Cat's POV
I was laying on my bed with Mr. Purple, staring at the wall. I was thinking about lots of things. Sprinkles, how mean Tori was, unicorns eating marshmallows, and the warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. I thought that maybe there was a little bunny living in there, but if there was, I would have heard it snoring at night.
I liked the warm fuzzy feeling, but it was only there when I thought about certain things. Like making red velvet cupcakes, and watching the Titanic, and... Beck. I don't know why, but I have started feeling weird around Beck. He's my best friend in the world besides Jade, and I feel normal around Jade, so I don't know why I don't feel normal around Beck. I feel the warm fuzzy feeling around him instead.
And I liked that feeling; it didn't bother me or steal my food or wake me up at night, so I was okay with it. It's just... different. And I didn't like things that were different when it came to my friends.