Martin POV

I looked at Izzy as she played with my keychain. I had a hard time finding a job these past days even though I had really good grades in school.

"So Mr. Watson, how did you get straight hundreds in high school?" the interview folded his arms.

"I studied and worked hard" I smiled.

"Or you cheated?" he looked at me angrily.

"Sir, I did not cheat, why is everyone saying that?" I slammed my hands against his desk.

"Excuse yourself from this office now" he cleaned his glasses.

I clenched my fists looking at him angrily.

I sighed remembering that interview. I took out some canned food and gave it to Izzy. She rubbed my hand with her head.

"You are so cute," I chuckled, "I'll be back" I ran out of the apartment.

I could hear her scratching the door. I didn't want to leave her alone but I had to get some food for her and myself.

I sighed taking out the little money I had to the cashier.

"Rough day?" she smiled nervously.

"Yeah" I sighed.

"Don't worry, everything will work out" she smiled softly.

"Thanks" I smiled.

I walked out the supermarket hearing a cat calling. She was badly injured.

"It's...okay, I'm just helping you" I walked slowly towards her.

She looked really pissed off rejecting my help. I grabbed her quickly. She scratched my hand making it bleed.

"Ouch..." I smiled nervously.

She stared at me then looked away. I went home and made a bed for her. She slowly walked towards it. I set my alarm going to bed for my part-time job. I tried to sleep after being disturbed by a weird light in the living room.

"Izzy, leave the light bulb!" I wined

The light stopped.

I guess nothing happened...

😺😺😺