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First Sight

" Wednesday"

By: Silverback Christianpaw

Around 7:00 in the morning Myne came by to get the bag with the football players' uniforms in it. I forgot to dry them before I went to sleep. So when I woke up in the middle of the night to get a snack I put them in the dryer so they'd be all ready for Myne . . . well all but one.

I already had my plan ready to go for the day, all I had to do was sit back and wait. So after Myne left to go to the football field I decided to happily kick back and watch some TV. I finally took Leif's uniform off my pillow and washed it, by the time I woke up that morning it already smelled more like me than it did of him.

As I sat on my lazy butt watching some TV cop show with my tail wagging through the hole in the back of the chair I kept playing the plan over and over again in my head. I was going to cash-in one of my consequence-free school days and just stay home with Leif's uniform. Then, when Myne brought the uniforms to the school and Leif didn't find his uniform then he would tell Coach, who would then talk to Myne, then Myne would call or text asking me if I forgot a uniform. I'd play it off by telling him, "Whoops, it fell behind the dryer," or something. So then after school Leif would have to come to the house to get it and that's my chance to reveal to him how much I loved him and then ask him out. Then we could fall in love and be very happy together. I loved my brain. The plan was so easy that it was dirty. Unfortunately, that's not how it went.

I kept on watching TV while looking at my phone every few minutes, just waiting to get a text message or a call from Myne. And around noon I finally did get a phone call but it wasn't from my cell phone, but from the home phone, and it wasn't Myne calling, but someone different.

"Oh hey Coach, what's up?" I said when I answered.

"Hey boy, Myne just told me that he put you in charge of washing the players' uniforms last night, is that true?" He sounded mad but I could tell he was trying to stay calm.

"Maybe," I said.

"Maybe? What do you mean 'maybe'? Either you did or you didn't boy, did you?"

I gulped. "Yes, sir."

"That is Myne's job."

My tail curled in between my legs from the sound of his voice, "I know sir, and I apologize, but Myne was having trouble with other things and I just thought it would be nice to help him out."

"Yeah well, one of the players' uniforms is missing. Do you know where it is?"

I gulped again, "Um, I'm not sure, I thought I returned them all--"

"Because if you don't return the uniform I will have you banned from graduation for stealing school property." I aborted the plan.

"Eep! Um, hold on sir, let me look, maybe it fell behind the dryer or something, hold on."

I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth as I pulled the uniform out of the dryer, all clean and ready to go.

"Oh yep, here it is, I accidentally left it in the dryer. Hehe bonehead huh?"

"Yeah," his anger didn't let up, "Now, I want you to bring it to me or otherwise I am standing by what I said."

I looked down, "Yes sir, I'll be there ASAP."

"Good." Click.

* * *

I drove down to the school with Leif's uniform in the passenger seat. I was sad I had to say bye to it but I knew this was just part of the challenge. Leif and I were going to be together somehow . . . I just needed to figure out how to do it. There were only three school days left before we had to take our finals and then Leif and I would be going our separate ways. I had to hurry before I lost him for good.

I showed the school security guard my ID and he waved me into the back parking lot by the tennis courts. I walked with Leif's uniform in paw to the boys' locker room. I opened the door but when I walked in the locker room was empty. For a second I thought Coach Devon wasn't there.

"Um, Coach?" I said.

"In here boy!" he said from his office, the tone sounding the same as it did on the phone.

I nervously walked into his office. He was sitting at his desk writing on a piece of paper. He smelled strongly of Bold Spice. I didn't know if it was the bodywash, the aftershave, or cologne, but whatever it was he was using way too much of it.

"I'm here," I said.

He looked up at me without saying another word. I placed the clean and nicely folded uniform on his desk, "Here is the uniform, and I'm sorry again for accidentally leaving it at my house." He went back to his paper and scribbling stuff down. I wasn't sure what else to say. "Ok, well I'm going to go."

"Sit down," he said. My nervous butt quickly jumped into the seat. Coach Devon was very intimidating and his angry voice wasn't changing my opinion.

"Yes sir?" My voice squeaked. I was so scared that my tail curled around one of the legs of the chair.

"Do I look stupid to you boy?" he asked me.

I frowned, "No sir."

"Because you're up to something."

My balls quickly sucked up into my gut. "I am?"

"Yes, yesterday I caught you snooping around outside the locker room and you wanted to come in. I told you that you couldn't but then Myne tells me that you then tried to sneak into the locker room in a laundry sack. And now you are washing the players' uniforms?"

