I gasped in surprise and jumped back, but tripped over a lump of grass. Thinking quickly I wrapped my hands around my stomach, trying to make sure the cat wouldn't be too jostled or swished when I fell.

"What the hell!" I gasped "Who the hell are you?" I asked as a second thought. The boy above me stopped snarling and cocked his head to the side slightly.

"Why do you want to know?" he asked after a pause.

I scoffed.

"Oh well I don't know, maybe the fact that it's the middle of the night and when I turn around there's this weird boy snarling at me, tends to make me wonder who the hell you are."

"You say hell a lot." He commented.

"Well I can think of a few other things I could say!" I spat, and started to get up, making sure I had hold of the cat, the boy just stood there looking at me.

"Are you hurt?" he asked.

Not as if he sounded bothered.

"No!"

"Oh… why are you holding your stomach like that?"

"Well don't you ask a lot of questions?" I mocked.

"Are you going to answer the question?"

"Why should I, you don't answer any of mine."

He surprise, surprise didn't answer, just stood there staring at me; I resisted the urge to start messing with my hair to make sure it wasn't all other the place. I turned away from him and again went to walk back onto the road. But he quickly stepped into my way.

"Do you mind, I snapped "I want to get back onto the road."

"No, I don't mind, are you going to answer my question?"

I gaped at him.

"No!"

He smirked slightly and re-crossed his arms, I went to move past him but he stepped into my way, I moved again with the same result.

"Oh will you move out my way!" I went to push past him, but gasped and jumped back in surprise.

"Oh my god, you're freezing cold!" I gasped, I looked at what he was wearing for the first time, luckily the moon was still out so I could see pretty well what he was wearing, which was a black and yellow waste coat with a grey vest on underneath, he was also wearing a worn long grey coat, so why was he so cold? I only had on what I'd worn for school with a fleece over the top and I didn't feel that cold, a bit chilly maybe but what can you do? I frowned slightly; the boy didn't seem that phased about my outburst he just stood there.

"Why are you so cold?" I couldn't help myself from asking, he just raised his eyebrows, and I sighed.

"Oh for god's sake, if I answer your question will you let me passed?"

He seemed to think for a moment then nodded.

"Right, I'm holding my stomach because as I was walking home I found an abounded kitten" I snapped, and right on cue said kitten began to meow loudly "So I'm taking it home" I went to walk past, but he held out his arm

'Oh what now?' I thought, and turned to look at him "I answered your question, so let me passed!"

Instead of letting me pass he asked me another question

"Why?"

"Why, what?" I snapped.

"Why are you taking it home?"

"Because if I didn't it would die, Now are you going to let me passed?"

He was still for a moment then moved out of my way, I didn't bother saying thank you he should have let me walk passed to begin with.

"Why where you in the field anyway?" he asked.

"You know, I've answered all your questions but you've answered none of mine." I started to walk along the road.

"So?" he asked walking along behind me.

"So, you should answer some of mine."

"Why?"

"Because it's only fair,"

"Oh" he didn't sound convinced.

"Ok" I said "I'll answer one of your questions if you answer one of mine"

He seemed to think it over.

"Ok" he said.

"Right…" I began to say

"So why where you in the field?" He interrupted.

"Hey" I said rounding on him, "It's my turn to ask a question!"

He scowled but let me speak,

"So… Why were YOU in the field?" I asked, as he seemed so interested in knowing my reason I wanted to know his as well.

He paused for a moment I thought he wasn't going to answer, but then he hesitantly started speaking.

"I was hiding!"

"From who?" I asked.

"That's another question" he smirked.

I huffed in annoyance.

"What about you, why were you in the field?"

"Well this weird man drove past in his truck, and… I don't know I just had this weird feeling, plus he looked like a right proper weirdo he probably would have tried to run me over"

"Hmm" was his only replay.

"Who were you hiding from?"

"Why so interested?"

"Why won't you tell me" I retorted.

He paused for a moment we were nearing my house by now.

I turned to look at him again but jumped back in surprise he was a lot closer then I'd expected.

"Because", he whispered leaning close into my face, my face began to feel unusually hot, "It's none of your business" he then moved away I blinked in surprise, "Oh and by the way" he said turning back round "You've got dirt on your butt."

I gasped and turned my head wiping my hands against my trousers, by the time I looked back up again he was gone 'What! Where did he go?' I thought. After another few minutes, another thought accrued to me 'why was he looking at my arse?'

Making sure the cat was secure I climbed back up into my room. Walking in and gently depositing the kitten onto my bed I started quietly rummaging around my room. After finding a nice sized box, and spare blanket I put the blanket snuggly in the box then put the box next to the still warm radiator so hopefully, if the cat decided to sleep it it, it should be warm. Then I snuck down stairs into the kitchen and grabbed some ham, and two small red and white bowls from the cupboard then walked quietly back to my room. I'd put the ham in one bowl and took the other to the bathroom to fill with water. I picked the cat up and dipped my fingers in the water then held it up so the cat could lick the water off, I did this every though minutes then I moved onto the food using the same technique, feeding small pieces to the starving cat.

I'd watched on an animal rescue program that if your feeding a rescued cat that hasn't been fed for a while, which in this poor cat's case was one of the problems, then your only supposed to feed them a bit of food every like fifteen minutes or else the cat will get ill, I wasn't too sure about the drink, I think you're supposed to let them have a bit for every five minutes or something, I did this for a while until I was sure the cat wasn't hungry or thirsty.' I'll take it to the vets tomorrow' I thought as I got undressed and put on my pyjamas. Plus It would be nice to know what its sex is (Because it's so small you can't tell) I put it into cardboard box to sleep in. Mainly because if it slept with me I'd worry that I'd roll over and squish it, I smiled slightly as I got into bed, only to get out a little while later to pick up the kitten and bring it to bed with me, it wouldn't stop meowing, and I couldn't resist it's cuteness when I went over to comfort it. Well tonight has been eventful I thought. After the cat finally had shut up and gone to sleep, not only have I saved a cat but I've also had the, I don't know misfortune? Of meeting the strangest boy I've ever met, and I've met some strange people I mean, look at my teachers at school 'Mmm I don't know' I thought sleepily. 'Maybe it's the norm around here' I fell asleep dreaming about a boy with razor sharp teeth.

The scene with the cat is actually based on an actual cat. My step dad happened to see a little cat on the road as we were driving home, so the cat in the story (If you keep reading) is based on a real cat malnourishment and probable abandonment an all. Thanks for reading, please comment and tell me what you think.

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