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Chapter 10

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Colby

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The last day of school had finally showed itself. Madison High was more excited than the first day of school. Students ran down the hall, talked with friends, cried on each other shoulders, saying how much they would miss each other. It was sweet, and a great way to end a school year.

Today, unlike others, was a half day, and students were allowed to attend any of they're classes, giving people the option of hanging with friends that had the same class, but different periods. It was a fun day, yet coming to school was mandatory.

Instead of spending the day in a class, I spent it with friends in the GSA club. Luckily, clubs were considered classes on this day. What better way to spend the last day than with furs you're close to?

I did just that. Dozer, Samantha, and Taylor all sat in a room, talking and having fun with one another. Laughs filled our discussions, as we enjoyed our last day together. The thought saddened me, pain cutting deep in my heart, but that was because of him.

Taylor.

As we sat around talking, I watched Taylor. The large wolf, with his defined arms, and ripe chest. His beautiful yellow eyes that occupied his dark fur, it made you feel as if the moon was staring at you. The way he smiled, showing all his canines, or how he whimpered and scratched his head of he was embarrassed. I noticed all of this about him, over time my observations became fascinations, and my imagination became heart break. There was no doubt about it that I loved Taylor... But did he love me back?

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Samantha

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Why did everyone appear to be happy? How does a fur just become excited about leaving the best days of their lives behind them. The friends you met, experiences, or that first fur you found a connection with?

Why?

School ending only made me even that much more depressed. Sure, I would have acted the same way, but I found something in these halls of Madison High. Special moments happened here, and important furs entered my life. Furs that changed the way I viewed things. A fur that I started to fall deeply in love with.

Taylor...

True, he was a stud, and also true that his friends were considered some of the most popular furs at this school, but something shoot out to me. I didn't care about his status, or his athletic body. No. I felt something for him when we communicated. Every conversation we would have, my mind would be blown, our thoughts connected, and it felt great. A real andrenalin rush. The words that came out of his mouth were like a drug to me.

As we walked down the hall together, Taylor and I, his muzzle let out words of wisdom. I listened to him talk about acts upon how we can completely eliminate war, and use the billions of dollars to give families homes. The way he showed passion about the subject, and care for the homeless furs made me hot. If I could, I'd take him right there. Even though I was bi, this guy interested me more than any chick could.

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Amber

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Freshmen year is coming to a close. Now was the time for everyone to sit back, relax, and look over their year of school and determine rather or not the goals they set for themselves was accomplished.

I could definitely say I did everything this year, without hesitation. I wanted to become cheer captain, and that is exactly what happened. Next year I would be leading girls out on the fields to shake our asses. I also dated the hottest, and most popular guy in school, but that didn't go well, since Jakob wanted to be a jerk and end everything. I hated him for a while, but in the end, I found someone. A fur that was a lot more interesting than that wolf!

Who was this fur that caught my heart? Well, it was none other than your favorite hybrid, Caleb. Him and I had started out relationship not long ago, and since then I can really say that he changed my life around. He made me feel wanted, and was very 'active', if you know what I mean.

I loved spending time with him. He was considered one of the popular kids, now. Drake, Brandon, Max, Taylor, Tyran, and Caleb was the talk of the school. With Brandon, the schools leading half back; Drake, a boxing legend; Max, the schools social president; and Caleb's buzz for having the best drugs around, their group became the center of our school.

The spotlight suited me, but there was a problem dating Caleb. He did so many drugs outside of school, I never got to be around the sober hybrid. Every time we find alone time he pulls out something to help him 'relaxed', then push it on me. I didn't mind doing these things, I just rather see the true Caleb. He was never a jerk while under the influence, far from it, It just felt weird.

The two of us sat in the Recreation room. A lot of furs were here, it was the most adult-free spot of the school, and lives did not have to be censored.

Caleb and I sat there, talking about different things. What the other would do for the holidays, family members we would visit. Normal stuff. I seemed to stare at him as we talked. I loved how his fur was smooth and greyish. The hybrid cousins were the first furs I've met with grey fur, and it intrigued me to no end.

As he explained how his mom and him were going to visit one of her friends in July, I watched how he talked with no expression. Something was wrong, a tad bit off, and today wasn't the only day he seemed to be distant from himself. It started last week, but when, I don't know. He drew back a little, even though he wasn't the most open fur, I could feel him slipping away...

Whatever it is... I hope he worked it out before Junior Year...

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Max

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I don't have time to think, my transcript needs to be worked on!

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Brandon

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How could I let this slip past me? There my two buddies were, in love. How could I not notice the way they sneaked off together? What about the whispers and giggles? Both, Tyran and Drake, were sneaking away to have a secret affair, and I was looking at Johnnies, an otter, ass.

After finding out those two had a thing for each other, I paid more attention. They were always sitting next to one another, on there phones, ignoring the rest of us. When one left, the other was sure to follow. How could I have not noticed!?

I do not know what shocked me more, me not noticing, or the fact that Drake and Tyran were gay. Drake was always a ladies man. When we went to the mall, or another heavily populated place, the hybrid and his cousin would go off and find a group of girls within minutes. He knew what he had, and never shied away from using it. He was a hybrid for crying out loud, and sexy at that. If I would have known then maybe...

Anyway. Tyran was also pursed by all the females. It was something about his shy act, and cute features that got to them. They would eat him up... Literally.

This was to juicy. Drake and Tyran had said nothing about their relationship to me, and vice versa. I figured it was their secret to spill, but at the same time I wanted to let them know I knew. Something about this excited me. To have two more gay guys in our group would devastate the girls when they found out. It would definitely give every chick something to cry about, having know that a group of very attractive furs were not attracted to them.

My mind raced as I thought about it, building a fantasy scenario. I had to find a way to let them know, but how? As soon as I started planning for the future, Johnny walked by, wearing a tight pair of jeans, showing off his round apple-shaped ass.

'Drake and Tyran can wait..."

***

Dozer

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Madison High. The rumors stating this school was the best had lived up to its word. My freshmen year ended, and within a few months I have made amazing friends.

Colby, Taylor, and Samantha had become my family. We hung out each day, talking and expressing our feelings. It was nice to have furs to rely on and trust with everything. I couldn't find a better set of friends.

Even if we lived a lie.

True, my friends were the meaning of my existence, and I confided in them. If I had any secrets, they knew, and vice versa. All except one secret. Something hidden so deep into our friendship the others either can't see it, it pushing the problem off. Either way, it was something that grew with each passing day.

What could be so horrible that it could break us up? The meaning for this lie, our little shortcut to Happy Land, was a certain wolf -Taylor.

Everyone was close now. We could be alone with one another, and nothing would happen. Especially since I wasn't attracted to Colby or Samantha. It was like having brothers and sisters, or better yet, an aged brother and sister relationship. You know, the type where one calls the other at three in the morning, just to talk about problems. We already felt the bond, but for some odd reason, everyone's bond seemed stronger toward Taylor. One by one, we each fell in love. He was just so perfect/.. Kind, sweet, and sexy. The type of guy you bring home to your mother.

Everyone had eyes for Taylor, but for some reason no one had him. I guess everyone feared the destruction of our friendship. Or maybe they really did not see the wedge between us, the wedge being Taylor. I saw clearly. Whenever we are all together I notice the other two watch our wolf friend. They are so love drunk they can't even catch what's in their face.

But I did.

They were both scared of asking him, or taking him for their prize.

But I wasn't....

The bell roared throughout the hallways, announcing the beginning of summer vacation. Halls flooded with kids, as they poured out of the school like ants. Paper thrown in the air as students ran out of the building, yelling at the top of their lungs. They were all excited... I was too, but for something completely different.

Once released, I scanned the halls for Taylor. I found him talking with Brandon. When I walked up they were talking about meeting up later. I interrupted.

"Hey, can I talk to you, in private..." I said. "It'll only take a minute."

Taylor looked back at Brandon, smiled his gorgeous smile, and said, "I'll get with you later dude." Brandon returned the nod, and walked away. I motioned for Taylor to follow me, leading him through the crowd of furs, all pushing and stampeding over one another. It was a blessing we made it to our destination. We came to the school's basement entrance, and I opened the door, leading him down to the debts of Madison High.

