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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: Dante Crosstail on July 12, 2011, 03:13:33 AM
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Dante stood at the entrance of the wretched place. He wore a look of fear and disgust as he looked at the sign.
FURRYTAIL JUNIOR HIGH, it read.
He sighed and walked in. "This is gonna suck."
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As he entered the school, he would be pounced upon by Kodachi, the squirrel! (yeah im no longer a bunigan)
"hi there, new friend!" he said enthusiastically, clinging to the newcomer like a lost puppy.
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"Aack!" Dante squeaked, stumbling backwards when he was pounced. He looked at Kodachi. "Uhh..hi?"
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Hi there new best friend!" kodachi exclaimed. "im kodachi!"
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"I'm Dante." He replied, "I'm kind of new here.."
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Drake walked in on his first day lighting a cigarette. He considered himself "bad foxaroo"....people always went crazy over the bad boy. He coughed...dammit how did his dad smoke these things?
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Jacob stood in the corner next to a row of lockers, in a pair of tight jeans, a worn brown leather aviator jacket, and some old tennis shoes. He watched the unfortunate newcomer get pounced by Kodachi, and shook his head, "Every time it happens. Heh, this is getting entertaining." The husky sighed as he picked up his loaded backpack, hit the row of lockers causing his to open, and begins stuffing various unneeded supplies his mother loaded him down with.
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Drake sidled up to Jacob. Aha! Someone to show off his "coolness" to. Drake blew a cloud of smoke in an attempt to fit in
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Dante looked at Drake. "Uhh, I don't think smoking is allowed here." He said.
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"I have to agree, smoking's not allowed but I don't really care, as long as you don't blow it in my face. Do you even know what smoking does to you?" Jacob replies after a slight cough.
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Drake kept his appearance up. "so what? screw 'em, they can't do anything about it"
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"Alright, go ahead and destroy your body and create a leech in your future income," Jacob pulled out a pack of toothpicks and sticks one in between his teeth, "Besides, these babys have the 'cool' effect without all the harmful chemicals."
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Drake tapped the butt of the cigarette against Jacob. This kid could be annoying but hey...a friend's a friend.
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"Hey watch it! This was my grandfather's old jacket!" He begins brushing off where the foxaroo tapped thinking, This kid might be nice to hang out with... everyone needs a good foil or dysfunctional friendship
He then extends his right hand toward the foxaroo, "I never introduced myself. Nice ta meet cha, I'm Jacob Grey."
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"Drake...Drake Fox...." Drake said with a cocky grin. No use in looking lame now was there? So a snappy introduction was necessary
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"So Drake, what 'ya intrested in?" might as well figure out what he likes as I finish stuffing this locker Jacob said to himself, readjusting his aviator sunglasses perched on top of his forehead so they wouldn't slide off, then keeps stuffing the locker.
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Scar had his Ipod on, air instrumanting as usual as he got to his locker. He opened it, checking his classes today and sighed. The two first classes qhere a Chemistry/Physics block as the two last ones were a block of French/English classes. This day is going to be long.. He picked up his books, closed his locker, and listening to his metal, he reached up to Drake, who was not that far from his locker.
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Drake flipped his long hair back. "Oh just skateboarding, music, and stuff" Drake spotted Scar and thinking he was a teacher stubbed his cigarette quickly.
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Scar took an earphone off his ears and smirked at Drake. Awwww... You just wasted a cigarette for nothing. How are you guys? he said, now noticing the guy besides his best friend.
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"Well, that's interesting. To be frank, it seems like everyone here has those same interests" Grey grabs a binder and a large book for his next Physics class as well as the same combination for a German/English class. "Myself, I'm into flying. You ever jump out of a plane before?"
Jacob glances over at Scar, wondering what music he listened to, probably mainstream rap or Bieber or whatever the hell is trending. He also notices the books he was holding, wondering if they shared the same physics class. "I'm doing quite well thanks, I just met Drake here. I'm Grey, Jacob Grey"
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"jump out of a plane? well a few times...." in my imagination he finished in his thoughts. He checked his class schedule and saw he had a class with Scar.
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Scar notices Fly's physics book and smiles : I guess we all start in physics this morning. And by the way Fly, I'm Scar WhiteDram and by the look you gave me, i know what you are thinking. Scar takes off his jacket and shows Fly his favorite Iron Maiden shirt he's wearing. I like metal... And only metal
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"Nice! Metal Music, It goes nice with my flying! and Nice to meet you too!"
