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I passed! I did! I really did!!! When the math teacher gave me my score, I couldn’t believe it!

He had started to call students’ names down, in alphabetical order, shouting their scores loudly. I bit my nails : all the strongest students with maths are in my class!
« Karl, 96. Elizabeth, 92. Marilyn, 89. Karin, 95. Cedric… »

I was holding my breath. My turn quickly came :
« Emily, 72. ».

I let out a grin and then said : « Too bad, I’m lowering the class’ general score. » The teacher laughed. The students too. But I only had mentionned a fact.

In the afternoon, whilel I was walking back home, I was so happy ( I had tried not to show it during the day thought…) that I was singing.

« In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby…
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me… »
(Lyrics of « Imaginary », and Evanescence song.)

I know, it’s two days I didn’t open the Little black book. I was quite busy : I had history and physic exams to study for. But anyways, nothing Strange happened. Kitty and me did nothing most of the time, and when we did something, it was boring. Oh yeah… there was this one event…

On Thursday, while I was walking to my bus arrest, the black cats posse showed up for a few minuts. My friends Mystery, Miles, Sabbath and No-Name showed up. They sat at my feet and purred softly. I pet them on their furry heads. I was still thinking about a name for No-Name. I couldn’t find any and it was frustrating. I needed something original, something significative…

I had noticed that No-Name was always doing things differently than the others. When they were all sitting, he laid down. When they were all sleeping, he was running around and chasing after insects. When the others were purring, he was not. When the others wanted caresses, he stayed aside and waited for his turn. Even his tail, which was striped of white, made a contrast with every other cat’s fur, who were entirely and perfectly black. This cat was funny. Something betwen nihilist and anarchist. Or may be both…

This is how I got inspired to name No-Name. Nihilism… Anarchy… I had always loved these words. May be more than « pumpkin »…

NI-hilism, anar-CHY. Taking the first and last letters of these two words, I got an interesting result : Ni-Chy. To give it a better style, I spelled it Nee Chee.

My duty was finaly achieved. My posse was named. I returned back home and so did they. We would meet soon, on another Strange day...

My last word will be : « Cookie »

See you from my window…

-Emily-