The whole week I've been avoiding contact with Midnight. He says he's not mad, but I think he is. I can't shake the feeling that he was singing the song to me. A love song! No! He does NOT love me. All I need is to stand in the rain. I walk out my cat door and stand in the rain. It feels good on my pelt and through my fur. Soon I hear a claw scratch on the concrete and turn around. Midnight. Great. He walks over to stand by me and says," I thought I was the only cat in the world that stood in the rain when I'm stressed. Looks like we have even more in common. So whats wrong?" I hesitated for a moment and turned my gaze toward him and ask," Was that song for me?" His eye widened so big I could see the white rim around his eye. " Do you really wanna know?" I nodded slowly. He turned his gaze to the sky and said," Ok. Truth is, it was sung for you. Like I'm about to do now," he started to sing with the voice of an angel the second part of Staring at the sun.  " She's like standing in the rain. Washes all my cares away. At the end of a  stressful day. She's like standing in the rain." He looked back at me and gave a nervous look. " Look, Spot said me and you would be perfect together. I got to thinking and started to think it was true. We would be." I lifted my paw. He looked down at it and before he could shake it, I slapped him with my paw across the face. He stared at me in confusion and hurt. " We just met," I hissed. He watched me walk bak in the house. I curled up in my bed, still angry, and drifted to sleep.