Déjà Vu - A Gay Furry Romance Story (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 13: The Tape

*Cooper's POV*
"Alex, come on, it's time to get up." I yawned and looked out the window at the slowly rising sun, remembering how fun yesterday morning was. Wow, it went quick after that, I don't even remember what happened in school...
Alex grunted and sniffled, stretching and letting out a huge yawn, much bigger than mine.
"Morning munchkin." He stroked my headfur, smiling, half asleep.
"Morning." I stepped up out of bed and reached for the curtains, shoving them open.
"AHHHH!! TOO BRIGHT, TOO BRIGHT!!!" Turning around, I could see Alex covering his eyes like he just saw someone die right in front of him.
"Alright, Jesus Christ..." I chuckled and closed the curtains again.
"Shall we get going to school then?" He rubbed his eyes.
"Alright, let's get dressed."

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We were walking down the school road, kicking random leaves along the floor until we got to the gate. Walking in, I looked around us. There were quite a few furs here already, and if there weren't as many, I might not have noticed that some of them were grinning at us. Not in awe or appreciation, but more in smugness and savagery. It was almost like I could sense someone had done something, and everyone was just beginning to find out what it was. Noticeably, Alex was beginning to get curious as to why we were being stared and grinned at more often than usual.
"Uh, what are you guys looking so evil for?" He questioned to one of them, raising his eyebrow.
"Heh, you'll find out..." The dachshund grinned even wider, and winked, waddling away.
Alex gave me a look which blatantly said "What on earth?" as to which I replied with a simple shrug, since I had no idea what this was all about myself.
"We better get inside quick." He mumbled.
"Yeah." I agreed. He motioned me swiftly into the large building, while I could feel hundreds of pairs of eyes fixed on us from behind.

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*Alex's POV*
I was awoken in assembly by Cooper nudging me awake. Seems that I fell asleep..? Heh, not a surprise, since Mr. Kenny's monologues are so boring.
"The effects of child soldiers on their governments are a warning as to how our world is becoming more and more corrupt. I would like you all to watch this video about what we can do to prevent it... is something wrong, Mr. Lamont?" Mrs Moors glared through her glasses at Aidan, who was silently laughing and smirking. Aidan is a nasty tiger. He didn't half bite my arm off in eighth grade...
Aidan regained his composure and straightened his back.
"No, Mrs Moors!" He was fidgeting with his hands behind his back, his tail visibly drooping between his legs.
"There better not be." Mrs Moors walked to the opposite side of the room, and ordered for the assistant to play the video. She clicked the link on the PowerPoint, and...
"EUGH!!!"
"WHAT THE FUDGE?"
"OH MY!!!"
Those were only a tiny percentage of exclamations which bounced across the room. I looked up, in shock, as to what just sparked this sudden outburst. My jaw dropped.

On the screen, where the video of child soldiers was scheduled to be, there was no video of child soldiers. It was a car. A Mercedes-Benz. And in the back seat could clearly be seen two guys completely going all over eachother. It was me and Cooper. In the front seat, Jenny and Zappy were grinning wildly. Zappy spotted the camera and turned around to Jenny, and the film ended. Everyone in the room was either pulling faces in disgust, staring at me and Cooper or plain fangirling.
The next thing I knew, there was a sound of hurried pawsteps behind me. I turned around, and Cooper was frantically pushing through the crowd to get away from the scene.
"Cooper, wait!" I started after him, getting clogged up in the sea of furs who were either angry, shocked, fangirling, or all three.
Someone grabbed my shoulder and twisted me around.
"Sweet dreams, lover boy."
The deer punched me to the ground, and I was knocked unconscious.

*AN* Well well well! This went down faster than Donald Trump! Sorry if this chapter is a lot shorter than the other ones, but I'm still struggling to find ideas for my stories. Nothing seems good anymore, for some reason. Don't worry though, I'll try to fix that. c: