Cat's pov:
I feel so different from everyone else. Maybe I'm a different breed. Maybe I'm my own species. Maybe they'll realize it and make a new species called Cat. Maybe i could tell scientists and make millions of dollars. But no amount of money would bring Jade back to me. I mean we still hang out but i can tell she's on guard if i get close to her. She may have lost Beck but she doesn't want me either, i can't blame her though. I wouldn't want me either. Can i person hate them self enough to think of them self as another person?
Maybe I'm not listening. Jade, Did you ever think of that? You tell me to listen cause its important but i can't. Its not me this time its you though. I can't focus when I'm forced to watch as your mouth delicately forms every word. Well i can but not on what your saying. I try to focus on a squirrel behind Jade so i could at least half hear what she says but its over before i begin. Squirrels are really fluffy you know.
I smile at her hopefully maybe she won't notice. She walks over really close to me and i suddenly wish i had been focusing. I felt myself bit my bottom lip lightly as she approached now hovering inches from my body, her face mere centimeters from mine. And i yet again close the gap between our lips without thinking, though this time she doesn't get mad. No. She just smiles and asks what that was for. I shrug and say "So blame it on my A.D.D. baby."