Fur

Chapter 2

    Ross bullets down the street, bursting with the excitement of what the day might have in store. He finnaly makes it to the school and marvels at the multitude of kids flooding inside.

    "Wow, that's a lot of people" he says to himself. He makes his way towards the school, maneuvering through the crowed of people, he stops and looks up at the schools name in huge stone letters above the entrance "Oakwood High school" he reads out loud.

    He walks into the school and reaches behind him to grab his back pack. He grabs it and pulls out a piece of paper stating where his locker was and where his classes were. After a while of searching and making his way through the crowd he finnaly finds his locker. He struglles to open it, but no matter what he tries it just won't open, and he is so preoccupied with the locker that he doesn't notice someone come up from behind him.

    "Um do you need some help with that?" Inquires a mysterious voice from behind Ross which startled him, so much that his tail puffs up in his pants and he as to use all of his self control to get it to go down before someone notices.

    Ross turns around, and there standing in front of him was a the cutest guy Ross had ever seen. He had dirty blonde hair which is perfectly curly, as well as deep green eyes that resemble emeralds, and he wore the cutest hipster glasses. "Um, um, um, yeah my locker is stuck" Ross said without taking his eyes off the boy in front of him.

    "Well here let me see that" he takes the paper which also has  Ross' locker combo on it and he goes up to it and starts fiddling with the lock. After a few minutes the locker swings open and the mysterious boy stands there with a big silly grin on his face gesturing towards Ross' locker. "voila"

    "Wow thanks, I would have been totally screwed if you hadn't showed up"

    "Oh it was no big deal, I just saw someone that looked like they might need help, and went over to see what I could do"

    "Well the help is still appreciated" Ross says as he puts his books in his locker.

    "So, uh, are you new to this school" inquires the mysterious boy.

    "Yeah, today's my first day, and as you can tell by my locker situation, it isn't starting out as the best"

    "Well if you want I could help you around school, show you where your classes are, give you a place to sit at lunch, you know, stuff like that"

    Ross starts blushing as he hears this "um yeah that would be pretty cool"

    "Ok well by the looks of this" the boy looks down at the piece of paper he is still holding, "you have got Mr. Stienbech's English class first"

    "Oh yeah English my favorite subject" Ross says in a sarcastic tone, half to himself.

    The boy chuckles, "Yeah I know what you mean, but school is school" he gestures down the hallway "shall we get going?"

    "Um, sure" Ross says sheepishly as he grabs his binder out of his locker and starts walking with the boy.

    "By the way, my name is Harry, Harry Temp"

    "Well nice to meet you Harry Temp, I'm Ross Hershton"