If ((cats )) could ~talk~ they [[wouldn't]]

[brady]

OPEN!!!

Brady walked out to the lake. The sun was up brighting everything up. He walked down the ocky path till he sat at the shores of the lake. The water was quite and there were no fishs in the sight. Everybody was sleeping.

He grabbed a rock skipping it acros the water waking one fishs home. The scattered wondering what hit them. He didn't have a good aime today. He bite his bottom lip playing with his pericing.

He sat there watching the fishs in the water till he felt something furry puring at his legs. He looked down to see a whiteish cat. He bent down and pet it. It's back ached up to meet his hand. The cat purred even more. He grinned. He didn't like cats that much bu thiso ne was one of his favorites. "Hey, little guy!" He said petting the cat.

He watched the cat walk away from him to a log in the water that had gotten to the edge. It jumped onto the log and tried blancing itself. Than it looked down into the water. It was going hunting for breckfast. It stick it's paw down onto the fall into the water. He laughed but felt bad for the cat. He walked into the water and got the cat out after the rolled up the leg of his jeans and took of his shoe. Hep ulled the cat out and sat in th sun beside him. It didn't object. He ptted the cat and rolled down his jeans and put his vans back on.

He wore black tight jeans. He also had on a Black t- shirt that he had gotten from a MCR concert. He leafed a hand through his hand and petted the cat. He heared hurried footsteps somewhere near by. He thought they were just someone that really need to get out but than the footsteps approached him. A shawdow came upon them. the cat got up and walked behind him. He turned and got up to look at he face of the person.

[maxy]

Max was bored out of her mind. She had been cooped up in theDorm for days because she had the sniffles. It was a dumb reason to be locked up. She sat upon her four poster bed and rocked back and forth, knees pulled up to her chest. She sighed. She was tired of the room, of the stone walls, and especially of the windowless dark room that was the Girl's dormitory.

Max sat there thinking. She hadn't been able to do anything else since she finished her last book. She wasn't even to go to the library. The day she got sick, she went to the nurse and asked if she would cure her, but the mediwitch said that it was a natural sickness and that it wasn't serious enough to be cured by magic. So there she sat. On the bed. Thinking. Day in, and day out. She wdas about to crack. Who could stand sitting there, doing nothing? Even sleeping got tiring! *no pun intended*

Max was about to go off the walls when she realized something. She hadn't felt sick in a few hours. Even teh stuffiness of her nose was gone. She was too shocked to even smile. When she did come to, however, she literally jumped off the bed and ran around the Dorm singing. She was finally free to go. She changed quickly from her pajamas and into some fresh clothes. The weather was starting to get chilly, so he threw on her gray hoodie, zipped it three quarters of the way up and threw on her hood. She bolted from the room, not taking more than a moment to brush her hair.

Max ran through the Common room and out into the dungeons. She then traced a routine path through the dungeons and up the stairs to the main floor. She walked to the giant doors, for a teacher stopped her and told her to slow down, and pushed them open. The fresh air hit her head on and she breathed in a sigh of relief. The sky was clear, not exactly her favorite weather, but hey, she was free! She took a few steps down the stairs leading to the doors and she then skipped halfway to the grounds. She hadn't been to the forest in a few days, but she hadnt' been near the lake for much longer, so she headed towards the placid black waters.

Max reached the shores, but kept walking. She needed to move. Being cooped up for so long was the worst, and she needed to move. She let her mind wander freely in the open skies. It was the only time it was ok to think, even if she had done it the whole time she was locked up. Her thoughts went back to the present when she heard a splash in the water followed by a few more splashes. A final cuh-thunk finished it off and she turned to the lake, where the usual motionless lake was rippling. She turned her head back to the shore to see a boy skipping rocks.

Max thought to approach him when a cat, much unlike Aiden's cat Horatio, appeared beside him. The boy bent down and pet the cat, then watched it as it began to fish. She watched him carefully pull the cat out and let it bathe in the sun. She wasn't sure if the boy was a cat person, but from what she could see, he sure looked it. She then realized that she had been watching him. She began to walk over, but picked up her pace as her hand ached to pet a cat, any cat, after she had missed little Horatio.

Max stood beside the boy when he stood up. She didn't expect him to do such a thing, since most people that she met didn't pay attention to her approach. "Uh, hi." she said awkwardly. She hadn't meant to sound like such an imbecile to him. She gave him a half smile. "Cute cat you have there." she said. "Do you think it'd mind if I pet it?" she asked. She thought for a moment, then realized she forgot something. "I'm Max, by the way. Max Gaydge." she said, holding her hand out. She guessed the boy was kind since he had helped the cat out when it got stuck in the lake. She hoped her assumption wasn't wrong.

[brady]

Brady got up and turned to a girl that waso lder than him. Probably by a year or two. He smilied at her than looked down at the cat that was no purring agisnt his leg. He smilied at it. He wondered who's cat it was. Maybe he could keep it. He liked the cat very much and it seemed to like him. He shurgged. He'd have to see what he could do. It might be someone elses, of course.

"Uh, hi."

He could tell she was a little uncomfortable. He wondered why but didn't press on. Her voice gave her away though. He guessed that she was the owner of the cat. He frowned. He didn't want to cat to leave. He wondered if he should name it but if the girl was here to take it away he would only get attached to it more. He sighed and forced a smilie onto his face. "Hey." He said politley.

"Cute cat you have there."

He shurgged at her. By the way she was talking it didn't seem like it was her cat. "Yeah, he's pretty friendly." He said shurgging. He thought of names in his head but shook it off and told himself stenerly. 'No naming the cat!' He sighed. He looked at the girl and than at a tree. Anywhere but the cat that was rubbing agisnt his foot. He was not goin to get attcahed.... Maybe.

"Do you think it'd mind if I pet it?"

He shurgged. "No, not at all. Go ahead." He said shurgged again. He looked down and picked up the cat. It's fur was soft agisnt his hands. He loved the feeling. He smilied at it and handed it over to he girl. It was a very fluffy cat. He wondered how the cat could see through all that fur. He wondered if he could take it home but his grandmom would have a fit. She wasm ore of a dog's person. No, he'd keep it right here with him. But, than who would take care of him while he's away. Oh, he'd find someone. He was getting attcahed. He didn't care anymore though.

"I'm Max, by the way. Max Gaydge"

He smilied at her hand and brought his forward shook hers. than put it back to his side. "Nice to meet you. I'm Brady Roylance." He said simply. He thought about telling his brother but he would tell granny. He sighed. Was thre any secrets every kept from granny. He'd have to deal with her nagging. He petted to cat gently but didn't even know he was doing He was too busy thinking.


He finally came up from his thought. He wondered if he should ask Max who's cat it was. He didn'tknow and it wouldn't be nice to steal one of somebody. He looked at her and smilied. "Does this cat look fimilar? I just fund him and was wondering if you know whos he is?" He asked shurgging. He smilied down at the cat. He was going to miss him if she said yes.

He thought of names. He didn't care. He couldn't keep saying cat. Name. Name. Name. What to name? He thught of a couple of names but they weren't any good. He was puzzled. "What do you think I should name him?" He asked still surfing his mind for a good name.