Brandon went to the football field with his friends, Jerome and Harry. They played football while other boys joined them shortly. Brandon became the goalkeeper. Suddenly, he saw a blonde cat walking on the grass. He moved towards it and looked at it, "Wow, she just looks like Kate!" He said to himself.

The cat saw him and ran away. He ran after her and reached a tree behind the school garden. Kate was sleeping under it. The cat curled on his stomach and slept.

Brandon sat on his toes and pressed his face over his palms as he stared at Kate's face. Kate seemed uncomfortable with the cat on his stomach. Brandon picked up the cat in his arms and lay beside Kate.

Then, he moved his hands towards Kate's face and squeezed his nose. Kate remained still for sometime, then, he got uncomfortable and finally slapped Brandon's hand and rolled to the other side, away from his bag. Brandon chuckled and looked at Kate's bag.

He picked it up and looked at the cat, sitting on his stomach.
"Let's play a prank, Kate 2.0" Brandon said to the cat. He picked her up and tried to stuff her inside Kate's bag.
"There's not enough space, oh well," Brandon upturned the bag.

"It's stuffed with so much useless stuff—" His crimson eyes stopped at the DVD. He picked up the DVD and looked at it. He narrowed his eyes, "Interesting,"

When Kate woke up, Brandon was sleeping beside him. He got up and rubbed his eyes. He picked up his bag and got up. He was about to leave when Brandon grabbed his arm. He turned back and looked at him.

"Leaving without saying good morning?" He smiled.
"You sound as if we had a one night stand!" Brandon pulled his arm towards him and pinned him on the grass.

"What are you doing?" Kate asked.
"Do you like pineapples?" He asked as he took out a lip balm from his pocket, "I got a new flavour. It's called Pineapple crush"
"I got no interest in that. Leave me!"

He pressed his stomach on Kate's stomach and got on his body, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Kate turned red.
He pressed his fingers over his lips, "Do you want anyone to hear us?" He smiled.
"THEN GET OFF ME!"

He ignored him and pressed the lip balm over his lips.
"You—"
"Shh! Don't move your lips," He slowly moved the lip balm across the dry skin on Kate's lips.

Then, he pressed his forehead on Kate's, "Do you like this smell?"
"Can you please get off of me? Someone might see us!"
"I don't mind it,"
"BUT I DO!"

He chuckled, "Hey Kate, did you notice? You don't care what I do with you, you just don't want others to see it,"
"NO, THAT'S—"
"So, that means is it okay," He whispered into his ears, "If others can't see it?"

"NO IT'S NOT! Shut up, you ass!"
"Why do you always call me that? You like my ass that much?" Brandon said.

"ASS MEANS ASSHOLE!"
Brandon looked into his eyes and Kate looked away, "Get off of me—"
"Kate, you look prettier when you take care of yourself," He smiled and got up. He looked down at Kate.

"But I didn't do anything" Kate said.
"You've put on all the stuff I gave you." I pointed towards his tongue, "I could taste it on your neck, Katty,"
Kate blushed and pressed his neck, "YOU DID SOMETHING!"

Brandon laughed and ran away.
"COME BACK HERE, YOU ASS! BRANDON!" Kate was left behind, shouting.
"Where were you?" Jerome asked.
"Sweaty heaven," Brandon bit his tongue.
"You died?"
"I might,"
"Huh?"

Kate ran to the bathroom and looked at his neck into the mirror. There was a hickey mark on it.  He stared at it for a while.
"Mosquito bite? I shouldn't sleep in the grass. Dayum, that must've been a huge ass mosquito. Glad I'm still alive,"

The bell rang and he walked towards his next class—Science. He sat inside the class, beside Ralf Kaise.

Ralf Kaise looked at Kate's neck.
'He's not even trying to hide this hickey mark. What a flex,' Ralf thought.
Kate caught him staring, 'Why is this London boy staring at me? Do I look weird?' He looked at himself.

He didn't notice that the whole class was staring at him.
"EVERYONE SIT DOWN!" Mr Dickson, the gym teacher, shouted as he entered the class.

"Isn't this supposed to be our science class?" Kate said "Not that I'm disappointed,"

"I'M HERE FOR A SURPRISE CHECK! NOW QUICKLY PUT YOUR BAGS ON YOUR TABLES AND PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD, IF YOU WANT TO CONTACT YOUR LAWYER, YOU MAY DO SO NOW!" He shouted as he snatched a girl's bag and started searching like a hungry dog looking for food among the garbage dumps.

