Play with me! (open)

[anari]

"Aha!!! I found you!!!!" Erica yelled, running after the cat that had jumped out of the tree after hearing her owner catch her. "Come back Jezzy!" Erica demanded, chasing the cat around the tree and then up a hill only to had to chase her right back down it. It wasn't really unusual for a person to talk to their pets so Erica didn't have any problems talking to Jezzy like this. Of course, if anyone knew Erica they would know she would talk to a rock if she thought it could listen to her. In fact, you could often find her baby-talking to plants and such if you were listening. "You can't catch me, slow poke!" Jezzy yelled back to the running girl. Erica rolled her eyes and continued chasing after the still young cat, grabbing at it when it jumped onto the edge of the tree and pushed off, only to escape the girls grabbing hands.

Jezzy and Erica had similar personalities. Erica had made sure of this when she first got the kitten. There were so many choices and Erica didn't want a lazy kitten. Perhaps it was strange to want a cat that you could run around with at a park but Erica liked cats a lot more than anything else and who could resist the cute little face of the black kitten in the pet store? Besides, it was funny to see some peoples reactions to a black cat. If you were superstitious you would think it was bad luck for a black cat to cross your path and boy was it humorous to watch them freak out when Jezzy strutted by. Erica was new here and quite taken by the beauty of the place. She couldn't wait to make friends and find places to get into. It was exciting to be away from her mother and pretty much out on her own. Even if it did mean she had to share a room with other girls and go to classes most of the time.

Jezzy, of course, didn't quite like the change. She would rather be back in the old home. She spent a lot of her time hiding out in the room that Erica slept in. It wasn't like the cat could roam the halls of the school or anything. Erica knew that the kitten would be into everything. Being able to talk to your cat made teaching it things a lot easier than if you had to guess at what it was saying to you. Also, it made it a lot easier for the animal to understand what you wanted as well. This was a big help for litter training (and toilet training). Aside from getting in to everything Jezzy was a good cat. Very well behaved just like most animals that Erica made friends with. Her pets learned pretty quick what was acceptable and what wasn't. Erica was pretty open to most things, though, and so her pets seemed somewhat normal to anyone who didn't know her ability. Right now the only pet she had was Jezzy but you could be sure that if she could adopt every animal, she would.

"You seemed to be getting tired, Erica," Jezzy said, laughing and breathing heavy. Erica's cat had no fat on her whatsoever and this was one of the reasons. She got hyper often and ran around which worked off all the fat. It was true, though, Erica was getting tired. It wasn't her fault she couldn't run as long as her cat. Erica jumped forward and tackled Jezzy, both of them going rolling for a bit. The cat was protected in Erica's arms but she obviously wasn't getting away from the human. "Got you, got you!" Erica exclaimed, out of breath from the run. "Oh, all right. Let me go," Jezzy said, purring softly as Erica pet her. Erica released her pet and watched her stride off like she owned the place or something. The little girl, though, climbed up a tree, beckoning her black cat after her, and sat on one of the branches as if waiting for someone to come by that she could pounce on.

[ツ PEZZY]

Sylvia was enjoying the early afternoon summer breeze beneath the shade of a gingko. She was reading one of her favorite books of all time: Murder Is Easy, by Agatha Christie. Books of fantasy, mystery and riddles always fascinated her, even as a little girl. Of course, when she first read this book it was the Spanish translation, but now she made do with an English copy, finding it far more interesting.

Her hair swayed to the wind, the mahogany waves dipping to the right of her head. She looked up and shut the book with grace. She had just finished re-reading chapter one. It's a shame...there should be a version where there's more action. She sighed, and smiled as she sat up, tidying the grey v-neck shirt she was wearing and clearing it of any dust or pieces of dry grass from it. At the same time, she looked out, watching a girl and her cat run far across the grass-carpeted field.

