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When she was no longer dizzy and her eyes could finally focus, she shot him a wicked stare.
    “Idis, I was just trying to help. You know—stop, drop, and roll?”
    She co ntinued staring.
    “Here, let me just… fix your hair a little,” Pussface said apologetically, drawing out four claws and combing her bangs a bit.
    “DON’T touch me! ” She pushed him away.
    “I was just trying to help.”
    She stood up, pulled down her dress and excused herself to the bathroom, then returned with a wet towel dabbing herself. “Broom, please.”
    Pussface obediently handed her the broom.
    WHAP! “Now I feel better,” she exclaimed.
    Pussface sunk to the ground, seeing stars.
    “Now, like I was saying—you stupid cat—tomorrow I want you to go house to house throughout this whole neighborhood, hiding in backyards, peeking in windows, trying to find where the girl lives who switched bodies with Surla. Got that?”
     
    The next day of school was pretty much the same for Surla: Craig was flirty, Tiffany was snobby, Chrissy was distant, and Todd was nice even after the incident with Cathy’s mom. During lunch, Todd helped Surla with her studies in the library, where Cathy’s mom said they should study.
    After school, on the usual walk home, Tiffany stopped Surla. “I see no one is giving you a ride home today.”
    “Likewise,” Surla responded.
    Tiffany and her two friends followed beside her. “Don’t you remember me telling Craig I won’t be needing a ride home from him anymore because I’m about to receive my license?”
    What Surla did remember was seeing the back of her head in Craig’s car yesterday, but she decided to say nothing. She still saw the missing cat notices posted everywhere, which was more important at the moment than Tiffany’s rude comments.
    “You think you’re so hot these last few days, don’t you?” the conceited girl kept on.
    “What are you talking about?” Surla pretended to be confused. “I’ve always been hot.”
    “I wouldn’t say that.” She raised an eyebrow. “But recently you have come close to looking normal.”
    Surla stopped walking. “Listen, um, this is getting really old. You have been obsessed with bothering me for a long time now and I don’t know why, but you and your friends…,” she glanced at Chrissy and Lisa, “are not going to lower my self-esteem and you are not going to stop me from being who I am.”
    She continued to walk until she came to the intersection where they would depart. “Yeah, well…,” Tiffany was searching for some last words, “you just better watch your back… because… because anything can happen. Just be ready for it.”
    Surla sighed and continued down her street. She’s never going to quit , Surla thought.
     
    Saturday morning was brighter than the usual days for fall. Rays filtered in through Cathy’s curtains and onto her bed, where Surla was curled up into a ball at the bottom. She stretched, accidentally hitting Cathy with her arm, waking her also.
    “That’s what I thought would happen,” Cathy said after yawning.
    “What?” Surla asked.
    “It’s a beautiful day out and I’m grounded.” Cathy wiped her eyes tiredly.
    “Cathy, you stay at home practically all the time now. What’s the difference?”
    “I know. It does affect me though because I can’t watch Lassie now.”
    “Yeah.” Surla agreed. “And I can’t watch talk shows.”
    The two then looked at each other like they were just brought out of a daydream. Cathy spoke first . “Do you think I am beginning to think like a real cat?”
    “I know what you ’re saying. I’m feeling more human every day.”
    “This is scary.”
    “Yeah.”
    “D-do you think this can become permanent? Like I could be stuck as a cat for the rest of my life.”
    “No, it can’t be,” Surla answered. “If that’s true, then my life span has been shortened a couple hundred years. Seriously though, I think we’re just figuring out how it feels to be one