Two worlds

Chapter 1

Jack POV

"Jack, get the hell down here!!" I groaned as I woke up to my sister's annoying voice. Today was my first day college. A new year of education for everyone.

Fortunately my sister was out of college and had work to do. That's besides the point.

I got out of bed and got ready for the day. My ears all ruffled up from the way I slept was pretty horrible, so I brushed out my hair along with my ears. After getting ready I went downstairs to see my sister leaving for work. "I'm leaving so you'll have to drive yourself to the campus. I'll see you next break, be good and behave yourself." She told me. I had no idea what she meant by seeing her until next break. Sometimes I swear she's crazy.

Whatever, after I finished my breakfast I grabbed the keys and headed out the door.

*oop*

I parked in the parking lot to see people rolling suitcases for some reason. Anyways, I got out of my car grabbed by backpack from the backseat and walked through the courtyard.

I walked into the main building to see lots of people. Tall, short, older, younger. Looking around there are no lockers in sight. They say curiosity killed the cat. Funny right.

I walked into the Dean's office to see him busy with paperwork. "Sorry, I probably should've knocked," I said closing the door.

"It's alright, now how can I help you."

"Why does everyone have a suitcase or a large bag?" I questioned.

"Oh, this is a college after all. We have dorms that students stay in", he responded. Well that's one thing my sister forgot to mention.

"Oh, umm...my sister forgot to mention that. Would you mind if I went home REALLY quick to get my belongings I need." I hastily said.

"...I guess that's okay" he said in a mumbled tone. After those words I sped out his office and rushed to my car.

*oop*

After rushing out my car I raced upstairs to pack a suitcase.

Throwing almost every single pair of clothes I had in there and slowed down to grab my most prized possession. A picture of my family. My mom behind a younger version of me. My sister beside me in front of our dad. We were all wearing our clan uniform.

My family was never part of the big war between the felines and canines until our leader picked out all the men of our clan. My dad was one of them. He was killed during a mission. As for my mom, she got tired, depressed, and lonely. My sister and I were still with her, but even she would still miss our dad. One day... she was fed up with it and overdosed in pills. Since then my sister took care of me.

Afterwards packing I went back to the university in time, for they would close the gates to the campus.

Classes didn't start for another week. The time off was for unpacking. Getting your dorms I suppose and other things.

*sksk*

I went to the room named, 'Student Council' I knew there would be an election so as expected there was mostly staff members. I walked up to a lady sitting at the head part of the a table. I asked, "Hi, I'm here to get my dorm key I think."

She looked up at me, "Name?"

"Jack Jones, ma'am", not gonna lie this lady gave me strict old woman vibes. Besides that she gave me my key with the number 322 on it.

I went down the hall to see a spread out map of the campus. In the 'North' section was the main building with all the classes. The 'South' where I was is the council building. In the 'East' was the girls' dorm. You guessed it, boys in the 'West'.

*oop*

Walking down the paths heading west. Trees everywhere and in the middle of the grassy part a fountain filled with clear water. I noticed that the water has a tint of blue to it, as if they put blue dye in it.

Anyways, after walking I made it to the West Wing. It was kind of amazing to look at. There were so many floors. I walked up to the door and pulled the handle. The entry way was pretty modern but also had a...sporty look. Trophy cases with pictures of graduates.

I took the elevator to the 3rd floor. It was quite impressive on how fast the elevator went. On the way to the room you passed some janitor doors, vending machines, and surprisingly a countertop. I'm guessing it's for a place to lean on when you get bored or to fix a meal. I honestly have no idea what it's for.

I stopped at the door room that had the number, 322. Below the number placed on the door was a surface that has letters on it. They were names. Mine, 'Jack Jones' and 'Alex Ford'. I opened the door to see two beds. Opposite of each other, one side hella decorated. With things like, sport pictures, posters, and other simple decor. Something I also saw was a small plant, a cactus. Next to the plant was a gold chain.

I walked up next to the nightstand to see a rose pendant. I picked it up and opened it. Inside was a family portrait.

Next thing I knew, I had been pushed, harshly. The hand had been on my throat. I looked up to see a guy who I'm guessing is my roommate. "Why were you touching my shit?!" He yelled at me. His eyes were really diluted.

"I swear I was only looking" I mumbled, responding while clutching my throat.

"Don't do that" he said looking down at his chain.

He finally looked at me. His eyes widened when he saw my ears. From his reaction I could tell he was a descendent from the canine clan. Plus his ears were perked up and differently shaped. "Your a cat" he finally said.

"Don't rub it in. I know I'm not a tiger or lion. Sorry." I said, looking away from him. Everyone likes to remind me on how I'm not some big or powerful wild cat.

"So I'm guessing your my roommate..." he questioned.

"Yup, if you have a problem with it. Deal with it" I stated

"Oh great you've got snark too." He said with attitude.

Man this was going to be a long year...

*skrrrr*

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