Pitbull POV:
I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock and fluttered my eyes open. I frowned, fretting my first day of school. I sighed anyway and crawled out of bed, untangling the covers from my dysfunctional body proportion. I shuffled into my bathroom and glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I grunted angrily, upset that my reflection will never show the beautiful creature who I really am.
I blared the High School Musical 2 album from my stereo in the other room as I brushed my teeth and danced along to the beat, swaying my hips in an awkward manner. It was my favorite album and my only wish was that I could meet Corbin Bleu and tell him how much of an inspiration he is to me. The sound of footsteps appeared, growing heavier as they trailed closer towards the bathroom.
"Pitty?" My mom called, gaping her mouth as I stood there in my Corbin Bleu briefs.
"Yes Mom?" I mumbled with toothpaste still in my mouth.
"When will you stop wearing your Corbin Bleu briefs? I know he's your idol, but Pit, you're 16 now. Don't you think it's time to grow up?" She folded her arms.
I roared before slamming the door in her face. I couldn't believe what she had just said to me! He's been my inspiration since I was 10 and I worshipped him nightly. I wasn't afraid to run away if she insult Corby one more time.
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I nervously played with my hands slightly above my crotch as I shakily walked into the school entrance. I gasped as I examined all the students in the hallway. They were all mythical creatures! There were dragons, fairies, witches, elves, werewolves, vampires, and many more. It seemed as if I was the only normal one here.
The other students turned their heads to me and narrowed their eyes at me all at once. I was speechless and terrified, but I swiftly walked past them, maneuvering my way to my first class. The bell rang just as I sat down at a desk that I now claimed mine. I fumbled to get my books out of my bag as the other students fled in the classroom. I felt eyes on me and I looked up to see that I was right. Everyone was staring at me and clearly, I was the minority at this school.
"What even are you?" A fairy asked as she hovered over my desk.
"I'm a human. I'm assuming you're a fairy?" She snickered in disbelief at my question.
"Am I a fairy? What do I look like, a platypus?" She smacked my bald head.
"I'm sorry, I'm just nervous and it's my first day at this school." I apologized, glancing down at my desk.
"I guess that was rude of me. My name is Diane." She held out her hand and I shook it way too firmly than I should have.
"Easy, ogre hands!" She flew back slightly.
"I'm not an ogre though..." I secretly wished I was one.
"Do ogres go to this school?" I asked, hoping she'd say yes.
"There's only one ogre that goes to this school." I practically jumped from my seat in excitement.
"What's his name?" I demanded.
"His name is Shrek. All the girls love him, including me!" She batted her eyelashes and sighed happily.
"Is he in this class?" My eyes were nearly crawling out of my sockets.
"What? You think he'll talk to someone like you? You're just a human with an awkward body proportion and a head more hairless than my pubes." She sputtered, rolling her eyes.
"Why don't you have any pubes? That's creepy..." I cringed scooting as far back in my chair as I could.
"I shave them, duh! I get a lot of werewolf dîck so I have to maintain the little lion." She sat down at the desk next to mine and I coudn't figure out why because she didn't seem to really like me.
"To be honest with you Diane, I didn't really need to know that." She was creeping me out now.
"Soz." She quietly mumbled to herself as the teacher came in.
"Settle down class. We have a new student that I'd like to introduce." The teacher announced, clasping his hands together.
I was sweating to a great extent, hoping he wouldn't call my name. The sweat dripped down my bald head to my butt crack and formed a stain on the back of my pants. I could only pray to Corbin Bleu that no one would notice the stain.
"Class, I'd like you to meet Pitbull." The teacher pointed to me and all eyes were now on me.
The class roared in laughter at my name. I was used to people making fun of me, but it never made me feel any better. I sank down in my seat to hide, but everyone's attention was clearly still on me.
"What kind of name is Pitbull?" A dragon laughed, accidentally breathing out fire.
"Are you a dog or something?" A werewolf hollered from the other side of the room.
"Well no, I-" I was shortly cut off by the teacher.
"That's enough class! You will treat Pitball with respect!" He slammed his fist on his desk.
"Actually it's Pitbull..." I chimed in.
"Whatever Pitbill." Another student muttered under his breath.
"Guys leave him alone, okay?" A raspy Scottish voice chimed in.
I turned my head to look behind me where the voice came from. My eyes met with a slimy green ogre. His breath was foul, but damn, I had never been so turned on by an ogre in my life. His eyebrows connected ever so carelessly and his chocolate brown eyes screamed 'you know you want me'.
"Thank you." I whispered to him and I couldn't help but let a smile creep upon my lips.
"You're welcome." His smile revealed his piss colored teeth which gave me a very hard bøner.
"Shrek, be quiet!" The teacher snapped at him.
"Shrek. His name is Shrek." I thought to myself and smiled.
