"Oh. My. God." Micheal said, staring at the top of his head. Two, pink, fuzzy cat ears were there. Actual cat ears. Growing out of his head. That he could move around and hear with. What the hell? He couldn't go to school like this! But he cant miss any school either!

Michael ran a hand over his face and looked around. He could wear a hat or....yup. That's it. He grabbed a hoodie and pulled it on, making sure that the hood covered his newly grown ears. That would have to do for now, until he could figure out a more permanent solution. He picked up his school bag and left the house for school.

As he stepped onto campus, he pulled his hood farther up, fearing that someone would be able to see his ears. One of his classmates, May, walked up to him. Her sweatshirt was covered in paint and was far too large on her thin frame, he noted.

"Come to classroom 8, lunchtime. You better be there." she whispered as she went past him. Michael spun around to watch her leave, his mind racing. What did she want with him? Did she know about his ears? How did she know, if she knows? What was going on?

His friends walked up to him a moment later. He turned to Katherine, Everest, and Jackson. His eyebrows furrowed slightly. Why was everyone wearing hoodies today? It was 75° so he figured it was slightly cold that morning. But it was supposed to be hitting the low 100s later that day.

"We need to talk." he said and started walking to an empty classroom. They followed him inside. He closed the door and turned to the small group of friends. They had been together since kindergarten. They all knew everything about each other. They were as close to each other as ticks on a deer.

That's why the second that Michael was sure no one could spy on them, he pulled off his hood. Katherine, Everest, and Jackson exchanged glances and then pulled of their hoodies. Katherines hair was streaked with white and red and she had jewels set into her skin. Everest's hair had gone all red and bluey teal and her skin seemed almost sparkly. Jackson had royal blue hair and two long antennae sprouting from his head. He pulled off a pair of gloves to reveal smoke rising from his palms. Michael stared at them in shock.

His lips twitched and curved up into a smile.

"Well at least I'm not the only one." he said. Jackson stared at him in despair.

"How are you happy? We are all..... I don't know but its not good! We can't live like this forever! I have track after school!" Michael shrugged.

"It just seems easier when I'm not alone. And May told me to meet her in classroom 8 at lunch, and we almost never talk unless its the middle of the night and we are both bored and on Instagram, so that's at least a small possibility of an explanation." Michael said as the first bell rang. "We'll talk then." He flipped his hood up and left the classroom.

Michael barely made it to his first class of the day on time, sliding into his seat just as the tardy bell sounded. He reached down to grab his books and noticed he looked more pale than usual. He grabbed some gloves and slipped them on. Picking up his pencil, he began to take notes on today's History lesson.

Approximately halfway through the period, his sleeve caught on the edge of his desk and was pulled up. There was nothing between the cuff of his sleeve and the edge of the glove.

Michael quickly yanked his sleeve down and glanced around to see if anyone had noticed. He raised his hand.

"Mr. Laurens, may I go to the bathroom?" The teacher nodded at him and turned back to marking the 51 essays he had to grade.

Michael quickly left the room and almost ran down the hall. He ducked into the bathroom and pulled off his hoodie and gloves. His arms were missing. Both arms were invisible up to the elbows. He could still see a faint outline of them, but by all definitions, they were invisible.

The door swung open and he quickly turned and his his arms behind him. Jackson looked at him.

"Dude its just me. Relax." Michael let his arms fall from behind his back. Jackson raised his eyebrowd.

"Damn. Thats almost worse than me. Someone smelled the smoke coming from my hands. And also your hair is turning purple and blue."

Michael spun to look into the mirror. Sure enough, there was blue and violet streaking through his plain brown hair. "We have to get out of here..." he whispered softly and Jackson nodded in agreement.

He felt a buzz in his pocket and pulled out his phone to see a message from May in a group chat with him and his three friends.

Y'all need to get your asses down to the soccer field right now.

Michael quickly typed out "Me and Jackson will be there in a minute" and hit send.

He grabbed his hoodie and pulled it back on. Michael turned to his best friend, the boy he had known since he was 4 and a half and said,

"Let's go."

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So how was the first chapter? Its kinda short, sorry. And by the way, that pic up there is the Cheshire Cat. I'm doing drawings of all the characters but if you want to imagine them differently, then go right ahead. I'll try to have the next chapter up by......... Sunday night. But if you know me at all, then you'll know that I will most likely take much longer than that. Sorrynotsorry