"What are we doing down here?" He asked, confusion dancing over that beautiful face.

I looked at him, smiled, and stood directly in front of his body. He looked down into my eyes, as I returned the gaze. This was the time, I had waited for. My goal for a while is to confess my feelings for Taylor on the last day of school. Here I stood, holding all of my emotions on my shoulders, ready to dump them onto him. The funny thing about it all was that I didn't feel any doubt, or fear. In my mind, there was no way Taylor would pick anyone but me.

"For a few months now, I've watched how we've grown." I placed a paw on his chest, my words almost a whisper, but the amount of confidence in it upped the volume. "You know? How you feel so bad for Colby, like you owe him something, or the way you indulge in conversation with Samantha.

"Or the way we play around, grazing each other whenever we see one another..." I moved the paw up and down his broad torso, almost murring as his fur ran through my paws. "You don't mind me touching you, and I really...really like when you touch me..."

By now his cheeks were burning red, and his body stiff as a board. "Dozer..."

"Shhhh." I spoke softly. "Let me finish...ok.

"Colby, Samantha, and I are constantly showing you affection. In our own way, we like you for more than just a friend. But I know that if you pick one then our group will most likely fall apart." I heard him sigh, signaling I nailed it. "But that's ok... I'm hear to tell you, you don't have to make that decision... Cause I'll make it for you..."

I pressed my lips into his. He tasted so sweet, just how a always imagined. It felt like my first high. The floating sensation, or like being the only two furs in the universe. We just stood in that spot, kissing. I was a man and went for what I wanted, and with that decision, there would be consequences...

***

Caleb

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Finally. After all of the books, work, social events, this crazy, and thrilling school year had come to an end. No more homework or waking up before the roosters. No more studying and stress over test, or idiotic assignments. From now on it was relaxation and being lazy.

The school emptied rather quickly. Students poured out like vomit, all trying to take every second of their break. Students passed me, smiling, joy bounced over their faces. Teachers stood in the hall ways, grinning, janitor's heads shaking from massive amounts of paper being tossed in the air, and Taylor and a skunk coming out of the basement together... I always knew he was a fag.

Everyone seemed to be in a rather exciting mood, yet I paced myself down the hall, lost in thought, trying to make sense of the world. Confused about life and what it meant. I wandered in my own mind, unable to feel the joy others felt. Something blocked my happiness.

A familiar laugh could be heard in the distance. My ears perked up, quickly pulling my head up to see who it was. The fur was none other than Drake. I clenched a paw at the sight of my cousin, gritting my teeth, low growls escaping my muzzle.

There it was. What caused my anger, or the clot which prevented any positive emotion to flow through. I watched him. Tyran was at his side, they were both laughing with two other furs, both females, a squirrel and poodle. The all laughed in unison, and as they did I saw Drake look down at Tyran, giving him a content, yet secretive smile. It only made my insides burn even more.

Ever since that day in the closet space with Shaun, I have observed Drake and Tyran closesly. Yes, the Pit Bull's words got underneath my fur, and now I sat in the background, examining their every move. I had to know the truth.

So far, nothing has struck odd, except them always being together, or their disappearances when the group gotten together. Other than that, they flirted with chicks and acted like two normal guys. As much as I want to push that accusation out of my head, Shaun's words would snake back in, and root themselves into my consciousness! It drove me insane.

The only thing I could do... Is ask him.

Easier said than done. If that mutt lied, asking Drake could very well piss him off and put him in a mode of rage. Most likely he would be determined to kick Shaun's ass, and I would follow, and do the same. I could lose Drake forever if I came to him with doubt of his sexuality, but that was not the part I cared the most about.

No.

What if everything was true? How do I deal with this? I could not allow him to be a faggot. That was never the plan. We always expected to grow old together, and fuck all the girls, never letting one coming between us. It was a bond that we shaped and molded into something beautiful. But none of that could happen if he yiffed guys.

