Luna's POV
I bound down the field on two legs after Liam. We just got let to PE, and boy, was i excited to finally be outside again. Liam's friend Garet comes up to him and they start chatting away about their next basketball game.
"I know! I cant wait for the game!" i butt in. Garet glares at me.
"Stay out of it, kitty cat" Garet snaps. Garet doesnt know Liam is a therian. Almost no one knows Liam is a therian. About everyone knows Im a therian because i openly wear tails, mask, and paws in public. I sigh, sitting back, listening to them chat. What does me being a therian have to do with basketball? Its just a sport. Has nothing to do with therianopy... I walk off alone to the picnik tables. i use my fingers to make paw prints in the dirt. Then i grab a stick and make therian symbols. I sadly stomp on the paw prints, putting a human shoe mark over them. i take my hand, putting human hand prints over the therian signs.
Ill never fit in.. I miss being a real cat, where i always fit in..
(AN // SORRY ITS A SHORT CHAPTER I DIDNT HAVE MUCH INSPO)