"And Drake, next time you want to jump, it's on me. My dad runs the jump operation at the local airport, I'm surprised he'd never mentioned you before," Jacob says with a twinkle in his eye since he knew he's never jumped before, at least not out of his airplane.
Looking at his watch, he notices the time, "I've got to get going, I have to show up early to help some other losers with Chemistry then Physics. I'll catch up with you both in class."
(In RL, It's 10:20 and I need to get to bed, sorry)
The husky smirks as he uses one of his hind paws to slam his locker closed, then walks off down the hallway to class. (I'll let you guys describe the classroom, goodnight)
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Drake walked into the classroom. The first day of classes...what a bore. He considered jumping....maybe one day he actually would. He dropped into the desk near Scar.
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Scar smiled as he realized Fly was a husky too. As he sat near Drake, scar looked at him and asked him while whispering : He seems like a nice guy. And pretty cute too. What do you think of him? Scar took out his pencil and everything else out as he waited for Drake's answer, peeking up at Fly's body, just in front of us
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Drake grumbled. All this effort to impress a guy and Scar was focused on Fly in front of them. But he had to admit...Fly was pretty cute.
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Jacob had trained his ears to hear a malfuntioning engine through the noise of a plane, so hearing the pair behind him was easy through the din of the classroom. he blushed underneath his fur, They think i`m cute... I`m guessing these tight jeans really are doing their trick. (im doing this on my phone i dont know if the color and italics are working correctly)
Post Merge: July 14, 2011, 02:57:58 AM
[redacted because of double post]
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Scar was both shocked and melting from what he have been seeing from the first two periods. He never knew a guy could be that cute, and at lunch time, Scar tried to socialise a bit more, fascinated by all Fly's talents. So Fly, What tyope of music you like? what's your favorite sport? Your favorite movie? Do you love theater plays too?. Scar just couldn't stop questening him, almost drooling on the cafeteria table.
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A year of unrequited love to look forward to....Drake stewed in his lonliness as he watched Scar go after Fly..
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Scar noticed the sad look on his best friend's face and excused himself to Fly and then ran after Drakes and as he caught up to him, Scar asked, ears a bit flopped down: What's wrong Drakes? You... You seem not to good today
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"It's....nothing" Drake flipped a bang over his eyes...that seemed to hide his emotions easier. "Where's your new friend Fly?"
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by now Jacob had gotten used to the nickname `Fly`, and chuckled as he handed Scar a napkin. ``I like aa large assortment of music, from classical to metal, but it can`t be rap or just plain crap. Sports? Football, used to play a little too, but tutoring took that over. My favorit e movie flips between Top Gun and Full Metal Jacket, something with actuin and story. And I REALLY enjoy theater. It has a certain quality to it that cant be replaced by movies or television.`` Fly smiled, starting to feel more attracted to Scar, and worying alittle about it too. ``So what about you? What are your major intrests?
Post Merge: July 14, 2011, 03:23:18 AM
His smile fades as he looks at Drake, `Go ahead and take care of it scar, i understand`
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Scar pulled Drake off close to him and said : I know what's preoccupating you... You think I'm falling in love with Fly right? Well... let me tell you this: doesn't mean I ask a lot of question and find a guy cute that I automaticly "fall in love". Now come on, I got some answers to give to fly. Scar pulled Drake with him towards the cafeteria table where I left Fly.
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oh I'm SUUURE he's not falling in love with Fly Drake thought sarcastically. He didn't hate Fly, rather he was quite fond of Fly. Fly was just...competition at this point.
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Scar looked up at Drake and saw his eyes rolled but let that pass and sat at the table where Drake and him had left Fly. I am very sorry for all this Fly. Now, I can answer the questions. As you already know, my favorite music is metal, especially the 80's metal. I don't enjoy sports that much, but I watch ice hocky sometimes and I'd saw my favorite movie is the SAW serie. Got to love the gore stuff. And indeed, I love theatre plays. Scar answered all the question and as the lunch time was passing by, Scar began to look away, lost in his thoughts. What is happening to me? Not earlier that this summer, I started to fall for Drake and tried to show him my interest. But now... I'm falling for another guy? This can't be happening... It was no matter a fact that Scar was stuck between either his best friend who he have known forever... Or the new and fresh guy who seems to have a lot of common points? Scar was yet at the end of his mercy in love.
