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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Chapter Five

Magic School

The night of my arrival at the hunter’s house, Eva’s father left on an important business trip, and as I lay on the foot of her bed that Friday morning, I wasn’t too surprised to hear a tight little peck on the window.  Still sleepy eyed, I yawned and quickly padded over to it.

“Buenos Noches, Senorita Gato,” said the little yellow canary from the other side of the window screen, to me, a sleepy eyed cat sitting on the window ledge.  I had anticipated this the night before and opened the window during my wakeful hours of the night (a largely feline thing; which was often the reason I stayed sleepy all the time).

“And you, Senor Saturday.”  I called him this because that was his name meaning, the Spanish word for the day of the weekend that I favored most (my sleep in day).  But at the moment, I wasn’t too amused; for one, it was a Tuesday, and second, anything that interrupted my sleep schedule usually made me grumpy.

He hopped closer on his tree branch to peer in.  “The miss...she is sleeping, si?

“Sound as stone,” I inferred.  “But I am not absolute on how much longer.  What message do you bring, Sabado?”

“Ah, no message, miss.  I only come to check on you.  You are settling well, I take it?”

“So far,” I said, yawning.

“And she is...pleasant to you? Happy?” He hopped on one foot, nervous.

“Well, she fancies me, that I am for sure,” I said.  “She’s very kind, though she seems too smart for only seven...”

His eyes grew wide.  “Does she suspect anything?”

I thought about this for a few seconds.  I had already broken a rule of The Code; we were not allowed to verbally communicate with humans in any way, as long as we were animals, except in strictly animal.  This rule was never feared because our kind typically didn’t associate themselves with Whole Humans, especially not in animal form.  I was probably the first in a long time to break that rule...which wouldn’t sit well with the others.  I swallowed.  “Ah, no...Not at all. She’s just not your average child.  Just a bit well rounded, that’s all.”

“I see.”  Relief flooded his feathery face.  “It is good to hear that you are being taken good care of already.”  He glanced about the gray morning.  The sun had still not completely risen, though it was on the verge. The Alpha would be expecting his report.  “I must get back to the Pack,” he said.

I nodded.  Even though the Half Ones were predominantly canine, Pride was the term used to describe us at first, since cats were the most plentiful form of all the shape shifters in the beginning.  Lion was the first King of all the Half Ones spanning contintents, and had an eloquent council of only the smartest and wisest to govern over us.  With our numbers so low nowadays, there was no need for a King...we just had an Alpha.

“I’ll see you around soon, then,” I said.  I jumped down from the windowsill and situated myself back on the bed where I had been previous, my spot still warm. Then I went back to sleep and dreamt of my history grades and my own, nice, warm bed.  It’s probably because your not so used to this ‘domesticated’ thing just yet....I thought warily.

When I finally woke it was almost four hours later. The girl was just beginning to stir.  It was already ten in the morning.  I yawned, not wanting to get up just yet.  “Good morning, Victoria,” she said, stretching.  Even slept on, her hair fell in the same waves as the night before, and her freckled face sported a rosy, well rested glow.

“Mhm,” I yawned, stretching out.

“Well, get up, silly!”  She said as she got up, laughing.  “We gotta go to school today!”

I just stared at her.  “Wait...what?!  School?!”

“Well, what else am I gunna do with you?”  She rolled her eyes but smiled.

“Uhm...well, you see is no place for cats,” I explained.

“Sure it is!”  She cried cheerfully.  “I see cats there all the time.”

“But not-” Ugh, how do I find a way to put this... “-not special cats like me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, Eva,” I began in my best schoolteacher’s voice, “You can talk to me, right?”

“Right,” she said, sounding even more adorable for her age.

“You see, I’m not just any cat, I’m a magic cat.  The cats that hang around there are homeless, and a cat of my stature would hardly be seen with them,” I lied.  Really, I just didn’t want to hang around a school doing nothing all day when I really needed to get to my own school. If I was gone too long, people would start asking questions.  “What if they steal all of my magic?  Then, how would I ever get back to my family?  Besides, I might get caught by the pound.”

“Then what would I do with you?”  She questioned.  “I can’t leave you here, or momma will find you, and then she really wouldn’t be happy.  No more cats, Evan,” she quoted with a dramatic, sour look on her face.

“I have school of my own to attend,” I said, not entirely lying.  “Magic school.”  Okay, now I was definitely lying.  “But I promise I’ll be right back as soon as I’m finished there.”  I smiled sweetly.

“Cross your heart?”  She said stubbornly.

“Hope to die.  Stick a needle in my eye,” I said, and I held out my hand.

Eva looked at me funny for a minute, and then took it attentively.  “I’ve never met a cat that likes to shake hands,” she said in a strange voice.

“Well, this one does,” I said as I chuckled.  “Remember what we talked about last night?  About not telling anyone about me talking?”

She nodded solemnly, and my heart almost broke.  Did she use those eyes on her mother?

“Well...that rule is still in place.  No telling, Eva, or I’ll disappear forever.”

“I won’t, I won’t!”  She said excitedly.  “I don’t want you to disappear forever.  You’re an even better friend than Sophie.”

Out of the blue, Eva’s mom called from downstairs.  “It’s time to get ready for school, Honey!”  She shouted.  “Come downstairs for some biscuits and jelly!”  Instantly, my stomach growled.  I was so hungry...

“Yes’m!”  Eva said.  “I gotta go,” she said happily.  “I’ll see you when I get home, k?”

I hopped onto the open window ledge.  “I’ll be here.  Remember the promise too.”

The young child saluted me before grabbing her little toy story backpack and running out the bedroom door.  Just as quickly, I leapt for the tree outside the window and, with my claws sticking into the side, I inched my way down.  It was early, but if I ran and cut through the forest, I should be able to make up 15 minutes of drive time on foot in about 30, which would make me only about ten minutes late or less to Biology.  I groaned at the thought of that much physical exertion and thanked myself for having stowed away extra clothes in my waterproof backpack, which were hidden safely in the shrubs by the fence where I had left them only yesterday.  After all, a shape shifter never knew when spare clothes would come in handy.

I dodged out of sight and into the thick, woodsy thicket near Eva’s house.

Submitted: March 14, 2012

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