Hmmmmmmmmm.
Part I - I was stuck with my girl friends on an island (Lord of the Flies). We were hunting for food and darting behind rocks and I was wearing a dress Natalie Merchant would have worn in the early 90's.
Part II - I was an Animporph and I had just discovered my ability to change into any animal. I went to a special academy where we learned about how to turn into animals. You could either be primarily human or primarily animal, but if you had the power you could morph either way. I asked the teacher to clarify this concept for me and she pointed to a primarily-cat boy, Tim. He had cat ears and his hair was all different colors like a calico. They said to turn into your animal you had to concentrate for 10 minutes and act like the animal.
Soooo... I went into a bathroom stall and got on all fours and started meowing loudly. Suddenly, I reached back and felt that I had a tail! Now the size of a cat, I ran under the stall door and found my way outside and to a meadow. Here I met a male cat and we began mating. It was nice.
I hesitate to write about how much fun I'm having with Rob because I'm 95% sure that this happy buzz will be over soon. I won't write about all the places we've been because in a month I will look back and notice how naive I was. I sensed something different about him from our first real conversation. We discussed books and experiences and there were countless "I feel the same exact way"s. He rekindled a feeling in me that I forgot existed. It's refreshing that I can discuss literature with him and that he's not kissing the ass of every scene kid in New England. I can't stop listening to Say Anything and I know I will hate all these songs when he fucks me over. Not to be negative. Maybe I should be more trusting; it's not easy. Someone could say I'm just scared, but gut instinct is usually right.