{"sf1_id":23715,"sf2_id":"k1V97GYn","title":"High school through my eyes: Pt. 17","author":"MixedUpPup","words":4199,"posted_at":"2007-05-06T23:02:00.000Z","tags":["Gay","Gay Relationships","Highschool","Husky","Love","M/M","Story Progression","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/23715-high-school-through-my-eyes-pt-17","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/k1V97GYn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/17/78/177814b1-6290-4938-abca-a6d3ee35577f","description":"#17 of His Bright Blue Eyes","content":"~Stupid disclaimer thingy~ Ya adult content blah blah blah. If you read this and your not old enough. try not to get caught. if you aren't held back by any of those silly laws then your good too. Enjoy!  \n  \nThe rest of the weekend was pretty dull for the two canines. David had to go home for the rest of it, so Tom was Marc's entertainment. Not that that was a bad thing. They played video games and ate chips, like the \"good ol' days\". It was nice to bring them back to when they had nothing but each other.  \n  \nIt was actually pretty lucky, because Justin got grounded again.  \n  \n\"What did he do this time?\" Marc asked as they fought inside their TV.  \n  \n\"He...\" Tom paused, pulling off a super attack. \"He lit off fireworks in his mother's room when she was sleeping.\"  \n  \nMarc just sat there and laughed as he pulled off a combo attack on Tom. \"What a hooligan!\" Sarcastic strings flowed through the sentence.  \n  \n\"Yeah...\" Tom said shortly as he lost. \"That's not even the worst part, though...\"  \n  \nMarc turned to him, his tail wagging a bit. \"What's the worst part??\" He grinned.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well...\" Tom began, thinking back. \"You know Daniel? My cousin?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah?\" Marc said as he laid back, getting comfortable. He opened another bag of chips and bit into one before letting Tom start his story.  \n  \n\"Well...\" Tom said, probably blushed under his fur. \"He walked in... on us... doing stuff...\"  \n  \n\"...what kind of stuff?\" Marc said, now incredibly interested. He smiled as Tom told his story. It kind of reminded him about times when you're on a camping trip and you're all huddled around a campfire.  \n  \n\"It was in.\" Tom said, his tone was filled with embarrassment. \"...and there he was! Standing in my doorway!\"  \n  \n\"What did you do?\" Marc said, getting up to shut off the game and the TV.  \n  \n\"I threw something at him and he ran back to his room.\" Tom said as they got up from the living room and moved into Marc's room. The computer was in there and Tom wanted to check his mail. Marc just wanted to lie down.  \n  \n\"You didn't scream?\" Marc said as they bounded up the stairs. \"I would have.\"  \n  \n\"Me too...\" Tom said, reaching the landing. \"But it was 4 in the morning.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tom closed the door behind him as Marc hopped on his bed. He could smell David's fur on the sheets while listening to Tom boot up his computer. He took in the scent for a while, thinking of when they laid there last. It made him smile.  \n  \n\"Whatcha thinkin'?\" Tom said, facing the screen, typing in his password. He had his own account on Marc's computer. It was originally there to hide secret files Marc was too embarrassed for Tom to see. After everything was out in the open, it still stayed there. \"Gives me a reason to come back...\" Tom would always say.  \n  \n\"Oh nothin',\" Marc said looking at his ceiling. \"I just feel content right now, I guess.\"  \n  \n\"Oh yeah?\" The tiger said, typing on his keyboard.  \n  \n\"Yeah...\" Marc said, engulfed in David's thick scent. The scent of his boy amongst his  \nsheets. \"Did ya ever feel like... I dunno... Like you just have everything you could ever  \nwant?\"  \n  \n\"Nope...\" Tom said, looking back. \"I'm not filthy rich yet.\"  \n  \n\"I don't mean that...\" Marc said. \"It more like... Do you feel bonded to Justin?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"More or less?\" Tom said, thinking. \"I think about him a lot, if that's what you mean?\"  \n  \n\"It's hard to explain...\" Marc thought about it. \"Like... You can feel them around you,  \nlike the watch on your wrist? Or surging through you like the music flowing from your  \nmp3 player?\"  \n  \n\"Not really?\" Tom said, also in thought. \"I don't feel him right now?\"  \n  \n\"I feel David.