Chapter 2
The first thing that greeted Feather as soon as she walked into her apartment, was her cat Oliver. A farely large cat in length, he made up for it in his playful yet 'I'm the coolest shit on the street' attitude. He was now seven years old, Oliver was only a couple months old when she had first recieved him. Besides her cat to keep her company, she also had a ten year old monk parrot named Cracker. A very obnoxious animal, who will not stop cackling until Feather gets in his sights and stays there. So she always let him out of his cage by taking the lock off. Since he can open the door to his cage and escape on his own.
As Feather started to change into her casual clothes and out of her work clothes, the phone rang. She jumped a good five feet in the air, rarely did the phone ring. Quickly sliping on a black Dead Kennedys t-shirt, she picked it up.
"Hello?" Feather asked meekly.
"Hello? Hay Feather!" Squealed the voice on the other line.
She quickly pulled the phone away from her ear, it was her bestfriend Maria. Maria had the complete opposite personality as Feather. She was always trying to get Feather to socialize more with guys and chicks, though she didn't think so, Maria was doing a helpful thing. Especially since Feather is such a shut in.
"Hay, I was wondering, would you like to have lunch with me tomorrow? Since it's a Saturday and I know you don't have work!" Feather could just feel happiness and excitement brimming from Maria's confident and defiant voice. Feather seriously wished she had confidence in her words like that.
"I guess so..." She answered it reluctantly but secretly she liked it when Maria invited her somewhere, because hardly anyone ever asked her to join them.
"Good, I'll stop by your apartment and pick you up at around noonish to 1 o' clock!" Maria burst out happily, "Talk to you then, bye!"
Just before Feather could say a simple 'bye' herself Maria hung up. "She is quite hyper, isn't she Cracker?" He only answered with an annoying cackle and a fluff of his green feathers. "I think you two would get along great." She giggled to herself.
Feather woke to a loud crash! Her mind groggily wondered what time it was and what that sound came from. She glanced sleepy eyed over to the clock sitting on the stand next to her bed. In blaring red numbers it read 1:53 A.M. Feather pulled her eyes away, now feeling a little more alive and awake. What was that sound from? She slowly shook her head and tucked it under her covers, "It was probably just Oliver," she yawned to herself as she dozed off back to a deep sleep.
Next morning was a slow morning, forcing herself out of bed by falling out of it seemed to be the only way she could get herself to wake up. The alarm blared relentlessly, making her head hurt. "Shut up you damn clock!" Feather crawled to her hands and knees and slammed the button to turn it off.
Getting to her feet, she tossed a look over at the digital clock, it was 9:21 A.M. She let out a dramatic sigh and softly stepped her way to the fridge. The only room that was actually its own room, was the bathroom. You could see everything from her bed all the way to her small kitchen. It is quite a petite apartment, but Feather thought it fit her prefectly though her mother disaproved. There really wasn't a livingroom for a couch or t.v., Feather figured she wouldn't need one anyway since she never planned on have anyone over besides Maria anyway.
She poured herself a bowl of Pops cereal and sat down on a tall wooden stool that faced her bed and white washed wall. To feel a little less awkward, though Feather didn't know why she felt that way, she flipped the radio on. Commercials. Those damn radio commercials. Feather hated them, so she ended up turning it right back off. Only about two and a half more hours to go. She couldn't understand why she was feeling so weird, for some reason she felt she shouldn't leave her apartment. But why?
Feather decided to brush it off and get ready.
Authors note: sorry this is taking so long to get around to things, but I dont want things happening right away. get what I'm saying? XD reviews and stuff are nice! 3 meow.
