
Lucia SophiaYou always jump when my hands are fullLucia Sophia by ~Tiger-striped-Calico
You're so rowdy when I need quiet
You always chase the cat and get me clawed
You bully our Shih Tzu
Who's older than you!
You make a mess of everything
Always shredding papers
And mulching tree branches
No one believes me
When I tell them you're a Hellhound
What am I going to do with you
You make life so difficult
I remember when you were small
You were so cute and followed me around
I could hold you in my arms
And sing "Bella Notte" to you
Now you're just a monstrosity
A thorn in my side
But you know
I wouldn't have you any other way
You lay across my lap so calmly
And act like you're actually watching

:FTTT: Calico's got a crush? Impossible! I looked over at Hannah as she swept a brush through her blonde hair. She was wearing Johnny's denim jacket again. I wanted to ask her so bad.:FTTT: Calico's got a crush? Impossible! by ~Tiger-striped-Calico
"Hey sis," I looked up from my English III book. "Is there someone you like?" It didn't look as if she was really prying, just curious..
"Yeah. I do." I finished up another sentence for my literature analysis homework."Hey Han-chan...."
"Yeah Sis?"
I looked her in the eye. "Do you have a crush on Johnny?"
Her face turned bright red. "W-what are you saying?! T-tell me first! I asked first sis!"
I looked out the window, my shoulder shrugged up to the middle of my

:FTTT: Attack of the tigers :1:My POV:FTTT: Attack of the tigers :1: by ~Tiger-striped-Calico
I looked myself over in the mirror, smoothing down the skirt of my dress. I frowned. I really hate the way I look... I hate my freckles, I hate my frame, but I hate my height most of all.
I sighed and sat down on my bed, pulling on my nylon stockings and I slipped on my black flats. I dusted some dirt off of a pyramid stud. My stomach growled.
"Ugh... shut up stomach..."I looked in the mirror again, looking at my straightened hair. It was pin straight., not a single curl or wave. I smiled and mouthed, "Perfect".
I heard the door open downstairs. "Calico?"
"Coming Pony!" I swept my brush and straightener t