\" Marc said. \"He's probably sitting in his room, contemplating on calling.  \nThe phones probably in his paw right now, as we speak...\"  \n  \n\"How can you tell?\" Tom looked confused. He was cut off by Marc's phone ringing.  \n  \nMarc picked it up and smiled wide.  \n  \n\"We were just talking about you.\" He didn't even have to look at the caller I.D.  \n  \nTom strained his ears, trying to hear David's voice coming from the receiver. Sadly he  \nwas not blessed with the canine ability to hear absolutely everything.  \n  \nMarc was quick, he never liked talking on the phone when he had someone over. He  \nthought it to be rude, and hated when someone else did it. David understood, though,  \nand they hung up.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"How did you do that?\" Tom asked him. He was dumbfounded that Marc called his  \nboyfriend's next move like it was nothing.  \n  \n\"We're just...\" Marc said, holding his phone to his heart. \"We're just... bonded.\"  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nBy the time Monday rolled around, Marc had found a good sum of money left in his bank account.  \n  \n\"...thanks mom?\" He said as he looked at his receipt. It was weird. Was his mother  \nactually showing kindness?  \n  \nHe bought a couple new things with it, but other then that, saved it in his account.  \nThis money would come in handy. He felt it in his tail.  \n  \nSchool that morning, on the other hand, was a burden. He rolled out of bed as his  \nalarm clock scolded him. He hadn't slept well that night due to nightmares... Skunks with  \ndaggers slashing fur... blood splatter...  \n  \n\"I don't even want to think about it anymore,\" He thought as he went to his shower. \"I  \njust want to get to school... That's it!\"  \n  \nWalking into the bathroom, he looked around and sniffed. Everything was where he  \nleft it. Perfection called out as he ran the tap and warmed his finger-fur, finally releasing  \nit into the showerhead and getting in.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He washed himself, the steam raising his bad thoughts to the ceiling. He loved how it  \ndid that. The cleaner he was, the cleaner his mind was. It's how it always worked, and  \nhe was thankful.  \n  \nHis ears perked up, suddenly. Hearing the call of his cell phone.  \n  \n\"Damn it!\" He shouted as he got out, fur dripping wet. He threw a towel on his waist  \nand answered the stupid piece of metal. \"Hello!\"  \n  \n\"Wanna ride?\" Tom's voice flew into his ear. \"In about... 7 minutes?\"  \n  \n\"You pulled me out of the shower, ya know?\" Marc said to the tiger. \"But I'd  \nappreciate it.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah I figured you'd be showering.\" Tom said with a coy tone in his voice. \"But I  \nthought I would offer. We're on our way.\"  \n  \n\"Oh alright!\" Marc said and flipped his phone closed. He ran to his dresser and got out  \ntoday's ensemble. Jeans and a T-shirt. \"How different...\"  \n  \nHe dressed all the same, though. Threading his tail through the hole in his boxers and  \njeans, slipping on his shirt, and putting on his socks. He was ready. And just in time,  \ntoo. Tom was ringing his doorbell, just as he made his way downstairs and packed his  \nbag.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Alright...\" He thought, going through his mental checklist. \"Homework, lunch money...  \nClean underwear. That's everything!\"  \n  \nAfter locking the door, he got in the car with Tom and his dad, saying his \"Hello's\" and  \n\"How are ya's\" as they left for school. The wheels turning, bringing them closer and  \ncloser to today's plate of knowledge.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n\"Who's the cougar?\" Jason asked as Daniel walked into the group at lunch that Monday, sitting shyly by Tom and Justin.  \n  \n\"Hey!\" Tom called to him. \"Be nice. He's my cousin and he's new.\"  \n  \n\"Maybe we should introduce him to everyone?\" Justin whispered in Tom's feline ear.  \n  \nHe nodded in agreement with his mate and stood. \"Everyone! Can I have you're  \nattention!\"  \n  \nEveryone looked to him as he held his paws in the air. \"It's time for introductions.\" He  \ntook Daniel by his arm.  \n  \n\"..again?\" David whispered in Marc's ear. He just nodded and licked his cheek.  \n  \n\"You may know some of these furs, Danny,\" Tom said and laughed. \"But you'll get to  \nmeet them again.