Just thinking I could have spent all these years with a homo. How disgusting, and what a waste. Drake was a very attractive guy, and could basically get any chick in school. Why waste all that talent and charm on a faggot?

I tried to put those thoughts in the back of my skull. No way was he like those furs. Today, on our way home, I would put this to rest. I hated doubting my cousin and placing him in 'that' category. No more... Today his name would be cleared.

I made my way over toward Drake and we left together, right after he gave Tyran this long stare. Something sparkled in his eyes, making my stomach collapse in itself. The journey home had to be the longest ever. Silence was stuck between us. I wanted to whip out a joint and put it in the air, but I wanted to be sober for this. The situation was to important to use any drugs.

Drake did not seem to care. He continued walking, head held high, smiling at nothing in particular. I wondered what he thought about. What could put a smile on his face, but it wasn't just the smile. It was the extra bounce in his step, and how he gripped one of his backpack's strap. There was a glow about his attitude, yet that could mean anything, right? Today was the last day of school, maybe he is happy about that?

That was a lie.

Drake's atmosphere changed a few months ago. He was always happy, smiling, and glowing with energy. The jerk even quit smoking pot, drinking, and just having fun period. He was lost in a world, and I just hoped that world wasn't one full of fairies.

We neared our destination, at the corner our separation usually take place. We both lived two blocks from this spot, so it served as a great break off point. Drake began to turn onto his street, but I stopped him. I had to know. The feeling of being ripped apart from the inside out was killing me.

I reach out, throwing all of my courage onto my shoulders, and grabbed his arm. He stopped, turned around, and looked me in the eye. There was no going back now, and luckily, doubt began to cloud my judgment. Maybe this was a mistake. What if Shaun lied. Would I be walking right into his little trap?

"What's up dude?" Drake asked, calm, his voice so content.

I stated at him for close to ten seconds, trying to find some sign that indicated him being gay or not, so I would not have to put myself through this. I found nothing. Just a bright aura of happiness that felt strange.

"I-I need to talk with you..." Drake looked concerned now. I'm guessing he thought I was in trouble because his eyes showed that he wanted to reach out to me. "It's important, and well, I guess you're going to think I'm retarded, dude, but we have to talk about it..."

Drake faced me, the concerned gaze never fading. He nodded his head and whispered. "Go ahead, man..."

My eyes darted around. Down the street, then at the ground, and back at Drake, but never at him for to long. I was nervous, and wondered why this was so hard. This should not be hard at all. It was a simple question. Man, I needed a hit right NOW!

"Is everything alright?" He asked with concern in his voice. "You're not in trouble or anything? School caught you smoking? Failed a class?" A law was placed on my shoulder, and I looked up. By complete accident, our eyes met. "Whatever it is, you can tell me... We're damn near brothers."

He was right. We were like brothers, and close brothers at that... But even with that, if we were as close as I thought, why did I doubt his sexuality? If our relationship was so strong, I should forget about it. The only thing holding me back from letting this drop, was simple... I had to KNOW!

"Dude," My voice a bit shaky. "Lately, I've been thinking, about the whole Tyran being back in the group... I mean, since he's been back, we haven't chilled... You quit smoking, and just kept a distance from the rest of us..."

Drake tilt his head and gave me a fake smile. I knew him inside and out, and that was a false show of affection.

"I-I guess I missed the little guy. He was cool before...you know...left the group, so I chill..." He retracted his paw, my guess was because they became shaky. "Plus we are the only two that don't smoke."

"Oh..." I said. Everything made sense, but my gut wasn't igoing to let go. "If that's the case, maybe I will stop too, you know, so I can chill with you two."

The slide faded from his face, but he quickly threw another on. "No... No... You don't have to dude..." He started to scratch the back of his head, looking off into the distance, or at his watch. Never at me. It only infuriated me. The Hybrid was lying his ass off, and that only confirmed my suspicion. I was angry now. Drake and I have always kept everything one-hundred percent honest.

"BULLSHIT!" I roared, my Tiger half booming my voice or a large distance.

Drake paused, his expressions dropped into a frown, and he looked nervous. "Uh...what?"