Sylvia smiled, and wondered what the girl could be doing out here, beside the cafe. What's she doing out there? Is the cat gonna run away, or something? She squinted, putting her right hand over her forehead to block out the extra, blinding sunlight. It's like the cat's a whole 'nother person! Look at it, it's racing her! Sylvia giggled to herself, and bent down to pick up her book from the soft grass. She watched the cat get tackled by its owner, and then saw the girl climb up a tree, and call the cat to her. "Coolio..." Sylvia's facial expression was one of awe and intrigue, with her mouth in the shape of a perfect "O." She snapped out of it, quit her gawking and rushed over to the tree the girl was perched in, laughing a bit while she ran.

"Hola!"

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[anari]

"Person!" Jezzy said, pupils dilating and obviously a bit hyper. Erica's eyes widened in excitement as she watched the other girl come near. She squealed softly as Sylvia called out to her. "HOLA!!!" she yelled back, knowing what it meant though it was one of very few words she knew in spanish. She jumped out of the tree and danced around excitedly, hands moving down over her short, plaid skirt. Erica could usually be seen wearing lighter colors. usually pinks, light brown, purples. Anything light, really. She likes to seem cute and bubbly to others. Her redish brown hair moved around her as she twirled around and watched the girl coming closer. When Sylvia reached her, Jezzy jumped down from the tree, rubbing her body against her owners legs and purring loudly. "Hiya! Who are you?" Erica asked, giggling a bit, her hands behind her back. She swayed slightly, looking straight at Sylvia as if she wasn't intimidated. Why would she be, after all?

"My name is Erica. My kitty is Jezabelle, but you can call her Jezzy. That's what I call her, anyway," Erica said. She loved to talk and that was pretty obvious when you first met her. "Why are you here? The same reason I am? I came to play with Jezzy. It probably seems weird, but she likes being outside," Erica explained, seeming to not pause once to take a breath. She could talk the ear off a fence post if you gave her a chance. Erica could sometimes be annoying with her ongoing chatter but she would calm down some if she knew she was bothering the person she was talking to. She didn't like for people to be angry with her, she would rather make friends with everyone than make enemies. Besides, she could sit down and shut up...well, maybe. She just didn't like to. Who liked to sit around and be serious all the time? Not that she couldn't be serious, she really could. She just didn't like it.

[ツ PEZZY]

Sylvia couldn't help but keep on smiling. It was still summer, for crying out loud! Why not enjoy it while it was still here? She stopped running, and looked up as soon as the pair noticed her right below. For all Lopez knew, this girl was one of the few people she could have a chance to probably hang out with before the school'd open and classes and homework would kill her dead. She shut her eyes for a split-second. No. Nuh-uh. No way am I going to think about classes. OR dying in them. The latina often joked about herself once in awhile, mainly because she didn't have many friends to start out with in Brookings. But, she launched the thought far from her mind, realizing that Erica'd explained who she was, who her cat was, and why they were there. Plus, she asked some questions to break the ice.

Sylvia kept the worn-out paperback right by her hip as she waved excitedly to Erica and Jezzy. "Nice to meet ya, Erica and Jezzy! I'm Sylvia Lopez, but I don't mind if you call me by either name." She gave a humorous grin, knowing that being called Lopez was definitely one of her "trademarks" that made her a special person. She watched both Jezzy and Erica dive-bomb out of the tree, and land right in front of her. Hardcore...and...cute cat to match... The latina grinned. Sylvia could be easily impressed, because although she may be talented in some areas, she's insecure about herself and prefers to be like someone else rather than cut loose and be her own person. It's kind of like the situation where someone says your photo in the yearbook is awesome and you turn around to 'em and say, "Pfft. No. Yours is waaay more awesome!" And then you start bowing and groveling...haha, just kiddin.

"Hey, from Spain, and I guess I'm here because It's a lazy afternoon, 'n' all." She held up the book she was reading, giving a face that would really mean: Yea, I like to read. Although Sylvia did love reading, she wasn't the nerdy type. She loved Coldplay as much as the next dude. "Where are you from?" She smiled sweetly again 'till it stung.

Jeeezus, my face hurts...and I want coffee...