\"  \n  \n\"We'll start with the couple right there,\" He said pointing to Marc and David. \"The  \nwolf's Marc and the husky's David. They're together, and how cute they are!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marc and David waved, feeling a little stupid for being put on the end of a fingertip  \nlike that.  \n  \n\"You mean...\" Daniel said in confusion. \"... They're gay?\"  \n  \n\"Yup,\" Tom said, moving on without an explanation. \"The two straight ones over there  \nare Jason and Jesse, and that's MY mate, Justin.\" He pointed to them as well. \"You  \nalready know about that, don't ya?\" He winked.  \n  \nMarc could tell Daniel was blushing at Tom's joke. It made him smile a little, and then  \nwent back to stroking his paws through David's headfur.  \n  \n\"Moving on,\" Tom said, getting everyone's attention back. \"The fox right there is  \nAidan, and the blue fox next to him is Xendor. His sister, Kryystal, is sitting by Jesse.\"  \n  \nThey smiled, waved, or nodded at the cougar. He just waved back and continued  \nblushing.  \n  \n\"And to this side of the hall we have,\" He turned and faced the other side, pointing  \neach out, one by one. \"The equine's name is Ash, the husky's is Kain, the red fox is  \nCorwin, the panther is Dallas, the...\" he looked over and saw Daniel staring off into  \nspace. \"Daniel!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh!\" he said and jumped. He turned back around to face his cousin, meeting his paw  \nat his cheek.  \n  \n\"Pay attention!\" He said, playfully slapping the cougar. \"Where was I...\"  \n  \nThe dragon, sitting next to Dallas raised his claws. \"That would be me, Tommy.\"  \n  \n\"Oh sorry, Mikey!\" He said, tipping his tail to him. \"This is Mikey, one of the only  \ndragons in our school.\"  \n  \n\"Do you get made fun of a lot?\" Daniel asked him, still very shy.  \n  \n\"Sometimes...\" Mikey said and adjusted his wings. \"It's kool, though. The group's got  \nmy back.\"  \n  \n\"We sure do!\" Tom said, trying to get back on track. \"Now! The black and white husky  \nbeside him is Gene, the Siberian tiger is Eric, and the wolf beside him is Ty.\"  \n  \n\"You guys have a big group...\" Daniel said, his tail twitching nervously.  \n  \n\"Yup!\" Marc said to them. \"And we're all goin' to the mall after school if you wanna  \ncome?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah!\" Tom said, hitting his head. \"I forgot to mention it! Wanna?\"  \n  \n\\*Bing\\*  \n  \n\"Alright!\" Jason called. \"Everyone meet here after class! Then we'll head out!\"  \n  \nEveryone gave their \"all-rights\" and went their own ways.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Daniel felt included, which made him smile. Even though lunch was over, and he had  \nto go to class. He was in.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nMarc sat through his classes, bored out of his mind. Each \\*tick\\* of the clock flicked him in the ear as he wrote down notes from the blackboard. Hence was the downside of having K9 hearing. He didn't care, though. It came in handy when it had too.  \n  \nBut, luckily enough, the day passed by and everyone met up at their lockers, excited  \nand ready to go.  \n  \n\"Hey Xendor...\" Aidan called to his crush. He came bouncing over. \"I need to talk to  \nyou later...\" His voice sounded kinda nervous.  \n  \n\"About what, Aidan?\" Xendor said as he scratched his perfect hair.  \n  \n\"Let's just talk about it when we're alone, ok?\" He said and went back to his locker.  \n  \nXendor smiled and nodded, then bounced back his sister, who smiled at him and went  \nback to talking to Jesse.  \n  \nJason's cell-phone rang in his pocket, his annoying ring tone making everyone cringe.  \n  \n\"Hello?\" He answered.  \n  \nEveryone was silent while he talked.  \n  \n\"What do you mean...?\" He asked. \"Like... right now?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Everyone probably figured it was his mom, telling him to go home. That's what Marc  \nthought, anyhow.  \n  \n\"What do you mean in a week...?\" He asked it again. \"Like... to start? We have to be  \nready in a week?!\"  \n  \nThat's what threw everyone off. What would have to be done in a week? A project  \nperhaps, maybe dirty laundry?  \n  \n\"You got us.\" Jason said. \"I'll ask them and call you back in an hour. We need to talk  \nabout that stuff.\" He hung up and sighed, long and hard.  \n  \n\"I need to talk to you guys for a second.