I took a step closer. "Don't sit here and lie to me and give me bullshit! We always tell each other everything, no secrets, no lies, but for some reason, some shit has been between us for a while now! You've been hiding something ever since Tyran left, and GODDAMMIT I WANT TO KNOW WHAT IT IS RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"

My words caused Drake to flinch. He backed up a bit, fear now washed over his face. It seemed like he wanted to turn around and just walk away, but the glare I gave him showed how serious this situation is.

We stood there for what seemed like hours, but only seconds in reality. My anger sped life up, and I expected an immediate answer. Anything less only made me angrier.

"DUDE! Say something," I barked! "Tell me what I think is going on isn't happening!"

.......

....

.......

Drake looked me in the eyes, tears filled his own. "I don't know what... I don't know what the hell you're talking about..."

Before I knew it I was in Drake's face, yelling at the top of my lungs, "DON'T BULL SHIT ME, DRAKE! JUST TELL ME IF YOU'RE FUCKING TYRAN....TELL ME YOU'RE NOT A FUCKING FAGGOT!"

Both Drake's and my face were in shock. He couldn't believe I blurted that out, and I couldn't as either. I couldn't handle the constant lies. Every time he spoke, something came out, but it wasn't the truth, and it really pulled at my nerves.

"That's what's this is about..." Drake sighed and looked into the sky. "Caleb, I can honestly say, Tyran and I are not fucking, and I am not a homosexual."

Everything in me seemed to relax in an instant, but at the same time, i was fired up, again. His next words sparked an anger in me so bright, furs from space could see.

"But... I do love Tyran, with all my heart." He looked at me and smiled, faintly. The expression I wore showed how happy I was, not. "I love him as a brother...as a friend...as a boyfriend..."

I erupted, million of emotions clouding my judgment, and each filled with hate. "So you are a fucking faggot!"

Those words caused him to flinch, but he continued to explain.

"No dude, I am not gay... Far from it, actually."

"Then how the hell is he your boyfriend?!" I barked.

"Its not easy to explain... I just love him." A sour taste occupied my mouth hearing the word 'love'. "Trust me, girls are still there for me, I just couldn't pick who caught my heart..." By now, it was obvious I was about to explode with anger. He knew it.

"Ain't shit you can say that can convince me you're not a fucking faggot! That's what you are, and that's what you will be to me from this day on... You're disgusting! Filth!"

I don't think anyone has ever seen me this angry before. I kept feeling pain, anger, and regret. Confusion, crushed, lost. But out of all the emotions I felt, there was one that stood out over them all. Overall, O was disgusted. My fist balled, and I was going to take a swing in him, but he noticed the clenched paw.

"Now, Caleb. Don't do anything stupid dude... This shit don't even have to go this far..." He tried to reason with me, but I wouldn't listen. He was beneath me now. Scum. "I am still the same guy you knew man, nothing has changed. Girls still get me going, and I'm still a guy. Tyran just makes me happy... Damn, does me being happy mean anything to you?"

"No..." I snarled. "You're nothing to me, you butt-fucking, fag."

The insults were finally getting to him, and I was happy in a way. Seeing his face scrunch up, and teeth as he growled made us equal. I wanted him just as mad as I was, but he had something else in mind. It became a battle of the Hybrids.

"So I'm nothing, huh?" He glared at me, something different in his eyes from earlier... "Amber didn't think so..." I knew what he was doing now, and it was surely going to work in pissing me off.

"Amber thought I was God at one time, she wanted me to fuck her, practically begged me to. But...she didn't... I just settled for a little mouth action, and boy, was she good. You probably know that though, don't you?"

"Ey! Fuck You!"

"FUCK YOU!" He growled. "I coulda had a girlfriend, continued doing drugs, and watch my life go down a fuck drain, but I left that, and I'm happy. Tyran is the only fur I feel a connection with, and the only guy I'm attracted to. I'm not fucking gay, because in reality, I can fuck your bitch on a bad day!"

The insults, dating a guy, and lies were to much. I could feel the anger seeping over the top, and without noticing... Without warning, I exploded!

