Tuesday had now passed and the excited Brittany woke up and squealed in happiness, because it was her cats tenth birthday. She jumped out of bed straight into her favorite pink fuzzy cat slippers, and secured them onto her feet. She smelled the air , for some odd reason, and squeaked out a "smells like a birthday!" into the practically vacant room with much delight.
She ran out of her hot pink bedroom like a child on Christmas morning excited to open their presents, and darted down the black spiral stair case, then through the totally green hallway, and made her way into the room that belonged to her beloved, ten year old cat.
She knocked on the door once, but soon the door flung open as she ran over to the obese cat laying on a huge lumpy, red, cat bed, that she bought him last year, for his ninth birthday. She picked up her felon pet, and held him up to her face and gave him a big kiss on his nose, and then carried him out of the room, into the living room. She set the cat on the miniature couch built in cat size, and skipped down the hall to the closet with the brown wooden door. She reached high to the top shelf, where she pulled a decent sized gift bag off, and made sure she had a tight grip before pulling it down to her view.
She made her way back into the spotless living room, and placed the polka dotted shiny bag in front of the hairy fat cat, with excitement beyond measure. She took the round object out of the bag slowly, for the fingerless creature, until the round object was exposed, reveling to be a leather, black, collar, with a diamond right in the middle of the front. The brainless animal stayed on the cat couch with little expression, while overjoyed Brittany almost choked him, trying to attach the two ends of the expensive gift around his chubby throat. She shrieked after accessorizing the poor thing, and remembered about the special breakfast in the cats birthday bowl, that Brittany bought him in honor of his first birthday.
She rushed into the kitchen and found the cupboard where which the dish was, and set it on the floor. She grabbed the cats favorite wet food out of the same exact cupboard, but a different shelf, and a plastic spoon out of the drawer beside the cupboard. While peeling the metallic lid off with the help of the pull tab, she slightly sliced her finger, but paid it no mind as she scooped the content out of the can into the fancy bowl.
She called her baby to go get his food but he didn't come so she took about 50 concerned steps to the living room to find him starting at the blank TV screen. She assumed he was maybe tired because she had interrupted his slumber earlier, so she turned back to the kitchen to make her own breakfast.
She first, got the half empty jug of milk out of the fridge, and then the regular sized box of cereal out of the cupboard. She placed both on the bar-like counter and went to get a spoon and a bowl. After returning, she poured the cereal to fill half her bowl, and when pouring the milk she overflowed it a little, but ignored her mess. Then she walked to the counter to get a huge scoop of sugar to pour in along with the rest. The bowl overflowed a lot after the sugar was added, but she still didn't mind as she gulped the food down as fast as she could.
After the scarfing down of food, she ran herself into the bathroom, after reaching into the fridge for her diet coke. She turned the sink on, grabbed her tooth brush and began singing happy birthday very loudly, while applying toothpaste to the brush. She did her usual brush, spit, rinse with her diet coke, and skipped back up to her room, to find her cheer wear, and put it on, then pulled her blonde hair back into a ponytail.
She looked in the mirror, twirled around, and screamed "perfect", then heard a knock on the door. She rambled Down around the spiral stairs and opened the door to pleasantly see Sam, and she welcomed him with a huge hug. They weren't in a hurry, but they rushed out anyways.
He opened the passengers-side door of his blue car for Brittany. She was pleased about his gentleman-like behavior, and hopped inside. He ran to the other side and started up the engine. Just as he was pulling out, Brittany remembered, Tubbingtons may appreciate it if she returned him to his room.
She requested they go back in to put him to bed, and Sam agreed 100%. So they walked into the unlocked door, and scurried into the living room, where the cat lay.
Brittany leaned over to pick him up, but realized he wasn't breathing. She shrieked in horror, and yelled "Sam!" While tears poured out of her eyes, and suddenly she felt it coming, her asthma.
