You're so lucky to be a cat! Your life is so damn easy!"

Mistoffelees' POV:

After she told me that she'll be going at that strange machine to study, Johanna said something that made me a bit mad.

"Cats have an easy life? That's what she thinks? And she also said that she needs a topic for her speech, hmm…maybe I can help her! " I said to myself while watching her sitting on her chair and looking at the screen of what humans call 'computer'. "Tonight only she won't be human anymore! Tonight, I'll give her a night to remember!"