Chapter No 3 A Talking Cat

They were on the street and he was behaving oddly by looking at the city, people and the dress they were wearing. `

`Why on the earth would a woman wear such short clothes?” he said shocked.

“Will you please be quiet and put aside your 16 century patriarchy? You can’t point out people like that John, it's so inappropriate so please” she said while crossing her arms.

The bus stopped and they climbed up. “So where are we actually going?” he asked.

“To my friend” she said shortly.

 “Why?” he asked again, he asked questions like kids.

“Because he will change you to blunt in the new world” she said while looking at the people who were staring at them. But she knew they were staring at John. He was looking like some Greek hero with his long hair and tall build.

He was 17; everyone could tell that he was from Britain. He didn’t asked questions anymore. After 15 minutes they were outside of some very huge Salon’s bu