\" He pointed at Marc, Jesse, and Tom.  \nEveryone acknowledged and followed him, ears up and tails wagging. They walked to the  \nother side of the hall as everyone eyed them.  \n  \n\"What's goin on, Jason?\" Jesse asked him.  \n  \n\"You remember our last concert?\" Jason asked as a smile crept on his face.  \n  \n\"How could I forget...?\" Marc said as he pointed to a scar here and there.  \n  \n\"Well... We've been invited...\" Jason paused.  \n  \n\"Invited where?!\" Tom screamed. The suspense was building so much his ears rang.  \n  \n\"Invited on tour!\" Jason said and hugged them all. \"We made it, boys!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Everyone rejoiced and hugged. And apparently they were leaving in a week. Marc felt a  \nprick in the back of his neck, though, when he thought about it.  \n  \n\"Are we bringing anyone with us...\" He asked in a serious tone, thinking of his mate.  \n  \n\"I'm pretty sure we can!\" Jason said and hugged him again. \"We need groupies after  \nall.\"  \n  \nMarc looked back and saw David looked back at him. His face brimming with curiosity.  \nHe smiled at him and gave thumb's up, for something David had no idea about. He  \nsmiled back anyways, though.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nMarc and David walked hand in hand on their way home from the mall. Everyone else took the bus, and they felt like spending some time alone together. A walk for kings.  \n  \n\"FAGS!\" furs would call out from their car window as they rode by. It just made them  \ngiggle and make their tails wag. David seemed sort of quiet, thought and it made Marc  \nquestion it.  \n  \n\"It's nothing...\" He replied, then looked away.  \n  \n\"Oh come on, boy!\" Marc said, stopping and hugging him. \"You don't think this wolf  \ncan sense when something's wrong?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"It's just...\" David paused again. \"What if I can't go on tour with you guys...\"  \n  \n\"That's stupid,\" Marc said, laughing. He wouldn't admit it, but it did make him uneasy  \nwhen Jason said \"I'm pretty SURE we can.\" He stopped his mate again and stared him in  \nthe eye. \"You WILL come with us. There's no way I'm leaving you in this two-bit town,  \nya know?\"  \n  \nDavid smiled. Marc's fake confidence worked as well as he thought it would. David's  \nface seemed to ease up as seconds flew by. Now all he had to do was clear it in his  \nmind, then he'd be golden.  \n  \n\"What do you do on tour, anyways?\" David said as they started walking again.  \n  \n\"Play songs in places you've never been to before,\" Marc said as he smiled, letting his  \nears up. \"Ya know? It gets you're name out and stuff.\"  \n  \nDavid nodded his head and walked along, still laced to his mate. He still wanted to  \nmake sure of him not losing Marc to the tour, just to ease his mind. He didn't want to  \nannoy him, though.  \n  \n\"What if...\" David thought, not knowing the wolf beside him had the same words  \nrunning through his brain.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*\\*\\*  \n  \nThat night, Marc lay alone in his bed. He paws were behind his ears and he stared at his ceiling. He breathed out a sigh and racked his brain, stuck on the one question.  \n  \n\"What if he can't come...\" Marc thought. Over and over and over again, it ran through  \nhis head. What would he do? What could he do? If David couldn't come, he would  \nprobably have more furs then he could ever imagine. All the money... all the fame...  \n  \n\"But...\" he would argue. \"If I leave him... I'll never have him back... He would be gone...  \nleaving my glass empty again...\"  \n  \nHe didn't know what to do, and this depressing situation wasn't helping. He needed to  \nget out and do something... call somebody... Something?  \n  \n\"Jason!\" He thought and shook his paws around, trying to find his cell phone. \"We  \nhaven't hung out in a while...\" He said and dialed the number. \"...plus he has a car.\" He  \ngrinned deviously and put the phone up to his ear.  \n  \n\"Hello?\" Jason's obvious voice came on the other end. It sounded very tired.  \n  \n\"Hey!\" Marc said with enthusiasm. \"What are you up to?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"...Marc?\" Jason's voice went from tired to confused. \"It's 2 in the morning...\"  \n  \n\"What?!\" The wolf's eyes grew wide as he looked at his alarm clock. He has been  \ncontemplating the outcome of that stupid question for over 5 hours! \"Sorry, Jason. I  \ndidn't realize what time it was...