Damn it Myne, he doesn't handle pressure well, I thought. I tried to kill the tension with a joke,

"It was just one time! It meant nothing!" I giggled and my tail started to wag again. However, his expression didn't change.

"You think this is funny boy? Well I don't, I am an official here at Tailside and I have to make sure all rules are being enforced, including keeping out no good little punks like you."

My eyes widened.

"Listen sir, I understand what I did, but that doesn't give you the right--"

"Shut up!" he scowled. He stood out of his chair and pointed his finger at me, "I told you, I think you're up to something. I don't know what it is but I don't have a good feeling about it. My guess is it's a senior prank or something. But nonetheless, I don't want you in this locker room ever again. Do you understand me?"

I felt like I could just shrink down in my chair until I completely disappeared, but I knew that wasn't going to happen, damn my luck.

"No problem." I said with my head down.

"'No problem?' No, that's not what I want to hear you smart ass. You show me some respect!" I looked up at him and his eyes were almost glowing red at me as he stared me down. I didn't like being called a punk or a smart ass but I knew I was not going to win a fight with this guy, so I tried being the bigger wolf, even though he was a bear.

"No problem, sir," I said.

"Good," he said.

Just then an older female brown bear walked in holding the paw of a little bear cub. The female was wearing a white-collared shirt and a red business suit. The cub was probably only about four years old, he was wearing a little baseball hat, a blank red shirt, and little jeans shorts, and he was carrying a lunch box.

The female bear spoke, "Love, I have to go to the office early today, can you take care of Aden until I get back?"

Coach growled under his breath before agreeing,

"Yes dear."

She smiled a little smile and greeted him with a quick kiss and gave the little cub a kiss on the cheek before scurrying off.

"Alright, son," Coach said (referring to the cub), "Stay right here and don't touch anything, I'm going to go to storage and get you some crayons or something."

I grabbed my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. It looked like I was not needed anymore. I was going to tuck my tail in between my legs and just leave.

"H.K, remember what I said," Coach said to me as I got up. He walked off to go get his son the crayons.

I sighed to myself. I didn't know what I was going to do now. My plan to get Leif backed fired in my face. I needed to think of a new plan, but what was I going to do?

"Who uniform is this? Is it yours?" the little cub asked me as he poked at Leif's uniform still lying on the desk.

"Um, no, it belongs to a tiger. A very big, but very nice tiger," I said.

"Cool," he said as he pushed himself up into his dad's office chair.

My ears started twitching and the gears in my head were spinning as I thought of a great idea, and this little bear may just do the trick.

"Hey, wanna make five bucks?" I asked him.

He smiled at me cutely, "Sure."

"Alright," I quickly looked around and tore a sheet of paper out of Coach Devon's notebook and started scribbling down my message on it,

"This is your secret admirer,

I've had my eye on you for a while and I was wondering if you wanted to get to know me better . . . if you catch my drift. :p <3 Meet me at Basin Park tonight at 11:00, dress very sexy. Hope to see you there stud. Text me. *kisses*"

I wrote down my phone number on the paper, folded it up, and gave it to the little cub along with a five dollar bill. I looked into his eyes and whispered,

"Now, here is what you are going to do. Your dad is going to give that football uniform to the player it belongs to, the tiger. When he does that I want you to give this note to him. Tell him it's from a 'special friend' alright?"

"Ok," he smiled.

"Hehe, awesome. Thanks a lot, hehe." I grabbed my backpack and left before Coach could make his way back.

I was so excited I had an extra hop and a skip in my step as I made my way back to the car. I walked across the empty football field. I thought about how cool it would have been if I randomly saw Leif running laps or doing something, but I knew he was probably in class. I tried to think of what I was going to wear for this new, full-proof plan. I walked past the tall-fenced tennis courts where a couple of raccoons were playing a game. I never realized how beautiful the campus was in all four years that I was there.

The hills were covered with freshly cut grass and healthy trees. Sweat was dripping down my cheek as the summer season neared, but what was amazing was the fact that the sun seemed to fit-in with the beautiful scenery.

I was all set to head home when I got into my car and started it up and got on the little, one-lane exit road when I ran into the absolute last couple of people I wanted to see,

"Wow! The fags just jeep on comin!" said Cole, the muscular bunny as he was walking with the big black horse, Bainx. I remember them too well from the football field two days ago.

"Oh come on," I whispered under my breath.

