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It took one month, four days, six hours, and twelve minutes, of being friends with Cat before I actually could say I knew her. Before I could truthfully say that I understand a fraction of who she is.

Two days earlier….

I look over at the redhead next to me in the back seat of her brother's car as he drives us to the mall. I then look at the driver his name is Frankie, he's twenty and he seems like a pretty cool dude, especially after what I've heard about him in school. Apparently he went to Hollywood Arts about five years ago as an artist, he even helped paint some of the school's wall designs. But he was expelled after some incident, nobody ever goes into details about it, but they say it was really bad. But so far he seems normal enough.

"So do you want to get Mexican and froyo, or Korean and Cinnabon?" Cat asks me, her eyes filled with excitement and glee.

I purse my lips in a silly thinking face to make her laugh (Which I succeed) and say, "Definitely Korean and Cinnabon, froyo and Mexican is end of activities food, and we want to be able to still run around the mall after our meal." I tell her.

"You speak true words my curly haired friend." Cat says using her laid back Beck impression, which never fails to make me snort and laugh like a huge nerd.

Fifteen minutes later…

So after parking and heading to the food court, Frankie offered to wait in line and order for all of us. So I find myself playing a game of to slow on the table with Cat.

"Ha Ha, too slow Robbie." Cat giggled as I failed to catch her hands for the third time in a row.

"Well you have the advantage of cat like reflexes." I try to justify.

"Excuses, excuses." She states proudly.

"Here we go, kiddos." Frankie said as he put the trays holding containers of good on the table.

Cat and I both smile as we all begin to dig in.

Twenty minutes later…

After eating Frankie told Cat to call his phone if she had any problems or when we were ready to go, before he went off to do his own thing and give us some privacy to hang out as friends.

"Thanks again Robbie for coming to the mall with me, Jade doesn't like going on the weekends, she says there are too many people smiling." Cat tells me with pink tinted cheeks.

"Anytime Cat, it's nice hanging out with you, almost like those days when you're young and recess feels like it lasts forever." I say admiring the blush she gets so often. "You know, what I mean?" I ask.

"I actually totally get it." She says. "And thanks for leaving Rex at home, I like him, but I don't think Frankie would." Cat said.

"He's an acquired taste, I've known that for a while." I say.

We continue just walking around the mall talking, chasing each other around, even playing a childish game of tag at one point for about forty-five minutes until we saw a crowd surrounding what seemed to be someone making a huge scene. That's when I saw all the lightness and fun drain from Cat's face as she ran through the crowd and I ran after her.

"STOP IT!" Frankie yelled at a animatronic clown. "STOP LAUGHING AT ME!" He yelled one final time before throwing a speaker at the robotic clown stopping the recorded laughter as it smashed into it.

"Frankie!" Cat yelled in a concerned yet disappointed tone as mall security grabbed him by the arms.

"You know this man?" One of the guards ask Cat.

"Yes, he's my brother, he's troubled." She said.

The guard nodded with understanding, "We still have to escort him off the premises."

"And our parents will receive a bill for the damaged property, it's fine." Cat said.

I just stood there watching mouth agape as it unfolded. Then Cat turned to look at me, saw my face and wiped a year from her eye before saying, "You'll have to call your mom or someone to pick you up, I think it's best if you don't ride home with us." She didn't sound irritated, but embarrassed, embarrassed that I had seen, but not surprised.

As she walked away with the security officers and her brother, i pulled out my phone and texted my mom.

Present…

I sit at lunch with the rest of the gang waiting for Cat to show up. A few minutes later she does just that.

"Hi Beck, Andre, Jadey, Robbie, and Rex." She said brightly.

"So you haven't fallen down the rabbit hole yet?" Rex asked and Cat looked puzzled.

"Shut it up, Shapiro." Jade said putting a hand on Cat's.

I glare at Rex, as Beck asks how Cat's weekend was.

"Pretty boring, my brother killed a robot clown." Cat said gaining looks from the others.

The way she said it, with a false sense of boredom showed me how scared she was. Scared of being like him.

It took one month, four days, six hours, and twelve minutes, of being friends with Cat before I could actually say I knew her. Before I could truthfully say that I understand a fraction of who she is.

She's the bravest person I know.