Whoa. How did this get to chapter ten? O.e Maybe my friends are right in saying I have no life. One girl actually takes my books every now and then; saying I read too much and that it's illegal... I think she's one of those average Americans who only reads 3 books a year... xD
*A few weeks after the last chapter. Katie's P.O.V.*
Well, I'd gone back. How or why, I have no idea. Maybe it was the looks on Caitlin's face whenever I saw her. Maybe it was me not being able to stand being at the Junkyard alone with Jenny and Jelly and the others. Maybe I actually missed it. I really don't know.
But 'Evalynne' and Caitlin were at my sides for most of the day, or another member of the tribe was. Miraculously, 'Celia', 'Juliana', 'Evalynne', 'Trish', 'Jake', 'Daisy', Caitlin, and I all managed to get the same lunch period. Big mistake on whoever made our schedules's part, but we're certainly not complaining. I usually got the seat directly in the middle of our group, so I could follow what the heck was going on. No one went out of their way (such as speaking like a robot, like Pouncival has once or twice in my presence) to make sure I could understand, and if I was confused, I'd simply ask and usually 'Daisy' or Caitlin would explain. 'Daisy' would because she usually listens more than she talks, and Caitlin was never reluctant to give me help. Plus, those two were usually next to me, except for Demeter (or Daisy. However you look at it) had been sick recently, so 'Juliana' took her place next to me. 'Rose' had been taken to the medical den (they didn't want to risk the hospital, seeing as we have no idea what her kid/kit is going to look like) a few days ago, they say the time is near. Maybe that's why 'Daisy' has suddenly fallen sick, she was worried about her sister. I actually didn't blame her, because even if the... thing got out, it might kill Bombalurina, to be blunt. I didn't want to consider that. As I believe I've told you before, I needed each and every cat at that Junkyard to go on.
But currently I was on my way back to the Junkyard, abandoning my book bag in the house that practically no one uses, and I decided to shift there too. As I started out the cat flap we had there -obviously for good reason - I ran into a pair of legs. I could tell right away these weren't legs of a Jellicle, and I'm reasonably sure my eyes must have widened to the size of dinner plates. Then I felt myself being picked up and I bit my lip. My thought process was along the lines of, Please, no. God, no. Set the cat down or be clawed in the face.
But of course, seeing as nothing goes my way, I wasn't put down, instead I was brought face to face with Caitlin. Again, I was faced with hoping with all my might that she wouldn't recognize my fur as practically the same shade as my hair color. "How many cats do these people have?" She asked, assumably, herself. "I've never seen this one before." With a sigh, she set me down and rang the bell. I flat-out ran to the Junkyard, praying she wouldn't follow me. Thankfully, she didn't. Although I have no idea where she went after realizing no one was going to answer the door. And, though I didn't know it at the time, no one would answer that door for a long, long time.
[A/N] Short chapter with a cliffie? Don't kill me. Although, if you did, then you wouldn't know what I have in store for y'all next. HA!
And in school, they're making us writer personal narratives for the billionth time in our school careers. There were seperate prompts, I picked the one about "Pick your favorite place and write about it. It can be indoors, outdoors, or even imaginary..." Know what I'm saying my favorite place is? The Jellicle Junkyard. That's write, Ruby pwns the school system, once again. xD