The two big football players started blatantly walking in front of my car as they were walking down the road, I wanted to drive past them but with only one lane there was nothing I could do without running them over.

Cole stopped right in his bunny tracks.

"Eep!" I slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting him. I growled loud and rolled down my window,

"Hey! Get out of the way!" I yelled.

Cole said to Bainx, "Did you hear that Shawn? He said, 'Hey! I'm super-gay!"

My teeth started showing as I growled, "You guys want to be run over?!"

Cole leaned over and put his paws on the front-end of my car with a stupid smile on his face.

"Hey! Get off my damn car!" I snarled. Shawn (Bainx) had a dopey smile on his face as he started walking over to my door. I tried to take a deep breath as I looked up at him,

"Seriously guys, I need to get home," I said to him.

He smiled, "Well then you're going to need some gas." With that one line he turned around, bent over, and stuck his big giant ass inside my car.

"Hey! What the--?"

His tail waved in the air as he farted in my car. The odor kissed my nose as I tried to back away from his big butt.

"Oh come on!" I yelped.

He farted again, this time it lasted nine seconds and smelled even worse, like as if the first one was just a warm up. I could hear him and Cole laughing their tails off. I had to think fast. I looked around and pulled out the cigarette lighter and barked as I jabbed it right into his ass cheek.

"Reigh!" he bellowed and pulled his ass out of the car window. I quickly the window up and looked out my windshield to see the road was all clear. My tires screeched as I bolted down the one way street while Cole was checking on Shawn. I passed through the exit-gate and sped down the road.

I was so scared I started panting and sweating. I took a few deep breaths to relax. The car still reeked of the gaseous odor that came out of the enormous behind. Fortunately, I was a wolf who happened to like that kind of smell. I kept only one paw on the wheel the entire drive back to the house, hehe.

* * *

I was finally shown a little mercy when my myphone chimed in with a text message from a new number.

" Secret Admirer?" is what the message read. I was having a heaping helping of uberness excitement. The little cub came through and I finally had Leif's number, finally. I responded back with a, " Hello my luv. <3 <3 <3" Then I put his number into my phone. He replied,

Leif: " Hehe hi there. I got your note."

Me: "Hehe goooooood. I been trying to get your # 4 a while now *kisses your sweet lips*

Leif: " So did you still want to meet up tonight?"

Me: "I sure do <3<3<3"

Leif: "Ok. I'll be at Basin Park at 11. What exactly do you want me to wear?"

Me: "Sumthing studly and SEXY hehe *reaches my paw down your pants and feels your balls*"

Leif: "*murrs* Hehe ok hun. I'll meet you at 11 and I'll make sure you will not be disappointed."

Me: *murrs* Ooh baby <3<3<3"

* * *

I looked at my myphone as it read 10:50 p.m. I sat on the only bench in the park, which according to my night vision had been badly painted green and was right next to a big playground. There was nobody there fortunately. My tail was wagging wildly and the night air was cold but I was so excited I didn't even notice.

I was finally going to get the chance to talk to Leif, the biggest and cutest quarterback tiger in the entire world. He was the tiger of my dreams and I loved him more than life itself. And it was true love, so true it could never have been washed away.

10:52 p.m. My phone suddenly received a text. I looked at it:

Leif: "I'm in the park cutie. <3"

Oh my gosh, he's early, I thought. But it didn't matter to me. I had been waiting to talk to this hunky tiger for three whole days . . . I didn't want to wait three more seconds!

Me: " Me too baby. Sitting on the bench"

I was biting my bottom lip. I was so excited. Everything was absolutely perfect. The moonlight shined and the stars were out to see the show. The air smelled wonderful, like a combination of cool ice cubes and Bold Spice . . . wait a minute.

Now, I wasn't a cat but I can tell you that all the fur on the back of my neck to the tip of my tail was standing up when the thought of this other person struck the inner recesses of my brain.

I stood up. I looked out around the park, letting my night vision do its job. I looked around all the trees, at the drinking fountain, the basketball courts while I was muttering 'Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Ohmygod,' under my breath.

The smell of Bold Spice was getting stronger and stronger. My suspicions started becoming a reality when I started smelling a very familiar scent, but it wasn't the scent of my tiger but of someone else.

I planted my butt down on the bench again, I saw him. It was definitely him. There was absolutely no denying it.