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[anari]

Summer, summer. Erica wasn't ready for school to start up again. It was hot out and Erica was surprised she wasn't sweating very much yet. Her hair was a bit frizzy but other than that everything seemed to be ok. Jezzy wasn't much phased by the heat, though she knew her owner didn't much like it. Texas had been a hot place as well but it seemed to be even hotter here. She supposed that it was a desert like place and the heat could only be expected, especially during the summer. But that only mean that she could go swimming. She loved swimming and she loved the cold, but the two never went together. She tended to swim so much she got sunburn, though, and that never turned out well for her. She couldn't be as hyper and bouncy as usual because her shoulders would be burning and hurting and peeling. It was disgusting. For now, though, the sun wasn't bothering her. Erica didn't want to go to school and she would probably pout during the first day. It was so hard to sit still and shut up for long periods of time. She could do it, she just didn't like to do it. It was hard on her. She would rather be up running around and playing. It was no wonder the little girl kept in shape.

Erica was in no way self-conscious. She had no problems talking to people and she found herself to be pretty cute. Who could resist those pretty amber eyes? She had a slender body that boys found quite entertaining. Especially when the little girl decided to dance. She could move her body well and seemed to know how to show it off. Or perhaps she did it without noticing. No one really knew. She just wasn't afraid to do things she thinks is sexy. Usually, boys like girls who had confidence and Erica was swimming in it. Why live your life feeling down and like no one cared? You wouldn't be putting yourself out there to make friends or lovers. You would crawl back into your whole and continually think you were not good enough. But if you had confidence you could go out and have a good time. People wouldn't see you as the type of person that wouldn't go out and have fun. Instead, they would be excited to take you along. Much like Erica. People tended to want her around because she was willing to have a good time.

"Spain?!" she asked, amazed for a moment. It was one place she had not visited when she lived with her mom. She hadn't noticed the book that Sylvia carried until she held it up. "Oh..." she said, understanding. Erica wasn't much of a reader herself. She couldn't sit down long enough to read a book. "Dallas, Texas," she said, sticking out her tongue as if she didn't like it much. There was only a little bit of an accent in her voice and perhaps you could pin her as being from the south just by hearing her speak. Jezzy continued to rub up against her owner, still purring and letting her yellow eyes move over the grass. She seemed to see something moving there and ran towards it, pouncing. "Bug!" she exclaimed to Erica, pinning it to the ground. Animals didn't really talk to Erica, more like thought to her. She understood them well enough, though. They couldn't read her thoughts she realized so she had to talk to them so they could understand her. But she didn't mind, plenty of people talked to their pets. You just didn't usually see someone asking their cat for help with their homework.

[ツ PEZZY]

Sylvia was more of an athlete than a fru-fruballet girl. She wasn't anorexically-skinny, and she wasn't on the heavy side either. She was, well, normal. Although she was a little short for her age, she was okay with that. She was also okay with the fact that guys just liked her as a good friend, and she returned the feeling too. It's just mutual... Yep. Sylvia wasn't really the popular type. And you couldn't ever label her as a nerdy, social-failure klutz either. She was on the borderline, being able to step into two of the zones at once. That's what she gets for not being able to make up her mind. And it's also because she's a nice people-person.

Sylvia knelt down a little and bent over to take a look at Jezzy. I swear this little cat's thinkin' about world domination, here. Then she stood up again. "Texas? Coolio! I've heard a lot about that place but I've never been there. What was it like?" Sylvia was fascinated by the thought of travel. Being able to travel anywhere in the world would seem like an adventure of a lifetime to her. Especially since she got the whole idea from the book, "1,000 Places To See Before You Die." The only place in the world that she really wanted to be would probably be Bombay, India. You know, I LOVE those henna designs. Either way, it was finally official that her mind was drifting off every nanosecond she spent breathing. I am SUCH a daydreamer...But then another thought hit her.

Sylvia reached into the left side-pocket of her jean shorts. She gingerly pulled out a ten, four singles and a quarter. "Hey! Why don't we dash to the Cafe real quick? I've got some money on me, and I really want to try out their new frappuchino!"

And, as if she was full of caffeine already, Sylvia grinned.