Carla was your nice yet demanding classmate. Carla was pretty normal except for one thing...she had claws for nails. One day she walked up to you and put her hand on your shoulder. Her claws digging into your skin.

"Hey! Party at my house tonight! you better be there!"

She notice her claws hurting you and she backed up.

"eep. Sorry! Didn't mean to hurt you! But be there or be square!"

She winked then walked away.