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Running into the lunchroom on his first day. A certain foreign exchange student by the name of Buster Rivers eagerly sprints to the nearly empty line. He was quite different from all the other Anthros around him, being one of the few Pokemorphs in the school. On the menu today was his favorite school lunch: BBQ Chicken. With the school's lack of seafood he settled for the oven roasted goodness that is the divine poultry. >.>
"Now... Where do I sit?" he shifted his eyes around the room and picked up on the first table where a couple of Huskies and a strange Kangaroo were sitting. He walks on over to the table and kindly asks them, "Hello there, do you mind if I sit here?" :/
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Scar was pulled out of his thoughts by this kind of weird looking guy but he managed to say politely: Sure. New friends are always welcome. Don't be shy. My name is Scar WhiteDream and this is Fly and Drake, my best friend. You look new, we haven't see you around and trust me, Drake and I know almost everyone in this school. Scar gave a smile to the new guy and then leaned his head on his paw, looking at the time on his Ipod. 10 minutes left... Ugh... Got french class at 3rd period. Scar didn't talked much after the greetings and drifted off again in his thoughts, waiting for the bell to ring.
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Drake followed Scar to French class. He didn't speak a word of French but hey how else was he supposed to fill up his classtime? Certainly not with a PE class! No way was he going to spend time with a bunch of sweaty jocks...wolves all of them. Every time he joined a PE class he would be made fun of for being a hybrid...racism..that's what it was.
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"Ugh! Why did I have so much work to do in class?! Gotta eat gotta eat gotta eat!" Buster quickly sat down and ate the chicken rapidly and flawlessly, leaving nothing but bone and a few scraps of rice, "Phew! Done! What's my time?"
Buster was concerned for Drake, who seemed to be more of a bad apple, "Something troubles you friend?" he asked in a Spanish accent.
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Scar slowly walked in room 110, the french class . Bonjour monsieur Pinchaud, said Scar, as he smirked to the thought that Drake didn't understood a word he said. Scar then looked up the the spanish guy and asked, still politely: What's your name buddy? And if Drake don't answer you, don't bother. He leaned towards the spanish guy and whispered : He's a bit shy sometimes and he's just thinking of all the wolves who would make fun of him for being a hybrid foxaroo if he had taken PE instead of french. Scar then sat as his regular place, wondering if Fly had taken french too. Damn no... He said this morning he had German and English. Scar then waited patiently the second bell as well as teacher's explenations on today's french grammar theory.
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"The name's Buster, Buster Rivers. I'm a foreign exchange student from the planet Ultimax, so yeah, big woop I'm an alien. Oddly enough your Earth's Spain is very similar to my world's Aquilia," Buster introduced himself without an accent, "I can speak English fine, Madarin too! But since this school has no Chinese I had to settle for French. Oh! And about that guy's PE problem, I think I can help him out. If I can hold my own in a Pokemorph Battle I can kick some ass in PE as well. You just wait and see next period!" Buster finished speaking and sat quietly as the teacher spoke. Leaning over towards Scar he said one more thing, "Oh and BTW, this is basically a study hall for me since I already have two languages down."
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Alien planet? Drake thought, that kid must be seriously whacked to think he's from another planet. Drake dismissed the thought...at some point he would have to stop ditching PE.
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After class Buster walks up to Drake and kindly offers him some help, "Hey Drake, I see you have a PE problem, no? I can help."
The strange Pokemorph puts his paw forward only to be glared at by the Foxaroo, "What? I'm of a different species dude, back on my home planet nobody was intolerant to anybody. It was all part of our gene pool, as my species were selectively breed to be an intelligent and benevolent race. I understand if you don't understand, but the reason why you haven't seen a lot of Pokemorphs is because Earth just recently opened its borders to us.. That, and the fact that it takes A LOT of time to get here."
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Fly walked out of the German class, rubbing his forehead, "That was intense, even for the first day. They say Germans are always this intense, then this year is definitely going to be interesting."
Walking down the hall to English he spots Drake, Scar, and Buster up ahead a few paces, "Definitely.... interesting."
