Part 2 of ‘The Cat’s Out of the Bag...’
by Lizzie Akass
‘Robin Hood?’
‘Wrong. We’re watching Tangled.’
‘Brilliant. Thanks for asking.’
‘It’s only polite, you are my guest.’
She puts it in and we sit quietly for a few minutes as the story is introduced.
‘The guy in this is beautiful.’
‘Yep.’
‘Is it weird to find a cartoon attractive?’
‘Nope. Everyone does, nobody talks about it.’
‘They should.’
‘Indeed. So are you adding Flynn Rider to your list of acceptable men?’
‘It’s Eugine Fitzherbert, you uneducated swine.’
‘Toy Story reference, I approve.’
‘Thank you.’
‘You’re most welcome.’
‘Have you got a placement yet?’
‘No, still applying, you?’
‘Still waiting to hear back, I’ve applied to like, twenty places though so I keep
checking my e-mail.’
‘Well how long ago did you apply?’
‘This morning.’
‘Oh, maybe relax on checking your inbox for the time being then.’
‘I know, but what if nowhere accepts me?’
‘Then you’ll have to add an imaginary dog shelter to your list to drown your sorrows
‘Nah, you’ll definitely get a place so I’ll just sneak along with you.’
‘I’m sure they’d never notice.’
‘I am very sneaky.’
‘You are.’
‘I like that they give Rapunzel buck teeth. They’re beginning to make the Disney girls
look more normal.’
‘Well, she’s still pretty perfect.’
‘I know. I hate her.’
‘Don’t be stupid.’
‘Nah she’s a nice kid, she knows I love her really.’
‘Wait, she’s only turning eighteen?’
‘Oh my god, when did we become old?’
‘Most of the Disney girls are only, like, sixteen or something ridiculous.’
‘You know you’re getting really old when you start agreeing with the parents in kid’s
movies.’
‘It’s kinda sad really.’
‘It’s OK. Zac will always choose to hang out with us, we’re not afraid of ice cream.’
‘Have you ordered the pizza yet?’
‘Obviously.’
‘How long ago?’
‘Timone’s hula dance.’
‘Brilliant, should be here soon then. And you got-’
‘Yes, I got you stuffed crust, pineapple and tuna, but no olives because you think
they’re too fancy for take away pizza, and only seem right when you’re actually having them
on pizza in Italy.’
‘You’re amazing.’
‘I am the best.’
‘You are.’ She grins at me and then starts to look sad, ‘I do miss Dave.’
‘No. None of that. Pause the film. We’re having a spontaneous dance party to
Beyonce. The most independent woman in the world.’
‘She is married though.’
‘My argument still stands. She’s fabulous, get up.’
A smile creeps across her face, ‘Hold on, I’m getting your cat.’
September 2014
Lizzie Akass is an undergraduate English student at Loughborough University. She loves writing both short stories and novels, and has recently had her short story, 'Cambodia', published through The Story Graph, loosely based on her own travelling experiences through South-East Asia.
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