'HOLY SHIT! THAT DVD! If that old man finds it, I'm screwed for sure!' Kate thought. He slowly moved his hands towards his bag but Mr Dickson caught him.

"HEY, YOU THERE, KATE ROBERTS!" He shouted from a corner "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TOUCH YOUR BAG!"

Then, he came to Kate's desk and snatched his bag. Kate's heart was beating like a huge bass drum. Mr Dickson slowly opened his bag's chain and suddenly a blonde cat jumped outside the bag on Mr Dickson's orange face and scratched it with her sharp nails.

It looked as if she was peeling an orange. "OW! OW! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" Mr Dickson shouted as he tried to pull the cat away from him but she soon started scratching his hair "STOP IT! I JUST GOT MY HAIR TRANSPLANTED!"

'What the fuck?'
The entire class just stood there and stared at Mr Dickson and then at Kate, who was himself shocked by this HUGE discovery in his bag. The cat looked at Kate and jumped back into the bag. He looked at his bag and narrowed his eyes, 'Am I finally Mary Poppins?'

"MR ROBERTS!" Mr Dickson shouted as he looked at Kate with blood and scratch marks all over his face. Kate flinched, "I—I GOTTA SHIT!"

He picked his bag and ran out of the class.
"COME BACK HERE YOU BRAT!" Mr Dickson shouted in the background.

"Oh shit! I'm surely gonna clean the toilets for two months after this! But how did a cat get inside my bag? Why a fucking cat of all? I HATE CATS!" He ran through the hallways.

After 5 minutes, he reached the school backyard and finally rested there.

"I'm so done!" Kate sat on the ground. Then, he opened his bag and took out the cat. She jumped on the ground and ran away.

"Jeez, I hate cats!" Then he upturned his bag and he found that his DVD was missing, "Hey wait, WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DVD?! I CAN'T BELIEVE SOMEONE WOULD EVEN STEAL THAT! THIS SCHOOL IS FULL OF HORNY THIEVES. YOU CAN BRING A SEX TOY HERE AND WATCH IT GET STOLEN. No, people can't be that bad. Maybe the cat ate the DVD?"

Kate paused for a moment, "I should stop watching Tom and Jerry. No way in hell can a cat eat a DVD and survive. It's a throat, not a vagina."

"Hey!" Hey heard a hoarse voice and looked up. There were two jocks standing before him in their football helmet.
"We're running out of money homie, won't you give us some?"

"Sorry, you got the wrong person." Kate said.
"Oh, no shit bro," They picked him up by his collar, "You got enough money to throw at dogs shagging, don't ya, Kate Roberts?"
Those were the guys from the same middle school as him.

'Thanks for this shit, Brandon Johnson.' Kate smiled.

"Actually, I saw you humping your bitches so I pretty much know how dogs shag humans," Kate smirked.
'Oh shit—'
"BASTARD!" The guy was about to punch Kate when someone held his hand.

"Chillax dude, it's just a joke, not a penis, why take it so hard?" Kate opened his eyes and looked at him. He was that redhead—Jaden Smith!

"Who are you?" They asked.
"Just a passerby, at least till now." They looked at his biceps and knew he was the real shit. One punch and they would lose their jaw.
"Whatever," He pulled his arm back and went away.

"Are you okay, Kate?" He smiled.
"Yeah, thanks for helping me, Jaden Smith,"
"It's a pleasure,"
Kate picked up his bag and began walking away, "Oh, Kate!"

Kate turned back, "I just came to the USA this week and it's a bit hard to get used to the environment here,"
'What should I do then?'
"Well, welcome to America. Get your guns ready and don't buy skateboards from Walmart—I'm telling this from experience."

"Thank you," He smiled and brought his hand forward, "Wanna be friends?"

Kate's blue eyes widened as he remembered Brandon,
"Kate,"
'Not again,'
"Wanna be friends?"

"No, leave me alone."
Jaden didn't expect this answer, "What? Why? Do you not like me?"

"Don't get me wrong, Jaden Smith. You are a nice person, but I'm not a nice person." His hazel eyes looked gently at Kate, "Right now, there's a storm inside me, that's why I don't want to take you down with me in that. It's for your own good. Sorry," Kate shrugged his shoulders and left. Jaden just stood there looking at the ground.

'Kate, have you ever been told that God promises to make something good out of the storms that bring devastation to your life?'

-To be continued

Jerome Weaste | Johhny Tedson
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