"8th grade 8th grade 8th grade!" cried Kit as she jumped up and down her bed one fine morning.
Most of the past 1st graders were now thirteen and were going to the 8th grade. Some were excited, others...not so much. But needless to say, it was going to be a new experience like no other. Well,not as new as high school would be, but let's stick with junior high shall we?
As Kit jumped up and down on her bed excitedly, she decided to call Drake ad see if he would go to the park with her. Drake, on the other hand,was busy reading his book and planning out the rest of his day in his head. Suddenly, his cellphone began to ring. Sighing, he put down his book,put his plans on hold, and picked up his phone.
"This better be good Kit. I was in the middle of reading a very good book."
"Oh, come off it Drake! Look there's a really cool park opening up today and...well I was wondering if you'd like to you know, go with me?"
"Hmmmmmm, tempting.I guess it will be a good chance for us to be on 'friendlier' terms as our mothers would put it. And it is the beginning of summer so...why not."
Kit smiled. Over the years things had started to cool off between the two of them, and that made going to school with one another a whole lot easier. After conversing a little bit more, Drake said he would get ready and meet her there.
"Ok, I'll see you there! Bye!"
Hanging up, Drake decided to get ready right away since they had scheduled to meet each other at noon. Meanwhile, Kit rummaged through her closet looking for her favorite blouse. *thump* Kit gasped. 'What was that' she wondered, but ignored it in the end, figuring it had to be a cat or something outside. Little did she know, there was something sitting in the tree outside of her house. Growling lowly, it jumped out of the tree with impressive speed and made its way to the park.
"Kit!" Drake yelled as the cold yellow liquid almost made contact with his clothes.
"Sorry, I guess your face looks funnier than I thought." she snickered as Drake shot her a glare.
"Well at least I don't still spray my bed with yellow liquid when I sleep." Drake retorted. A triumphant smirk planting itself on his lips.
The look on Kit's face clearly showed her outrage. Puffing out her cheeks childishly, she turned her back to drake and dug her fingers into the red and white picnic blanket.
Drake cooed at her mockingly as he jabbed her side with a stick. Flipping him the bird, Kit got up and dusted herself off as she walked away.
"Don't get lost little girl, It would be a pain in the butt to have to come and find you" Drake called from the background.
Grumbling under her breath about know-it-all boys and there bastard-like ways, Kit failed to notice the silence around her.
*Crack*
"Who's there!" Kit demanded quickly, as she was snapped out of her thoughts.
A low growl sounded in the bushes. Because she was upset, Kit was unaware that she had ventured deep into the park woods!
Wasting no more time, Kit took off sprinting towards the other side of the park and away from whatever was stalking her. Heaving footfalls pounded behind her as she franticly called out for help.
Suddenly, she was thrown to the ground as her foot caught on an unearthed tree root. Scrambling to her feet, Kit grabbed a fallen branch and swung at the creature in a vain attempt to protect herself.
Grabbing hold of the stick in its mouth the tore it out of her grip and pushed her to the floor with a swipe of its paw. As Kit looked up at the animal, she came face to face with a tiger.
