-10 years later-
Age: 16

Cat cracked her neck, bouncing from foot to foot as she kept her eyes locked on James. He held up his arms in a defensive position, silently urging her to attack. She rolled her shoulder and immediately dived into it, connecting hit after hit. After a couple seconds he started retaliating, the two becoming the prime focus of the gym.

James aimed wrong, his fist going to connect to Cat's face before she could register anything. Her hair stood up, her blue eyes flashing purple before she dived backwards, kicking her feet up and kicking him away. Flipping over she blinked in surprised, James doing the same from the ground. What was that?

Cat let out a shaky breath and held a hand out to James, shaken from what just happened and not wanting to train anymore. Isa met both of them as they walked out of the ring, hugging Cat and hen hugging James. Cat's eyes scanned the crowd, taking note of a group of three watching her. She recog one, Steve Rodgers. They covered him today in history class. Tho very briefly considering it was pretty common to see him. His poor disguise of a hat and glasses was a sad excuse to be honest.

She didn't notice one of her eyes turning a cat like green, but she did notice how much James smelt. She cringed and pushed him towards the bathroom.

"Go take a shower! You stink!!!" She growled, shoving him inside with a huff. Isa put her arms around the much taller girl and smirked.

"You're one to talk miss wet cat." Her girlfriend purred, Cat lighting up in a bright red at the feeling against her mid back.

"Then Then I better take better take a shower." Cat grumbled, her stutter flaring up. She had taken speech therapy and it has improved but there's obviously still some episodes.

"Awwww is the little kitten flustered~>" Isa teased, Cat's entire upper body turning red. She let out a squeak and pushed Isa away, quickly hurrying for the female showers. She definitely needed one.