She grabbed her chest tightly. "Sa-a-aaa-ammmmm, h-e-hell-" she said, trying to breath, but could only gasp, and barely that. He turned from examining the dead cat, and saw her as she fell from upright to her knees, and he caught her before she hit the floor. He recognized the symptoms, and his eyes darted around the room for the inhaler, not noticing her reaching at her bag. She coughed, and wheezed, harder and harder, trying to scream to get his attention. He soon realized her trying to communicate, so he grabbed her purse, and Began going through it frantically. He eventually located the inhaler and put it in her hand, and sat her up best he could. She shoved it into her mouth, and let go of her chest to squeeze his arm hard. She drops the inhaler on the floor after a minute, and grabbed her chest again.
"It hurts!" she screamed in pain, gripping his arm tighter.
"It's gonna be ok, trust me, gorgeous. Follow my breathing" he says holding her closer to his chest, and rubs the hand holding her chest. She soon regained air into her body propperly. and they both starred into each others eyes for a moment, relaxing, at last.
She let her grip on his, now totally purple arm, up, and her mouth dropped of shock, because her secret was revealed. She begged him not to tell any of the others, and that the only soul that knew was Santana, though her pleading was unessasary, he swore he wouldn't none-the-less.
Her eyes lost focus on the young man, and turned to the cat. She sniffed, but couldn't hold back her tears for more than a short moment, and began to bawl shortly. Sam did his best to ease her suffering, but had a hard time trying to sooth her and reduce her tears, but he eventually got her calm.
Sam wrapped the departed cat in an old, raggedy towel, until Brittany insisted he at least wrap him in her old blanket she loved so much, and he did just that, in respect of her wishes. They soon found a box, that wasn't trashy what-so-ever, but wasn't too big either. Sam carefully stuffed the animal in, and they buried the beast in the backyard.
Sam decided that they should leave for school since they were already very late, and the horrified still Brittany sobbed for a little while, but agreed they should go.
They walked around the giant house, slowly and sadly, and walked up to the car where Sam, again, opened her for her, but this time she could have cared less. She slowly stepped into the car, still crying quietly. Sam waited til she was in comfortably until he shut the door. After he got into his own side he tried to get her calmed down but it was no use. He pulled out of the driveway, enduring his girlfriends whining, until they got to school.
When they arrived at the school, at almost eleven-forty, Sam suggested Brittany they should wait till class was over, and arrive on time to their next. Brittany didn't care, she just wanted her cat back, but yet she answered with OK. They waited in the car with the sound of the radio in the background until it was time to go in.
Later, while Sam was in his last class before glee, he noticed his male teacher staring at one of his student throughout the class. The student was sitting three seats in front of Sam, so he didn't see her face until the end of class. When class was dismissed, Sam realized this girl the teacher was staring at was Marley!
Sam was shocked at his discovery more-so when she didn't leave class right away. He asked to walk Marley to glee, with concern, but the teacher then claimed he needed to speak with her. Sam stayed standing in the door way, staring at the instructor. The man soon shot him an evil look and raised his voice to say "in private". Sam looked at Marley and she eyed him an "it's alright". Sam left the room after saying "see you in glee, Marley", hinting she ought walked down to glee club, but contemplated running back to get Marley.
He entered the room where the other participants of glee club sat, discussing their music, until Sam spoke up, and revealed Marley's secret to the now confused group.
When kitty heard, she felt her body start to fall, but caught herself before anyone could notice. She mentally panicked, but let no-one know.
"So, teachers have asked all of us to stay after class one time or another, right?" Said the annoyed Tina, wanting to pick up on the old discussion.
Sam explained still panicked, that he was acting peculiar as a teacher, and about how he snapped on him.
Jake was twice as nervous as Sam, until he could not take it any more. He stormed toward the door and opened it with inpatients, but almost ran into Marley on his way to find her.
Marley jumped back expecting the boy to run into her, but he didn't.
"What's going on Marley?" Jake asked, as he shut the door behind him.
Marley didn't know what to say, or how to explain about the harmless conversations, and words exchanged between the two. So she did what anyone would do.
"I'm falling math, and he's trying to find me a tutor, and I asked him not to tell." She said, in lie form.
Jake was relieved. He opened the door, in dismissal of the conversion, and acted as though nothing has happened.