*reaches the classroon pawing at the large door, sighing and thinking to myself "why do I have to be so small.....such a pain.....why is it I have to become a cat at all, why couldn't I stay in my human form....." then resumes pawing trying to push it open*
*looks up towing my books and my bag with me, stopping every now and then to catch my breath...then my body shudders and I dash as fast as I can to the closest bathroom, coming back as my old self, fully dressed and without the extra bag* I hate it when that happens.......*my ears and tail twitch slightly, picking up my books and walking to my seat*
*soon the bell rings signaling the end of the class, as she yells for us to preform a song we know in a languae that we are comfortable with, the class groans as I smile brightly thinking aloud to myself and lost in my mind, not knowing where I am headed* What to do....what to do.....French.....italian...oh maybe latin...japanese.....german.....english....no....old english...hmmm....
"..something wrong? you have your books, you know where to go, whats stoping you? class starts in acouple minutes"
*Grabs the books with my teeth and drags them away, off to the class, with the addition of another bag*
"odd..."
*reaches the classroon pawing at the large door, sighing and thinking to myself "why do I have to be so small.....such a pain.....why is it I have to become a cat at all, why couldn't I stay in my human form....." then resumes pawing trying to push it open*
opens the door "...your welcome"
*looks up towing my books and my bag with me, stopping every now and then to catch my breath...then my body shudders and I dash as fast as I can to the closest bathroom, coming back as my old self, fully dressed and without the extra bag* I hate it when that happens.......*my ears and tail twitch slightly, picking up my books and walking to my seat*
"interesting girl."
*looks over at the man, stiffing slightly as the teacher begins class, and I take notes*
walks off "so much to do"
*soon the bell rings signaling the end of the class, as she yells for us to preform a song we know in a languae that we are comfortable with, the class groans as I smile brightly thinking aloud to myself and lost in my mind, not knowing where I am headed* What to do....what to do.....French.....italian...oh maybe latin...japanese.....german.....english....no....old english...hmmm....