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Pyramid Schemes and Stray Cats

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The cafeteria hierarchy worked like a pyramid I never signed up for—seniors at the apex, juniors, sophomores, and freshmen scattered at the bottom like crumbs nobody bothered to sweep. I'd been running from my awkwardness since September, which probably explained why I was currently hiding behind the baseball field, watching practice instead of facing the lunchroom alone.

A scruffy orange cat materialized from nowhere, tail flicking with attitude. It stared at me like I was the intruder here.

"Great," I muttered. "Now even the neighborhood cat is judging my life choices."

Coach Martinez's whistle cut through the air. "Hey! You gonna stand there or what?"

My face burned. Everyone turned. Jordan, the varsity star, grinned from the pitcher's mound. I'd been crushing on Jordan since before winter break, which made this approximately 473 times more embarrassing.

The cat wound around my ankles, purring like a tiny motor. I scratched behind its ears, suddenly grateful for the distraction.

"Fine," I called back, surprising myself. "I'm coming."

I stepped onto the field, heart hammering. The social pyramid loomed in my mind—Jordan at the top, me somewhere near the bottom next to the lost-and-found box. But the cat followed, sitting calmly by the backstop like my personal mascot.

Jordan tossed me a ball. "Let's see what you got."

I caught it. The leather was warm from someone's hand, probably Jordan's. My palms went slippery.

"Don't overthink it," Jordan said, expression unreadable. "Just throw."

I threw. It wasn't perfect—slightly outside—but it was solid.

"Better," Jordan nodded slowly. "Thursday?"

My stomach did this ridiculous flip-flop thing. "Yeah. Thursday."

The cat meowed approval from the sidelines.

Later, walking home with my new shadow following three feet behind, I realized something: the pyramid wasn't going anywhere, but maybe I could build my own thing alongside it. One decent throw at a time. And maybe with a stray cat as my witness, I didn't have to run from everything forever.