Andre's point of view
"Hey little red." I said walking up to Cat who was standing by the janitor's closet.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" She asked. She was very slow and sensitive.
"Like I said before; you're little and your hair is red." I said.
"Oh…okay. My brother has a little red comb and yesterday he-"
"What you doin'?" I asked cutting her off. I did not want to hear a story about her brother…again.
"Oh, I'm watching Jade." She said looking into the closet. She was only looking through a crack so, I don't think Jade noticed.
"Watching her do what?" I asked.
"She's acting really weird. She's cutting up flowers! Who does that to cute little flowers?" Cat screeched.
"Cat, calm down. They're just flowers. They'd die sooner or later anyway." I said.
"WHAT"S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?"
"Everything dies, Cat." I said.
"I can smell you. What do you want?" Jade asked from inside the closet. We opened the door and went in.
"WHY ARE YOU KILLING THE FLOWERS?" Cat asked.
"Because I do what I want." Jade said.
"WHY?" Cat asked.
"Because." Jade answered.
"WHY?" Cat asked again.
"Why is your hair that color?"
"Because." Cat answered.
"Exactly." Jade said.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Cat asked. "Oh my gosh! Stop killing the flowers!"
"No." Jade said.
"Why not?" Cat asked.
"Again Cat, it doesn't matter. Everything dies sooner or later." I said.
"WHAT?" Not puppies!" Cat said.
"Mhmm. Dogs and cats and birds and flowers and butterflies and horses an-" Jade started before Cat cut her off.
"NO!" Cat screeched. "My brother likes cats and dogs and horses an-"
"I'm bored now." Jade said leaving the closet and her cut flowers behind, but not the scissors… She also left me behind to listen to all the things Cat's brother likes. Yay.