I plopped my fat ass down in my normal seat in my first period class, which was the worst, for many reasons. For one, it was ELA, which was boring. Two, it was first period ELA, so I was asleep half the time. Three, don't ask how, but I suck at ELA. Four, because it's always cold in that room. Five, because there are a shit ton of bullies-... shall I continue?
Of course, the seat was a bit too small for me, but I managed as well as I could've I suppose. Justin, the ass I mentioned earlier, was sitting behind me, and the teacher hadn't come in yet, which meant that I would get fucked with for around five minuets or so. Justin smacked the back of my head, and I flinched, but for the most part tried to ignore him. He then tried getting my attention.
"Kid... hey, I'm talking to you..." I let out a low growl and slowly turned around, with a pissed look on my face. "You gotta respect your higher ups kid..." Kid...? I was months older than this fuck.
"Who the hell are you calling kid you midget?" Justin snarled, swinging at me. I ducked in my chair, and shoved him over another desk, and that's when the teacher walked in, and she wasn't happy.
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"This is the tenth time that you boys are in my office..." The dean said, turning to Justin and I from his view out the window. "Every other week it seems you two get into some sort of trouble...""Well maybe if smarty over here wasn't such an a-" The dean slapped his hand, to stop Justin from speaking.
"You want to have more detention young man?" The dean asked, staring Justin in the eye. Justin looked to the side, obviously intimidated by his stare.
"No sir..." He said, trying to play it cool. The dean then turned to me. For some reason, he wasn't sick of seeing me like almost everyone else.
"How are we today mister Flareo?" He asked, sitting at his chair, while Justin mumbled stuff under his breath. I sighed, gesturing to my gut.
"As good as I can with these a-holes around..." Justin looked up.
"Why the hell doesn't he get slapped for cursing?!" The dean glared at Justin again.
"One, he didn't actually say it, and two, I actually like Flareo." I snickered, and Justin looked at me with hatred.
"Flareo, you can go... and don't be so self conscious about your gut alright...?" I smiled, and nodded. He wasn't exactly in the best shape either. He had some chub on him, but didn't really seem to care. I wish I didn't care.
I nodded, and picked up my bag, waving "bye" to Justin sarcastically before shutting the door, and heading to gym.
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As you can imagine, gym is pretty much hell for a fatty like me. Lots of running, jumping, throwing, climbing, all that jazz. The only good thing about it was that Chase was in my class, which always made me feel better.
I walked in, and all the furs on my right started chatting, most definitely about me. I ignored them, and put my stuff in my locker, before heading out to the gymnasium.
It went as usual. Jogging, climbing the ropes (as far as I could, which wasn't very far at all), pretty much anything you'd do in gym. But Chase and I had both gotten hurt that period, so we stayed behind for some minuets, and we were the only ones in the showers at that time.
I got into the shower I usually went into, and stripped down, Chase's tiny ears noticeable in the shower next to me. I blushed, imagining him naked for a moment, before shaking my head and snapping back to reality. Chase wasn't bi, as far as I knew, or gay... so I shouldn't think about things like that. Chase then called to me from the stall over.
"Flareo...?" He asked, sounding shy.
"What is it?" I asked, confused but also curious at the same time.
"I have a question..." He said, getting out of his stall, and peering into mine, as I covered my large junk, blushing best red.
"Er-Uh... what is it?" I asked, my hands still covering my junk. Chase looked to the side, blushing.
"I-If I was to... ask you out... what would you say...?"
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AUTHOR'S NOTE :
Wow, so we got 10 views and some votes pretty quick on the last chapter. And sorry for the semi-cliff hanger ending on this one? XD. But I didn't think this book would get ANY views, but it did, so thank you to those reading ^w^.Next chapter will be in the next day or two.
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FanfictionFlareo is a 17 year old FireFox, about to enter his last year in high school. Bullying has been an issue for almost all his life, and he'd let himself go over the years, and he has almost no friends. His only friend, is his friend Chase, the same ag...