BeSwitched, Paranormal Romance
over the kitchen. What she didn’t know was that Pussface had dragged them onto the floor into the living room, to have more time to finish thinking over his strategy of staying longer.
    He sat on the coffee table near the keys. His orange ey es stared at the flier of Surla in thought . Aha! He came to a solution. Grabbing the pen that sat next to it with both paws, he attempted to get the cap off. Finally after chewing it to bits, it came loose. Slowly, he changed the address on the paper from 713 Shadyside Street to 718.

Chapter 11
    “Are you sure this isn’t your cat?” Cathy’s mom held Pussface in her arms. His fur looked healthier and a red bow was tied around his neck.
    The elderly lady looked at the cat, then back at her. “What did you say?” She cupped her ear that had the hearing aid.
    “Are you sure this isn’t your cat?” she said again, this time raising her voice.
    Pussface looked down at the porch and watched Diamond, the fluffy white cat. She sat licking her fur like usual. He then shifted his body to see Idis’s old house across the street.
    “Yes , I am sure. He is not my cat. My cat’s name is Diamond. I have had her for seven years.” The door was then shut.
    “Well, I’m sorry, Surla.” She rubbed Pussface under the chin. “The flier says 718 Shadyside Street. Maybe your owner is not only deaf but is going blind , too.”
    They descended the steps and went to her car. Pussface looked back at the lady’s cat. When Diamond finally made eye contact, he winked.
     
    “We can’t keep this cat. We have to find it a home,” Surla argued.
    “I agree, but I am not going out again today. He’ll just have to stay here for now.” Julie and Pussface sat on the couch, while Surla stood across from them with her arms folded. “Go get Licorice. I want to see how they react to one another.”
    “But, she is sleeping.” Surla really didn’t know if she was sleeping or not.
    “Go wake her up then.”
    Surla reluctant ly obeyed. The two cats met eye-to-eye. Pussface finally knew he was right—Surla was living there.
     
    Monday, at school, the only thing Surla could think about was Pussface. She couldn’t trust him at all. They had been cousins for centuries. She knew him too well. In fact, she feared that right at that moment, as she sat in Chemistry, Pussface could escape to go tell Idis where to find her.
    “Cathy,” she heard a distant whisper becoming louder. “Cathy…” Someone touched her shoulder. Surla turned to see Todd. No one else was in the room except for them and the teacher, Mrs. Fitzgerald. “The bell rang.”
    “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m really out of it today.” Surla grabbed her backpack quickly and smiled dumbly.
    As they walked out into the hallway, a whiff of Todd’s cologne drifted to Surla’s nostrils. She had smelled the cool scent all day and enjoyed it very much. A couple times she felt like putting her nose right up to his neck and breathing in deeply.
    “You still grounded?” he asked.
    “Yeah.”
    “That’s too bad.” He looked very sincere.
    “Yeah,” she said again.
    “When do you get off of groundation?”
    “Possibly by Friday.”
    “That would be perfect! I’m playing against our rival school, Jefferson High. Maybe you can come watch me.”
    “Maybe.” Surla’s mouth widened into a smile.
     
    “So , why didn’t you escape and tell Idis when you had the chance?” Surla asked, surprised to see Pussface sitting on the bed next to Cathy.
    “I still can.” His skinny body stretched across the covers. “I just figured I would stay a while longer and enjoy the luxuries of this place.”
    “All day he has been drinking up my milk and napping on my bed,” Cathy whined. “And he sheds more than any cat I have ever known.” She blew on Pussface, causing fur to fly. “See what I mean?”
    “How long are you planning on staying?” Surla secretly hoped it would be long enough to postpone the witch from discovering her

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