She's all puppies and rainbows when she's around your friends and family. She's supposed to be that way…she's Caterina Valentine, the picture of innocence and wonder; she might as well be a child.
She's different with you. Why not be different with you? You're together; it's like being best friends, but on a whole other level.
You know a lot about her.
She's insecure, she's affectionate, she's depressed, she's not the brightest crayon in the box …the list goes on. But you love her no less.
You never really know what to expect with her. For all you know, you could come home one day and find Cat lounging on your couch with a kitten on her lap.
Obviously the kitten would be for you.
But then you'd have to upset her by saying that your dad is allergic to Cat's. But then you'll promise (pinky promise, obviously) that you'd find the cat and loving home.
There are those days when Cat follows you around like a lost puppy. It's not like you mind or anything.
You've gotten used to her timidly lacing your fingers together when you walk side by side, and how she has to take a few more steps than you because of the height difference. She never seems to mind though, as long as she's with you.
But then there are those days where she just shuts you out complelely. Well not just you, but everyone really.
She'll be quiet at school and stare off into space more than usual.
You know it's really bad though, when she declines candy that you offer her.
It's never your fault when she shuts everyone out. She never does tell you why she does that.
Whenever you bring it up, she feigns ignorance and quickly changes the topic.
Eveyone cares about Cat. Yeah, even Jade cares about her, but she'll never admit it.
You never did understand why no one ever tries to cheer her up though.
Sure she pretty much distances herself from everyone when she's in her depressed mood, but as her friends, it's your jobs to cheer her up, right?
Apparently not because whenever you ask them to assist you with cheering up the small ball of usual sunshine, they make up terrible excuses.
You knock on her bedroom door, knowing that she's in there by herself.
She doesn't open the door until you threaten to stab Mr. Purple (whom you stole from her locker) in the neck (and a certain other place...) with a pair of Jade's scissors (she wanted the act done with something she uses daily because apparently a random pair of scissors aren't worthy enough of doing the deed).
"No, stop! Then he'll never have kids!," She yells as she thrusts her bedroom door open. Her eyes are wide with fear, while her hand instantly goes for the purple giraffee.
To think that she still falls for this trick, especially since youv'e lost count of how many times you have used it.
"I just want to be alone," She mumbles.
So then you reluctantly nod, obly to step into her bedroom and sit on her plush bed.
She will sigh and roll her eyes, but shut the door anyway.