Chapter 4: Marie
In the bedroom, Kat and Jacob, the other man, placed me onto the bed like I was as light as a feather (which, I know I am not, based on my religion that I have to eat at least a bag of cheetos and finish a pint of ice cream in a week). Jacob sorted through my clothes with Kat, side by side, to find something I could change into.
I looked around the bedroom, which I predicted was Kat's bedroom. It looked nothing like an average girl's bedroom. It was clean and tidy, except for the closet, which was packed with weapons and clothes of all different colors and types. I was a larger size compared to Kat, whose body most humans would only dream about, and gave her an almost catlike, graceful aura, which suited her, since she was a shapeshifter.
When they finally found one that would fit me, Kat rushed me into the bathroom so fast I couldn't even protest. When I opened my eyes a couple seconds later, I saw that she had already managed to get me into a dress and was lying on the couch many feet away as if she had waited hours for me to be done. Though the dress was supposed to be flowy and long, it looked like a mini dress on me, but not half as bad as anything else in Kat's wardrobe would look on me.
She looked at me and said,"Is it okay? I know it doesn't fit well but-" She stopped when she saw me grin at her from the mirror on her door. She chuckled and leaped up from off the couch to escort me, along with Jacob, to the dining room.