Like a B L A C K cat ;; Jared

[Jezebel Tonino]

It was a beautiful day outside today. Beautiful and cold. Jaz didn’t like the cold, she liked the warmth. She especially liked sitting by a fireplace drinking hot cocoa and listening to music. She would do that sometime winters where she had a break from everything. Her mom, her brother, her dad, her job, everything. Now Jaz didn’t have to worry about modelling anymore, unless her mom begged her to do it. Jaz couldn’t say no, it just wasn’t possible for her. She was just walking in the courtyard, with her black car, Monte, tucked into her jacket.

Her brother had given her Monte after Daymen broke her heart. For some reason her brother thought that having an animal would fix any kind of emotional trauma. The thing was, it’s true. Monte, the cute kitten he was, had helped Jaz out. It wasn’t all about her anymore. She had to get up and feed Monte, clean out Monte’s litter box, play with Monte... Monte was her baby and if anything happened to him it would just be a downward spiral from there on. Honestly Jaz loved cats, and would love to have more than one. She just couldn’t find a kitten Monte got along with. She wouldn’t have her Kittens fighting with each other so if Monte didn’t like the kitty, she didn’t get one.

Jaz felt Monte wriggle in her jacket and his head popped out where her zipper was undone. He meowed rather loudly and began to climb out of Jaz’s jacket. When he got out he jumped into the snow which came up pretty high on the little kitten. Jaz giggled at her Kittens’ attempts to get through the snow. It looked like her cat was happing through it. Eventually she chased after the kitten and scooped him back up. ”Jeeze Monte, you’ll freeze from being in the snow” she said scratching the top of Monte’s head while holding him close to her chest

[Jared Park]

You’d think that for someone who was born and raised in a cold country such as Canada, Jared wouldn’t be too excited when the first few drops of snow come to Vermont. You’d think that he wouldn’t jump off his seat, shout excitedly through the halls and flop awkwardly at the huge white pile. But then again, Jared isn’t exactly your typical teen. He’s a kid through and through, ever so amused by the simplest of things. And snow is just one of them. Fortunately he remembered to dress appropriately for the weather; at least Jasper wouldn’t worry too much about his kid brother getting a cold because of his immaturity.

The snow’s fallen a few days before but still, whenever the boy sets his eyes on it, he can’t help but giggle. Almost every day of the week, after classes, he’d spend an hour or so just playing with the snow, , at times with friends, sometimes alone, making snow angels and flinging snowballs at trees. Truly it was a kid’s paradise.

Dressed in a white sweatshirt with colorful building prints, a pair of black skinny jeans and a pink baseball cap, Jared is once again found happily frolicking through the snow. And though he was alone this time, you wouldn’t think he’s feeling at least a wee bit lonely. He’s currently trying to make himself a snowman, hoping to make someone stand at least before the annual snow wars begin. Jared let out a satisfied smile when he put the final touches in place, a top hat made out of black paper and red ribbon and a striped scarf with little Christmas trees. “You are one mighty fine snowman Mr. Snowball.” Yes, mighty creative right?

He just grabbed his bag and was all set to go back to his dorm when he saw a girl with her cat. And like all curious kids with a huge weakness to cute and furry things, he just couldn’t stop himself and approached the girl. “Aww, that’s a cute cat,” he smiled, leaning behind the girl, his eyes locked on the cat peeking from her jacket, “Can I pet him?” He blushed slightly when he remembered he has yet to introduce himself. “Hi. I’m Jared. Jared Park. What’s his name?”

[Jezebel Tonino]

Jaz probably wouldn’t have heard anyone approach her if it wasn’t for the crunching of the snow beneath the persons feet. She didn’t know if they were just walking past her or trying to catch up with her. Either way they stopped behind her. ”Aww, that’s a cute cat.” A more male than female voice said. Ash turned and looked at who she was going to be talking to. It was an Asian boy, with nice browny red hair and a pretty cool sweater on. She could distinctly tell he was male. First off, he had an Adams apple. Second off, Jaz had been surrounded by rather female looking male models for a good portion of her life. She kenw who was male and who was distinctly not. ”Aww, thank you!” Jaz said smiling as her kitten eyed the stranger with curious eyes.

”Can I pet him?” He asked. Jaz felt herself suppress a giggle. ”Of course! He’s friendly with people.” Jaz said pulling Monte out of her jacket. He wasn’t declawed, he knew better than to dig his nails into one of Jaz’s shirts. The last time he had done it Jaz had sprayed him several times with a spray bottle. It might have seemed mean but Jaz was a little to annoyed to care.

”Hi. I’m Jared. Jared Park. What’s his name?” he said. Jaz matched the name to the face and stored it in her memory bank. ”His names Monte.” Jaz said holding him out to Jared to hold. Monte’s tail was swaying back and forth in anticipation and he meowed, almost demandingly, to be held. The kitten ahd fur, but he was still cold. ”I’m Jaz, It’s nice to meet you Jared.” she said introducing herself. Jaz never introduced herself as Jezebel. If she remembered it correctly it was also a name for a biblical whore. Her name meant pure so she didn’t know how it got twisted into meaning Biblical Whore.

[Jared Park]

Should Jared get wind of Jaz’s initial thoughts about him, at least when her impression upon his approach, he’d be extremely ecstatic and would probably hug the girl right there and then. He’s suffered from some kind of a mistaken-identity problem ever since he was young, often due to his rather lithe physique and soft features. Not to mention most of his friends back then (and apparently even in Hammel) are girls. His ears actually got pierced because the nurse handling him back in the hospital thought he was a girl and pierced them for him (not that it bothers him much anyway; at least he won’t have to suffer now, especially since he’s decided he actually liked earrings from time to time). Sure the occurrences of mistaken identity had gone down since he entered his teens (he did go through puberty after all), but his dislike-turned-fear of being mistaken as the member of the opposite sex (no offense to them) still lingers on.

“So he’s a he? Awesome!” Not that it mattered whether the cat was a boy or a girl. He could be neutral if he wants to. He’s just concerned that he might use the wrong pronoun when he refers about the cat. Not to many good memories with that one, he says. He gave the cat’s fur a little pet and smiled. “His fur’s so smooth. Do you clean him often or something?”

He flopped down beside the girl, eyes still focused on the kitten. He actually found the tail-swaying hypnotic, almost falling into a trance if it wasn’t for the girl speaking up once more. “Monte? That’s a cool name. So unique, I like it,” he chuckled, “I could never think of a name like that. If I had a cat, I’d probably name him…Snuffles. Or if I’m feeling creative, Mr. Rawr. Haha. Lame right? Maybe that’s why my brother never allowed me to have one.”

“Heya Jaz. Love the name. It fits you.” Only when she introduced herself did Jared saw her rainbow-colored bangs. Well, he might’ve seen it before, but it’s only now that’s he’s had the chance to focus on them. And they matched her really well. “I like it. Compared to yours, my name’s boring.” And nope, Jaz didn’t seem like a whore in the boy’s eyes. Not one bit.


ooc:
Sorry it was late. D;
- Jam