Fly catches up to the group, "Guten Tag everyone. How was French?"
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"Bu hao..." Buster spoke in Chinese, "Not all that great, I prefer Chinese..." Buster looked around and tried to figure out the way to the gym, "Do any of you guys have PE with me this period? Could you kindly show me where the gym is?"
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Scar looked up a bit sadly to Buster and noded negatively.Sorry Buster. We are all going in English here, but I can show you the way as it's not too hard. Right now, we're on the second floor. If you walk straight ahead, you'll end up seeing the central school stairs. Take them and go left and then right and walk straight ahead to the end on the hallway. Locker rooms should be on your left. Now... The bell rang, announcing the last period and Scar smiled to Fly as he came accross us and greeted him with a nice french accent, but Scar felt his heart stop for a moment and felt his stomach just like it did this past summer when he was hagning out with Drake. Why? Why must I feel the same thing for Flly AND Drake? I'm lost.... I... I need help to clear that out. As he walked with both of them towards the English class, he didn't spoke and looked down with his ears flopped down and let out a smal quiet whimper. Love was sure very complicated for Scar...
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Scar seemed in deep thought as the trio walked to their English Class. Fly chose not to probe on the subject, as usually those conversations got awkward. He also knew that ever since the beginning of the day, there had been friction between him and Drake, so he tried to smooth things over a little more "So Drake, what 'cha got on your mind?"
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Dante was also walking to English Class, his best friend Penny and his brother Barry by his side.
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Scar looked up and saw Dante walk in the English class. He waved at him politely. Scar knew him a bit, but not enough to actually start a conversation with him. He remembered to have worked with him on a WWII project in World History last year and it had been fun, but not like working with Drake. But anyways, Scar did not really pay attention to the teacher's theory on verb tenses and did not do much of the work the teacher gave in the manual. His mind was constantly driving on and of between Fly and Drake. Scar was lost in his emotions, and basicly, he had no one to talk to as Drake was majorly his only close friend. As for Fly, he didn't want to abord the subject as he was too scared of his reaction. Why must love be so complicated? Those guys are the most wonderful guys in the world and by loving one of them, I'm scared to ruin the friendship we made. I guess I'll try to forget those feelings and try to find someone else. As the bell finally rung, announcing the end of the day, he walked out of the class without saying a word, not even to Fly and Drake. Scar put on his earphones and put on some Dream Theater to calm his lost thoughts and went to his locker to make his school bag with all the homework he had accumulated on this day. I hate being like this. I guess it's going to be a long night. Scar finished packing his school bag, put it on his shoulder and walked towards the exit and started to walk slowly to his home as he do not live far from the school.
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Fly noticed Scar rush out of the class, not saying a word to either himself or Drake. "What's up with him?" Fly asks Drake as he grabs his work and notebooks, "He's been acting kinda strange."
Jacob then thinks to hiimself, I hope I didn't screw anything up between the two, I always hate it when that happens. But Scar's kinda cute, I mean, Drake's cute too... But he's just not my type. *sigh* gotta love Furrytail Junior High...
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Later that day Buster was waiting outside for his new friends. He was quite bummed by the fact that he had few classes with them. However, he could decide to switch classes since he was there mainly for learning about Earth itself.
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Drake got on his skateboard. Homeward....Drake hoped he wouldn't get in any trouble for skipping PE class. A random jock wolf jeered at him as he sped by and Drake responded with an appropriate middle finger. Time to get started on all the homework he wasn't gonna do...
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As he walked home, Scar saw Drake give a middle finger to a jock wolf and couldn't resist to smile. Since he was a teenage husky, Scar always had strange feelings towards Drake. He loved how rebel Drake was, and he loved pretty much the same music style, although he was more of a Jimi Hendrix period lover. Scar was more of a Metallica and all that metal time period lover. Scar shared many common interests with Drake such as extreme sports and gore movies. But on the other hand, even though he barely knows Fly, Scar could feel a lot of common points with him and that's mainly why he suddently fell for him. If love is complicated like that, why bother loving... But yet, I'm suffering from being alone.
As he saw Drake pass on his skateboard on the other side of the road, he made up his mind. He had to talk to his best friend. So, Scar crossed the middle of the road without looking and catched up to Drake. He took off his earphones and put a paw on Drake's shoulder. Drake? I... I need to talk to you... It's really important and you're the only one who I can speak to. Scar could feel his eyes begining to be wet from the only thought of opening his emotions for the first time.
