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I spent the Recovery time Hiding in my room only coming out for drink or meals. My wound has gotten better now and showering doesn't hurt so much.My recovery time is now over and im gonna try my first day at shcool for the second time.

I jump in the shower at 5:40 and clean up. I do the usual now taking 40 minutes because of my dressing. I would like to say i've gotten used to the pain but i havent. I have no fun as i don't to be tired. I had enough fun last night anyway. I look over at my dirty boxers. I thought about last night for a second. I get it out of my head. Later i say in my head.

I have breakfast and brush my teeth try to un poof my fur but i only sucsess in flatening it a bit.I say goodbye to mum and grab my bike, put my earphones in and put my hood up over my freashly dyed bangs. I ride to shcool with my grime playlist on and my volume up to drown out the doubt and bad thoughts. 

I get in through the doors and go to my week briefing my hood up. There are some wispers from girls and thats about it. No one approaches me. no one talks to me. I go through the briefing fine and head to my first lesson. It's music so it's chill and i work on my own on my project. The teacher is super chill and helps me with anything as im not used to this software. my one is better in my opinion. Probably because im used to it.

There are two foxes in my class one is working in a group and seems happy, the other is on his own quite far from me. He caught my eye when i walked in he has Nice muscles but he's not ripped, a nice fluffy chest but it's not too fluffy, he's got beautiful swoopy black hair that from what i can see curls a tiny bit at the top and finaly lime green paws. I wonder if it's like mine, i wonder what else is lime green. i shake it from my mind quickly. "im such a slut" i whisper to myself. 

Just then i have an idea. Arron. I pull my phone out and send him a DM on istagram. I don't know why he gave it to me, i think it was something like if i have any questions i can ask him or whatever. Anyway i text him: Hey uhh can you do me a favor? I wait a minute for a response.          

Arrons POV: I get a text as im making a cup of coffee after a 12 hour shift. It's Ollie. I reply with:     Yeah sure dude what do you need? He replies quickly:                                                                                          so you know the fox that called the ambulance for me?                                                                                     Arron: Yeah                                                                                                                                                                                 Ollie: what did he look like? I think for a while. Tall, green paws, swoopy hair.                                       Arron: he was tall, had swoopy black hair and lime green paws.                                                                      Ollie: ok thanks Arron (he goes offline). humm strange. I sip my coffee and spit it out. "Fuck no milk or sugar!"

Ollie's POV:---- I look up at my mystery rescuer as he gets up and looks directly at me. I see his beautiful soft brown eyes and he's so tall. I quickly look down at my phone and act like i just got a text. He's so fucking fit. I drool a little but i don't let it get out of my mouth.

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