Summer Of Fur (Furry Boy x boy)

TWO

I awoke to my alarm on my phone. I turned it off, and got up. I yawned and stretched, clenching my toes in the process. I looked into my mirror and sighed in relief that my black eye was healed enough not to be noticeable. After getting fully awake, I grabbed a pair of neon blue briefs and a red towel and made my way to the bathroom.

Once all clean up and 'covered', I went to my closet and picked out a pair of black pants and a grey skull shirt. After getting on my clothes, I put on my rainbow studded belt, leather watch band, and my lucky Dragon scale which was tied into a necklace using fishing line. I grabbed my phone, wallet, and skates and walked to the living room.

Dad's hooker had left her clothing on the floor again. I sat as far away from them as possible, fearing I'd get Chlamydia just from being able to smell them. Strapping my in line skates on, I grabbed my messenger bag and skated out to the landlady's office.

"Charity? Are you there ma'am?" I asked, knocking at her door. The small, plump ferret opened the door. "Oh, Leo! Happy 16th birthday! I made you a fresh batch of snickerdoodle cookies for you to take to school with you!"

"Thank you, ma'am! But I can't accept this. I don't have rent for you this month." I sighed. "Oh, phooey on the rent! I get practically rich in this complex. Rent's on me, just as long as you're here to see me, deary!" she said sweetly.

I hugged her, tail wagging like crazy, attacking her with repetitive "thank you"s. After leaving her office I looked at the time. "Shit! 8:25? I'm going to be late!" I said. Putting a determined look on my face, I sped off.

Everything was a blur I was going so fast. I jumped, crouched, and turned through obstacles as my adrenaline rush increased along with my speed. The school was just around the turn. "Just in ti-AAAAAAGH!" I screamed as I was tripped and fell hard on the pavement. "Hehehe! Have a nice trip, Faggot?" I heard Tyson say.

Tyson was the school's musclebound dimwit. He'd pick on you and call you "nerd" for getting a 2nd grade question correct. I always thought that if you shaved that bushy, amber mane of his, you'd find an awkwardly shaped tumor poking out of his head. "Tyson, you couldn't trip if you figured out HOW to, king of the asshair!" Vicky said. I sighed in relief, knowing she was here.

Vicky and me were like Ice cream and cake. Both good on their own, but complete together. She was a black rat with scene hair. I thanked her as she picked me up.

"Hey, Vicky? Where's your lesbian bitch at?" I heard one of Tyson's followers say. "Scissoring your mom's vagina and licking your sister's cunt, jizzhead." she called out.

We sat down at Animagus High's front steps. "How's your little brother?" I asked, curious to know. "Well, for a kid with autism, he's doing a hell of a lot better than before. Mom's constantly on his ass, but it's only normal, right?" she asked rhetorically. "How's your dad?" Vicky asked, concerned. I sighed. "Not getting any better, huh?" she guessed. I nodded. She tussled my hair. "Look at the bright side. We're about to win the Animorphica contest!" she cheered.

"Geez, Vick, I thought I told you I didn't wanna enter." I groaned.

"Well they needed at least ONE entry, and I know as much as you do that we definitely need a vacation."

I was about to speak but I realized that she kinda had me at an impasse. 'Damn girls with there social genius..' I thought.

Later at lunch, me and Vicky were just hanging around, sharing Charity's snickerdoodles. "So what about Tyson?" I asked.

"Don't worry. I'll just Photoshop him having sex with Ms. Halestone as best as I can, hack into his MuzzleNovella account and post it up while tagging all of his friends on it." Vicky snickered with sadiatic evil.

"You really hate Ms. Halestone, don't you?" I chuckled.

"What can I say? She's a dirty, slutty creep!" she smiled, shoving a cookie in her mouth.

In Economics Ed, I was sketching out a drawing of a pair of broken hearts raining black fluid on me, when the intercom rang.

"GOOD AFTERNOON STUDENTS, I WOULD LIKE TO CALL VICKY RODENTIA AND LEO LUPINSON TO THE COUNSELOR OFFICE"

Seeing as how we'd be in a camp for the last 3 weeks of school, I made the best of it, and took a chance and stood up, walking to the front of the class.

"Fellow Classmates, I would like to say farewell to all of you writhing, miserable monsters. I'd like to thank you jocks for pummeling me to the ground, and you rich girls for kicking my self esteem in the ass on the internet. I hope to see you all dead and in Hell when I get back." I smiled and left the room.

Thank GOD the teacher was in the restroom.

I walked into the counselor office and sat on a chair next to Vicky. "You needed to see us, Mrs. Pacca?" I asked.

The Llamma handed us both a slip of paper. She smiled "A bus will be at our school to pick you up at the bell for last period in 3....2....1." The bell rang and me and Vicky stood up an left. I skated alongside her until we were outside of the building where there was a short bus was waiting for us. "Ready for this, Vick?" I asked. "You bet your awesome gay ass I am!" She grinned.