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As Buster waited outside he was greeted by his girlfriend, a Flareon named May. She was quite stunning and beautiful. Her orange tuff of hair halfway hiding one of her lovely aqua blue eyes.
"Hey sweetie!" May eagerly pounced on the Buizel, "What did you think about the transfer?"
Buster nuzzled her cheek and licked, "Good, I made a few friends at lunch. We're gonna have to switch classes and get all our confusion taken care of eh?"
"Yup... Say, I think I saw those guys hanging out with you, are they your friends?"
"Yeah, wanna meet them?"
"Sure!" Buster walked up to the trio of Anthros and got their attention, "Sup guys! This is my girlfriend, May."
"Why hello there! Who are all of you?" May smiled warmly and cutely, radiating happiness.
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"What is it?" Drake lit another cigarette. Almost one whole bloody day since his last one and those jock wolves didn't make his day any better.
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Scar took a deep breath and started to explainhis situation: I... I'm stuck Drake. Ever since I was a teenage boy, I felt something for you. I now understand that I love you. But... You're my best friend and I don't even know if you're gay. Plus today, I felt the same hard feelings towards Fly. The same feelings I have for you, I have it with Fly. And... And I just don't know what to do anymore. Scar started to cry as he felt an enormus weight had been taken of Scar's shoulders. He looked up at Drake, tears rolling down his face and buffered a "sorry", then turned around and started to run, feeling ashamed of crying in front of his best friend... Especially when he said he loved him.
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Drake sat down on his skateboard in shock. An admission of such feelings? He did have...feelings but he didn't know how he could ever show them.
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Arrived at home, Scar went straight up to his bedroom, without answering back to her mom's greeting and slammed his door room. Scar layed on his bed and let out the rest of his tears roll down. He closed his eyes, weak from crying and soon drifted off into sleep...
He was lying in the grass. It was a sunny day and he was comfortable in the grass, thinking about nothing. Although, against him, was this guy, the most wonderful guy on earth. He smiled and took his paw. Scar then looked up at his boyfriend's body, amazed by such sweetness. His fur was soft and everytime he would stroke it gently, he could feel his body shiver. His boyfriend then looked up at him and let out a sweet "I love you" which Scar answered by "I love you too Drake"...
I'll have you know
That I've become
Indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
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Scar jolt from his sleep as his Ipod radio alarm went off at exactly 7:30 AM. He turned it off, rubbed his eyes with his paws and got downstairs to eat some breakfest. His parents were already gone to work, which was a good thing as he wanted to be alone to think. Scar remembered the dream he had. Such a wonderful dream. With that dream, I think it proves my love for Drake is even more powerful than the love for Fly. I mean... He already knew I was gay, but I'm sure he never thaught that I had feelings for him. We're sure good friends and I don't even know if he's gay himself and... And by saying that, I'm so scared to have broke our friendship. Scar prepared his stuff and got off to school at 8:15 AM. He walked slowly to school, his mind constantly thinking as he listened to some Iron Maiden. Scar was definetly in love with Drake and he had to talk with Fly...
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Buster was in bed with May that night. The two fell asleep in each others arms and drifted off into their dreams. They often had the same dream and continued to share their time together even while asleep. When the alarm activated at 6:59 the two gently woke up and cuddled.
"Good morning Buizelly..." May whispered sweetly.
"Buuiii..." Buster nuzzled her and licked her wet black nose.
"Well, C'mon man! We gotta get ready for school."
"What's the rush m'lady? We got over an hour to..." Buster noticed a wink from May and 'That Look' in her eyes, "OHHHHHH...."
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The morning went on and the Buster's second alarm went off. The two were ready and went off to school. Buster noticed Scar walking to school as well, "Hey dude!" Buster caught up with his friend, "What happened yesterday? You just took off before I had a chance to introduce my girlfriend."
"Hii!," May perked her ears up and smiled warmly, radiating joy. There was something about her smile that made Scar at ease, "I'm May. What's your name?"
