The Black Cat by Christina Neely

Christina Neely
By Christina Neely April 8, 2013 00:52

The Black Cat by Christina Neely


Jennifer hated high school, she was horrible at math and Sandra ridiculed her relentlessly that is until she met Hemi, the black cat who changed her life forever. Now Jennifer and her best friend Charlie have to help Hemi return to the world she came from.

The author has rated this book PG (not necessarily suitable for children).


“Not again”

I scrambled to gather all my papers from the floor of the crowded hall.
I had never been popular in school; in fact, I got picked on nearly everyday. I tried to drown out the sounds of my classmates’ laughter as they walked past on their way to class, but it was difficult. You would think I would be used to it by now. I suppressed the tears as I finished gathering my scattered belongings. The loud ringing of the bell vibrated through the halls signaling the start of class.

If I’m late again my teacher will send a meeting request to my parents to discuss my tardiness.

Mr. Johnson, my math teacher, was already in the middle of attendance when I reached the door. I watched from the hall as he began class by instructing everyone to solve the problem on the board. After an internal battle I decided to head to the roof, leaving math studies to the rest of my classmates.

The janitor keeps the main staircase to the roof pad locked, but a few months ago when I was hiding from some bullies in the janitor’s closet, I found a weakened spot in the plaster wall that connects with the staircase leading to the roof. With a quick glance I confirmed there wasn’t anyone else in the hallway. Silently, I slipped into the janitor’s closet. Using my cell phone as a source of light I made my way to the back where the hole was concealed. I expertly slid through the hole then pulled my backpack through, my shoes made a soft thudding sound as I walked up the stairs.

The door opened effortlessly allowing bright sunlight to stream into the dark stairwell.


I stared up at the bright blue sky containing a few thin clouds. Even weather like this couldn’t chase away the pain of constantly being the target of ridicule.

“Why do things like this always happen to me?”

I slid down the wall, sobbing letting the tears flow freely down my cheek. Pulling my knees to my chest I rested my head on them. My pants absorbed each tear as it fell leaving only a darkened spot.

“What did I do to make them pick on me? I wish they would just leave me alone”

I don’t know how long I sat on the roof crying but my tears ducts were beginning to dry up, I had reached my limit. I was considering wiping my wet face when something soft brushed up against my hand. I jumped nearly falling over. It was a solid black cat.


The cat’s voice vibrated through the air it almost felt like the air itself rippled.

“How did you get up here?”

I rubbed the cat’s ears, it purred happily rubbing its head against my fingers. I smiled for the first time today. I guess it’s true what they say; an animal can always make you feel better no matter what kind of mood you’re in. I glanced at the watch loosely fastened around my thin wrist.

Only five minutes until the bell rings

“I have to go little kitty”

I forced myself to stand up before I was tempted to skip another class to play with the cat.

“I’ll bring you some milk after class”

Making sure not to be seen I slipped back out of the closet just in time for the bell to ring. I scurried down the hall not making eye contact with anyone on my way to geology class. Sandra stood leaning up against her locker with the rest of her posse, her lips smacking while chewing on her favorite gum. I was sure that she would empty the contents of my backpack again as I hurried past, but she didn’t move. That was lucky I made it all the way to class without being picked on once which was unusual, but not totally unheard of.

I pretended to listen to the teacher drone on and on about the different types of rocks and minerals found in the ground. Secretly, I was counting the minutes until the bell rang so I could take the cat some milk. Finally, the clock struck 2:30 the loud bell could be heard through the empty halls. I rushed out of the classroom as quick as possible so that a member of Sandra’s gang wouldn’t stop me.

At the vending machine near the cafeteria I purchased a small carton of milk and proceeded back up to the roof.

“Here Kitty Kitty kitty. I brought you some milk”

I scoured every inch of the roof looking for my new little friend but he was nowhere in sight. I let out a big sigh.

“Not even a cat wants to spend time with me”

Copyright© Christina Neely. All rights reserved.

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