\"  \n  \n\"Well what did you need?\" Jason said. He groaned as he stretched and sat up in his  \nbed.  \n  \n\"I was wondering if you wanted to go driving...\" Marc asked, now feeling stupid for  \neven bringing it up.  \n  \n\"...why would I want to go driving...\"  \n  \nMarc was impressed at how many tones Jason could use just after being woken up. \"I  \ndunno...\" He replied in embarrassment. \"I just wanna talk and maybe buy a milkshake.\"  \nHe paused for a sec, waiting for the jingle of keys to sound off over the phone. \"We  \nhaven't done that in forever.\"  \n  \n\"Gimme half an hour.\" Jason said after a long sigh. How could he say no to his friend?  \nAfter all, he did have a point. They hadn't gotten milkshakes and sat in the car for a  \nlong while.  \n  \n\"Ok!\" Marc was overcome with happiness. \"I'll get ready and meet you on my porch.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'll see ya in a few.\" Jason laughed then hung up. Marc hopped off his back and  \nwagged his tail. The question left his mind at the thought of talking with Jason. He had  \nto get to know him again, and vice-versa.  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n\"Did someone call for a taxi?\" Jason said as Marc hopped in the passenger side. Both were still in their sleeping clothes as they backed out of Marc's driveway. \"Where to?\"  \n  \n\"Milkshakes!\" Marc barked with enthusiasm. His tail wagged under his leg and his ears  \nperked up.  \n  \n\"How could I say no?\" Jason smiled and headed in the direction. Marc raised his  \neyebrow at they imminent display of kindness, but he decided not to question it. It was  \nnice, after all, and he didn't want to break it.  \n  \n\"Chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry?\" Jason said as he pulled up to the drive-through.  \nHe pulled out his wallet and gestured that he was paying for it.  \n  \n\"Chocolate,\" Marc smiled as he put his wallet away. \"As if you had to ask.\"  \n  \n\"That's true.\" Jason said and turned to the box. \"I'll have one large chocolate and one  \nlarge vanilla.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Is that everything?\" came a depressing, feminine voice of the speaker. Someone  \napparently didn't like their job.  \n  \n\"Yes ma'am.\" Jason said and waited for the total.  \n  \n\"That'll be $6.75,\" She said finally. \"Pull up to the window.\"  \n  \n\"She must be new here,\" Jason turned to Marc and smiled.  \n  \n\"Sounds like it,\" Marc said, returning the grin. The question came back and he was  \ndebating on asking Jason, just to clear his head.  \n  \n\"There ya go...\" A frowning panda was holding both shakes and waited for Jason to pay  \nher. \"Have a good night...\"  \n  \nThey took their shakes and went to sit in the parking-lot, just like old times. The radio  \nwas playing and each was enjoying their shakes.  \n  \n\"Jason...\" Marc said after the situation had an awkward twinge to it. He had to know.  \n\"I don't mean to be annoying... but... Did you hear anything on bringing other furs with  \nus?\"  \n  \nJason felt the question hit him and looked dead ahead at the lifeless highway, still  \nsipping his shake. He looked for an explanation in his head that would make him  \nunderstand.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Jason?\" Marc checked to see if he had heard him.  \n  \n\"I heard you...\" Jason said, letting the straw leave his lips. \"I don't know how to  \nexplain it to you, or Tom for that matter... But it can only be us four, seeing as we're not  \na BIG band...\"  \n  \nMarc almost dropped his milkshake when he heard that. \"How long are we going to be  \ngone...\"  \n  \n\"About a year...\" Jason said, feeling Marc's tears forming. \"It depends on if we tour  \noutside of the country...\"  \n  \n\"Are we...?\" Marc squeaked. He was worried now... worried about the fork in the road  \nahead that was probably the biggest decision of his life.  \n  \n\"It... looks like it...\" Jason said, hitting him with a blow that made Marc want to puke.  \nHe could hear him starting to weep, even though he tried to hide it.  \n  \n\"Want to go home now...?\" Jason said as he placed his paw on the key. He looked over  \nand saw Marc nod even thought his paw were over his face.  \n  \nThat car ride was probably the longest he's been on the road. Even thought it was  \nabout 7 minutes from here to there, it seemed like 13 years.