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Scar took off his earphones off and greeted Buster and May. Scar realized they were holding their paws and couldn't help but smile. But it was a smile mixed with both happiness and sadness. Nice to meet you May. I'm Scar. Scar WhiteDream. I'm glad to meet you. Scar started to walk again, closed his eyes and sighed. I... I just have some emotional problems Buster. Nothing to worry about, I'll be fine. Scar gave a smile to both of May and Buster, trying to hide the pain he had presently. What was most important today for Scar was to have a talk with Fly, as he had to have a serious talk with him. But anyway, let's talk about something else. What classes you have today? For me, I'm having World History, Math, French and Chemistry. Scar was a bit pleased to have someone to talk to... At least to help him forget the pain he had... For now.
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"Oh really? We just got our classes untangled. We're in the same classes as you. What electives did you get?" May asked.
"We got PE and Workshop," Buster added
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7:00 am, Fly's alarm goes off and ends a restless night for the husky, especially after yesterday's excitement. After taking a quick shower, putting on another pair of jeans and a t-shirt, as well as his jacket and Aviator Glasses, he leaves for school.
On the way, he checks his scedule, Hmmmmm, History, Algebra, German (again), and Chemistry. another day. I wonder what Scar's problem was yesterday... It's probably nothing, He'll probably be fine today. Then there's Drake. From what I have seen he seems like one messed up kid, but that's only one day. He was 'prolly trying to impress someone. Damn, I only moved here this summer and I'm already worrying about friends.
Fly reaches his locker and starts the stuffing routine, but he was moving rather slowly, thinking and worrying about Scar amd Drake.
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Scar, Buster and May arrived at school. Well... For my electives, I got Biology and Algebra. I know... I'm a science man, I don't like... All those "many" classes. Scar got to his locker, put away his stuff and as he was pulling out his World History manuals, the bell rang. He locked his locker and went up to room 235. I'll try to find Fly on lunch. I really need to talk to him. Scar remembered that Drake had chemistry today at 4th period with him. Now, Scar was really scared and just wanted to evitate Drake today as he was scared of what Drake would think of him. He was ashamed and scared to have destroyed an awesome relationship he had with his best friend.
As he entered room 235, he was shocked from what he saw. Fly was sitting on a desk in the class. Scar's heart almost stoped again and he could feel a sweat drop running in his neck. He slowly approached fly and said, almost out of breath: F...Fly? hummmm... I... I have to...to... to talk with you... a...aftter... I mean... I mean at the br... break. Is it... Is it ok with... with you? Scar was shaking badly, waiting stressfully Fly's answer. He knew this class was going to be hell...
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11am, Drake's eyes shot open. Damn....late again. And four classes with Scar to look forward to. it wasn't that he hated Scar, no that wasn't it at all...but he just didn't know how to feel at this point.
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Buster and May were eagerly putting together a WW2 project with paper mache and various art supplies. They excelled in this class back home and put their minds together to make a really eyecatching project. It was a large diorama of the battle of Kursk, Buster's favorite piece of Earth History and the greatest tank battle known to man. He even brought many of his paper mini T-34s, PZ3s, and all sorts of figurines to display on the grand project. May was in charge of the structural detailing. She was quite good at mimicking the destroyed buildings and putting together a stunning, gritty, war torn look.
"I feel like playing World of Tanks now..." Buster glued in the mini T-34s to their project, "Then again, you'd troll me with frikin' TD's and Artillery. Damn you and your Artillery!" Buster whispered.
"Artillery YAY!!!" May perked up and brought a surprise paper mini of a Hummel SPG. Upon seeing it Buster immediately raegs, internet style, "Trolololol"
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Oh boy, something is defiantly wrong here. Fly then replied just slightly louder then a mumble, "Sure Scar, you can, uh, talk to me during break... Is everything alright?"
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The bell rang annoncing the end of the class. Scar waited stressfully Fly and started to walk with him. He took a deep breath and started to explain his situation, his ears flopped down a bit. You see, these past days, I've been very mixed up in my emotions. It is all towards my love life. See, this summer and also since I was a teenage husky, I had some type of feelings towards Drake and I've only recently discovered this summer that I love him. May sound strange to you, but yes I am gay. But the only problem... Well... It's you... Scar sighed sadly and his tail was now between his legs. I have nothing against you, but since the day I saw you, I had those exact feelings towards you. But this night, I had a dream and that dream proved that my love for Drake was more than powerfull. I... I just don't know what to do anymore... I'm lost and I'm so scared to screw both of my friendships... I told Drake yesterday I love him... I'm scared Fly... And I don't want to lose you too Scar looked away, tears in his eyes again and waited for Fly's reaction. Before Fly could answer, Scar letted out a small whimper and a whispered "sorry".
