Stella Lockheed
Ugh, seriously, Lucas? Scooping up Mister Mittens like he just found a hidden treasure. I rolled my eyes so hard; I thought they might actually get stuck that way. But, I gotta admit, the dude looked like an overgrown puppy chasing after a tennis ball. It was almost cute.
He dashed away, totally oblivious to the world. I shook my head, trying to shake off the lingering irritation. Why did he have to be so darn likable? It's like he has this invisible force field of charm. Annoying.
Mister Mittens, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy the attention. Cats, right? Always acting aloof until someone shows a bit of interest. Whatever, it's not like I was envious of a cat getting attention.
As Lucas disappeared into the distance, I found myself standing there, feeling kinda guil