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'll see you later, Jason.\" Marc said as he got out of the cursed van. \"Thanks for the  \nshake...\"  \n  \n\"Get some sleep Marc,\" Jason called to him after rolling down the window. \"I'll see you  \nat school!\"  \n  \nMarc just nodded and waved, unlocking his door. He wanted to call David and tell him  \nthe horrid news. That he had a choice... To pick between a high school love... or a  \ncareer...  \n  \n\"Nothing's easy...\" Marc sighed, sliding his back against the door until his rump  \nreached the floor. \"I have a career in one paw... and a boyfriend in the other...\"  \n  \nWhat's a wolf to do...  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nMarc didn't sleep at all that night, or that week. He sat with his door to his back ever since he got home and contemplated. He didn't even go to school for fear of breaking down in front of him.  \n  \n\"What if he doesn't understand...\" Marc said, now lying on his bedroom floor. \"What if  \nhe hates me...\"  \n  \nHe sat up as he heard a knock at his door. \"Who could that be?\" he asked as he  \nwalked downstairs and opened the door. The husky was sitting on his porch.  \n  \n\"How come you haven't been at school?\" David asked him with innocent eyes.  \n\"Something wrong?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Marc took a step back and felt the rush. The rush of tears coming. \"Nothing's wrong...\"  \n  \n\"Jason told me...\" David said as he still sat on the porch. \"He told me you wanted to  \nleave... and that you couldn't bring anyone...\"  \n  \n\"He did...?\" Marc said as he heard this. \"I haven't made my decision yet...\"  \n  \nA silence swept all the words up before David laid his next ones down.  \n  \n\"I remember something that happened on a rainy night...\" David picked his golden  \nwords carefully. \"I was with this boy... and he made a promise. He said he would never  \nlet me go... And now I stand before him and he's thinking about breaking it like it's  \nnothing...\"  \n  \n\"David...\" Marc said as he words pierced him like poison needles.  \n  \n\"Just go if you want to...\" David said getting up and walking down the steps. \"Don't let  \na believer like me stop you. In this day, trust means next to nothing anyhow.\"  \n  \n\"What the hell, David!\" Marc screamed. \"Wait!\"  \n  \n\"Why?\" David said as he kept walking. \"So you can tell me you'll never go... and do it  \nanyway?\"  \n  \n\"Fine David!\" Marc screamed from his doorway. \"If you think that's what my aim is,  \nthen I'm out of here!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He slammed the door and screamed into the wood, showering it with anger and saliva.  \nHe ran upstairs and started packing, attempting to heal the piercing of his heart and his  \nmind. He then saw his cell phone and dialed Jason's number.  \n  \n\"Hello?\" Jason picked up after 2 rings.  \n  \n\"When do we leave...\" Marc said, trying to sound as normal as possible.  \n  \n\"Tomorrow, why?\" He asked him. \"You've decided?\"  \n  \n\"I'm in...\" Marc hit himself in the arm, and pulling the fur. \"I want out of here.\"  \n  \n\"What about David...\" Jason asked in concern.  \n  \n\"Don't worry about it, Jason...\"  \n  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nWell If you can't tell, this series i winding down. But don;t worry cause that doesn't mean that's it for this puppy. I'll be churning out plenty more series from here on out.  \nI just hope they will be as well liked as this one:).  \nAnyhow, Marc and David seem to be pretty grim, eh? But no need to worry... much anyways. Theres alot to happen in the next instalment before you count them out, and this i guarantee you a happy ending in some way or another. Disney movies always end up making people feel all warm and fuzzy inside and i'll try to use that effect in the climax of the series.  \nThanks again for all who've read up to 17 and liked it. All i wanna do is maybe keep your ordom level down a smidge or put a smile on your face for a couple minutes, and if i ve done that for you then I'm one happy wolf right now:).  \nTo everyone who's read along,   \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"His Bright Blue Eyes","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/21208-high-school-through-my-eyes-pt-16.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/24029-high-school-through-my-eyes-pt-18.json"}}