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Fly's tail sank as he listened to Scar, "Well, uh... I just moved here this summer since my parents are in the military. I had alot of good friends there, and I almost had a girlfriend. I don't care that you're gay. This is an awkward time for all of us and I'm still not sure if I'm straight, gay, or bi. I'm starting to think I'm bi because since I met both you and Drake, I thought both of you were good looking, and I was starting to have feelings toward you. But you're already Drake's boyfriend, I'm not one to get in between any relationship, no matter how much I don't like it. I mean, I don't mind that you and Drake are an item. I just need friends now, maybe later I'll look for a relationship but not now. I lost it all when I moved I just don't want to keep it that way... ugh, I'm ranting again." Fly sighed as the tip of his tail started to brush the floor, "I just want keep friends at this point, and I don't mind that you have feelings for me, and I don't care that you have a relationship with Drake, I actually think it's kinda cute."
Fly tried to smirk to try to keep positive in this awkward moment, then spread his arms, "Would a hug make you feel any better about this whole situation?"
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Scar looked up at Fly, shocked from what he said. He could not beleive this. All this stress, all this crying, all this worrying... Just to end up hearing Fly say he didn't care. Scar then wiped out his tears, smiled a bit and hugged Fly tight, thanking him for what he said. He letted go of Fly and than said: Well... Drake and me aren't really boyfriends as I don't even know if he's gay or not. That's why I said I was scared. I'm scared to lose this childhood friendship I have with him, I'm scared he'll see me differently... Scar let out another small smile before going on: I just love the way he acts. So rebel but so nice. He is charming even if he doesn't know it and at the municipal pool this summer, I saw his body and... and... I drooled so bad. But anyway, I'm glad I talked about it but now you're kind of intriging me Fly. Do you mind talking about where you lived before moving here? Scar smiled as he waited Fly's answer, walking slowly in the hallways.
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The hug felt great to Fly, despite the odd looks in their direction from other students, it felt as if he was making a real good friend for once in his life.
Wiping a tear that came from the soft, sensitive moment, he answers Scar, "Well, like I said, My parents are in the military, the Air Force to be exact, and we moved here from out somewhere in Nevada, rather close to Las Vegas actually, and It was hot and dry. Not exactly the place for huskies like us; every few weeks I had to get my fur cut so short that it just always felt awkward. My friends? We were all military brats and that was why we stuck together. We didn't always get along and we almost never got really deep friendships because someone is always moving. My girlfriend? She was an Arctic Fox. I actually met her when we both had to get our fur trimmed for the first time. We both laughed at how ridiculous we looked afterwards and eventually went everywhere together. A few months later and people assumed we were dating, but we never made it official. So ya, that was basically my life before here..."
Fly seemed distant now that he remembered his old girlfriend, "So what about you? did you live here all your life with nothing interesting going on or do you have a story to tell?"
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Scar felt sad for Fly. All what he lived, it was very different from him but at some point, Fly had some common points with him. Actually, not really. I moved a lot too when I was young. I'm originally from Greenland but both of my parents died when I was young. My mom died while giving birth and my father killed by a polar bear. Got healed by a human as I fought the polar bear, reasons I have Scars. Ended up with my uncle in the North of Canada and moved here as I started my High School years. I've met Drake, the only close friend I managed to get here. Then came my depression about finding I'm homosexual but I'm happy today and... Yeah... that's basicly all and indeed, life here is sooooo boring.
The bell rang, announcing the second period. Scar looked up at his agenda and sighed. Damn... I'm going in Algebra. I like this subject but the damn functions are driving me crazy. Scar closed his eyes and started walking towards room 127. What are you going to Fly? scar asked.
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Man, talk about a rough life. Fly then looked at his schedule too,"I'm going to Algebra as well, math is one of my strong suits so I can help you out there. Life here might be boring, but let's make the best of it. By the way, where's Drake?"