I scooted over to the end of the bench and turned my back to him as I started hearing footsteps getting closer and closer thumping on the grass as he approached me. I thought of just running away right then and there but my legs were shaking so bad I knew I was going to fall flat on my face the moment I got up from the bench. My fingers pickled as I tried to type out another text message, but I had no idea what to say.

The bench creaked as he sat down on it.

"Well I'm here cutie pie. Let's, ahem, get to know each other a little better," said Coach Devon. I looked down at my phone and closed out the texting app and switched to the video camera and pressed the record button.

"Turn around darling, I want to see your pretty face," he said as he put his paw on my shoulder and rubbed on my back. I kept looking down at the glow of the myphone as I turned on the little flashlight on the phone, then he tugged on my tail.

"Hi Coach," I said and turned around, immediately shining the lens on him.

"Jesus Lion Christ!" He popped up off the bench and looked at me. "What the fuck are you doing here H.K?!"

"Um, I'm showing everybody in the world what coaches like to do after hours! Yeah! Ooh, look at this. Mmmm, Coach Devon, Coach Devon of Tailside High School, is in the park wearing a black leather jacket, a tank-top, and tight black chaps!"

He started shaking, "Turn off that fucking camera!" he pleaded. I looked at the chaps,

"Ass-less chaps! Oh my good God!"

"Put the phone down H.K!" he got pissed and started coming after me to take the phone out of my paw, but I dodged his grasp. I had him right where I wanted him,

"What will the viewers on Viewtube think of this? Coach Devon is in ass-less chaps and why is that?!"

He screamed, "H.K.!" And gave his paw another swipe to try and knock the phone away from me but I was one step ahead of him.

"Is it because he has a very peculiar taste in style?"

"H.K, give me that phone right now!" he growled.

"No, it's because he came here to the park so he can fuck a student!"

He stopped dead in his tracks and looked into the camera, "It's not true. I was tricked!"

"Tricked?! Somebody tricked you into putting on ass-less chaps to meet somebody you didn't know in the middle of the night? You were tricked into tugging on my tail and attempting to sleep with a student half your age?!"

"This isn't funny H.K. You're going to be in so much trouble when I get my paws on you!" he growled.

"Aren't you married Coach Devon?"

"No!" he said.

"Oh yes you are! And I believe you have a young cub too, what was his name, Aden?"

His face turned very red, "What do you want from me H.K.?"

"I bet this will do wonders for your job," I laughed as I kept shooting. He wasn't chasing me anymore. Instead, he just stood there in front of me looking like a sad, middle-aged bear in ass-less leather chaps.

"Let's make a deal H.K. What do you want?"

I stopped recording, "A deal? What kind of deal?"

"I don't know. I just don't want to lose my job. Please, you can have anything."

I grinned. This might lead me to Leif after all, "Anything?"

He got down on his knees. He was dead serious now, "Anything."

I looked down on him, this was going so well that I wanted to play it off much longer but my patience with trying to catch a tiger was running very low.

"How about this deal? I won't show anybody this video if you let me into the boys' locker room."

"What?" he asked.

"You let me come and go into the boys' locker room whenever I want. Deal?"

"But why do you--"

"Any . . . time . . . I . . . want!" I persisted.

He growled, "Fine."

I was about to put the phone away when I thought of capitalizing, "And fifty dollars."

"Fifty dollars?! I ain't giving you fifty dollars!"

I smiled and looked back at the myphone, "Hmm, you know I love the myphone. It has a little app that asks if you'd like to upload a video to Viewtube right after you shoot it. All I have to do is press this little button--" my finger got closer and closer to the button,

"Wait! Fine! Fifty dollars." He reached into the pocket of his leather jacket and pulled out a wallet and gave me the fifty bucks. I quickly stuffed the bills in my pocket and took a few steps back and finally turned the phone off.

"Alright, I won't show anybody this video Coach. You have my word."

He started panting a little in relief.

He said, "Oh and please don't--"

"Tell anyone? No problem. I certainly wouldn't want your wife and your cub finding out."

"Thank you," he growled a little saying. He turned and ran away. He got away from me as fast as he possibly could before things for him could have gotten any worse. I hoped he changed out of those chaps and went home to his wife.

At first I thought that that day was just absolutely horrible. I had to give back Leif's uniform, I got punked out by Coach, and my plan got foiled by a four-year-old cub that clearly couldn't follow instruction very well.

But there was some good news, now I had total access to the boys' locker room, and tomorrow I was going to talk to Leif . . . and now nobody was going stop me.

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