Introduction
The Beginning of Friendship
I walked the streets of my hometown, waiting, thinking something obvious was going to occurr. Maybe even something, out of the ordinary. Today was a schoolday. I was kicked off the bus, but my friends from the High Five still talked to me.
Jinx was one of my best friends. She never let me down and lived in my neihborhood, too. She would walk to school with me, at times. But, other than that, she remained safe in the hands of Brother Blood.
It all started on the day when Jinx and I were walking home together...
We always walked past a burnt down warehouse, so she flicked her brown pigtails at me, "Hey, How 'bout we go check the place out..."
I stood my ground, nervous about what was going to happen. "I don't..."
"Come on... It'll be fun!"
She tugged at my wrist and led me inside. Everything was pouring down green and pink. A lot of it. My glance shifted to the ooze, goozing out from the walls. "Uh... Jinx?"
I looked into the darkness before me. She always loved cats. She even told me, that she was nocturnal! I knew she wasn't. I knew it had to be a joke... She was no where in sight. I was even starting to get a bit worried.
What if we never get out of here! What if- "Chesh! Come on!"
It was a voice. Jinx's voice. I was sure of it... I walked forward... "Jinx!" A hand touched my wrist. I jumped four feet up in the air and was met with a pair of glowing pink cat eyes. "Jinx... I don't know if we should-"
"Chesh, it's me- Jinx... What's wrong?"
"You... You're pink!"
"No, I'm not... Stop making me believe in that stuff..."
The hand let go. It was Jinx's hand. It was her voice and her actions. She was always reckless. I was always... What she would call- a kitten...
"Chesh? Why do your eyes look different?"
"Jinx, I told you- I'm not the only one who's changed!"
I grabbed Jinx's arm, tore her out of the warehouse. She was the pale pink one. I was lime green.. Well- besides the pale skin of mine... I always wondered, what was that place, Why was it there, and why wasn't it torn down, long ago?
That was the day we hid from the world... It soon became hard for me to hold a pencil in school, as well... My nails refused to stop growing, and neither did my long black locks of hair. My mom even insisted that I wear her old Kimono's everyday, for the rest of the year...
Jinx soon became tired of everyone calling her names... 'Kitty Girl', 'Cat eyes'... Nothing changed... We soon decided to just run off... Never come back...
It was easy for Jinx. Except for the fact that, her friends got suspicious. Although, when it came to me, things just got worse, and worse... and even more terrifying...