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Scar's earphones were around his neck and he had put the volume to the maximum to be able to hear his music as well as Fly. The actual song was Laid To Rest by Lamb of God and he smiled as people turned around to give him weird looks about the music he listened. Scar didn't care about what people thought about his music and style such as he didn't care who listens to what. If people respects his style, he respects theirs. Drake? Oh he's probably late as usual. He likes to do that when he does not want to go in a class. Or maybe it's because he wants to evitate me, Scar thought.
As Fly and Scar walked towards room 127, Scar noticed the door was closed, meaning that the teacher was not yet arrived. But Scar noticed another thing too. He saw this blue husky wearing feminine clothing waiting at the door. Now that was something he was really interested to see as he was pretty much himself open minded, not like those kids today who beat up everyone just because they have frickles. Scar gave an elbow tap at Fly and pointed at the husky's direction. Look. A little new one. And really interesting. Scar did not let Fly the time to say anything and walked up to the new husky and smiled at him, taking a paw out to greet him. Hey there. Never seen you around here so I guess you're new. My name's Scar WhiteDream and my friend there who's coming is Fly. You've got a pretty fur. It's rare to see blue huskies but I like that. Oh and by the way, we're both huskies... Just to let you know. Scar smiled again and waited for the blue huskies reaction.
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Scar smiled as he shook Bloodfang's paw. Oh no, I find it actually pretty cool. I mean, it's your style. You have yours and I have mine and don't be shy here, Fly and me aren't gonne eat you. Then, Scar laughed as Mr. McFossel arrived ro unlock the door. Scar then said to Bloodfang: Teacher here are late but they always arrive before the second bell. Scar then entered the room as the teacher walked in and finish before sitting on a dask: Come sit with us. I think you'll feel less alone than in a awkward corner. Scar smiled back at Bloodfang and waited for him to respond.
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salem walked towards the steps of the school with a heavy sigh 'america...[color=]he heaved another T_T[/color]
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Dante noticed him on the steps. He walked over. "Hey there, new guy. I'm Dante Crosstail." He greeted.
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top o' the mornin to ya my name is salem
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"Nice to meet ya, Salem." Dante said smiling.
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salem holds out a handi'm new in america i have only been in country an hour
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"Oh?" Dante said, interested. "Where are you from?"
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ireland :)
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"Cool. My grandfather came here from around there." Dante said, his tail swishing from side to side slowly now.
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oh well thats interesting :D :/
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"Oh well, you want me to show you 'round the school?"
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aye me boyo
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"Okay then." Dante said before walking inside. "Follow me, newbie."
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aye[ /color] he follows fixated on his tail swishing back and forth
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Dante noticed he was staring at his tail. "What's the deal? There something on my tail?"
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he pounces on his tail snagging and chewing it
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"Aah!" Dante yelped, pulling his tail back. "Back off my tail!"
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stops attacking :P aye
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Dante held his tail close. "Jeez. You don't see me biting YOUR tail."
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you dont see me wereing shoes either
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Dante looked at Salem's feet. "What's with the bare feet?"
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why not? :?
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"Uhh..shoes are kind of part of the dress code." Dante said, scratching his head.
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so i don't care
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Dante stared at him. "Okay then, but when you get busted, don't say i didn't warn ya."
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pssh whatever
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0:)Dante rolled his eyes and continued walking.
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Salem followed still batting at his tail occasionally
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Dante sighed, slightly irritated.
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Cyril walked by, listening to his iPod. He stopped to fix his hair and put his fedora on. He started to walk again and bumped into Dante. "Sorry, bro." He mumbled, going on his way.
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After a few days of searching the school Buster finally rallied together the rest of his fellow Pokemorph friends. There was May, his beloved girlfriend Flareon, John, his cousin who was also a Buizel training to be in the military, and Robert, a Zorua with a playful, docile attitude.
Buster and his company walked together into the lunchroom. They recieved several glances as the Anthros of the school were not yet used to the fact that such strange creatures wandered throughout the school. Being friendly, Buster would always wave to them.
"Hello everyone! I found my friends."
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*Walking in from the other side of the room, Wolf 7133 noticed the group of pok'emorphs* thinking to himself: Aww Crap! they must have found out that I've been capturing their kind inside these small canisters and using them for illegal fighting and now their here to get revenge! :o *He then slowly backs out of the room*
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Having totally forgot he was even attending school, Koda wandered in, singing to himself without a care in the world. "What about LOOOVE"