"FUCK MY BITCH?!" I said in a booming effect. "You're a fucking faggot! You fuck guys! You touch guys! You suck guys dicks and love it probably! Bitch, you may even had a cock or two up your ass, and you're telling me you're straight?! How the FUCK can you be if you call that little bastard your boyfriend!

"You know what?!" I pointed a paw-finger at his muzzle, his face began to drain of his own anger, leaving him lost and hurt, but I didn't care. "You are DEAD to me! We are not family, don't come to my house, call my phone, or even consider me blood... I'm not related to filth like you... I'M NOT SOME FAIRY!!!"

By the time I finished, tears were streaming down his cheek. That strong exterior had been crushed, by me. He stood there, fur matted with tears. His face was straight and emotionless. I didn't know what was going on through his head. How hurt he must have felt? But again, I didn't care. I turned around and began to walk off, leaving him to stand on the corner alone, able to say one thing before to much distance was between the two of us.

"No matter HOW you look at it... You. Are. A. Faggot."

***

Tyran

***

The walk home was like every other, slow and resentful. Shaun and I made way for our house. It was only a fifteen minute walk, but anytime at all with Shaun just felt like a waste.

I didn't hate my foster brother, well not before I found out he knew about Drake and I. Last week I was informed that my dear ole brother threatened to tell the furs about my relationship with Drake. Even though I feared the thought of it, I hate him if not more than I was scared. Shaun had always been the jealous type, and since he felt I received more attention, all of his anger was released on me.

I knew he knew. He probably knew, I knew, he knew. Lately, he would give me a triumphant smile, and his attacks on me almost deceased. Something was going on in that crooked head of his, and that was why I feared him. I couldn't bring myself to say anything about my affair with Drake, in fear of him making a scene and our parents finding out. I guess you could say I was stuck inbetween a rock and a hard place.

Shaun walked next to me, his notebooks in one paw, and cell phone in the other. He had his headphone in, the music just loud enough for an extra fur to hear. Every once in a while he would look over to watch me. When I caught him glaring, he would smile and look the other way. Something was off...

At times I felt completely helpless, and others I questioned rather or not Drake was worth all of this. Shaun held some very important information over my head. With the flick of a hat he could ruin my social and home life, and there was nothing I could do. I often would remember how life was before all of this. Drake and I were happy and in love. We did everything together, and when he wasn't around my heart would ache a little. Who knew, huh? My heart could long for another male...

We made it home sooner than expected. I was probably so caught up in my own thoughts that I lost track of time. This whole Shaun thing was stressing me out, and lately, I wasn't myself. There had to be a way to work this out. Work around this ordeal. But how?

As I was about to enter the drive-way, Shaun stepped in front of me. He looked down with a mischievous grin. As expected, something WAS up.

"Move..." I mumbled, trying to get around him. He grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks.

"Wait, little 'fag'." He squeezed my arm. I tried to free myself, but he was bigger and stronger. "I need to talk to you."

"Fuck off." I replied, miffed from being called a fag. My words must have not pleased him, because he jerked me closer, and his grin became even more sinister.

"Listen... I'm here to give you a warning is all..." My ears perked up, my interests being captured. "I expect Drake informed you that I know your little secret?"

I gulped and shook my head. I could feel something in his voice. Something about it sent chills down my spine. This would definitely be bad...

"Good," He continued. "So you're going to be prepared for what happen today faggot... Today is going to be the first step..." He brought his muzzle to my ear and whispered. "of making your life just as miserable as mine's been..."

Maybe it was the way he said it, or the fact that he was right in my ear. It could have even been the fact that I didn't know what to expect, but at that very moment, I had never been more scared in my life. He placed himself behind me and out his paws on my shoulder, pushing me towards the house. I was lost. If it wasn't for him pushing and guidin me to our home, I probably would have stood in one spot.

Once we made it to the front door, Shaun opened it, and to my surprise, mom and dad was standing in the door way, both glaring at Shaun and I. Mom looked at me with a cold stare, her eyes seemed to be puffy, like she has been crying. Dad, on the other paw, had a disappointed expression. His nose was flared, and lips hung slightly over his teeth. At first glance, I was given the impression that one of us was in trouble, and since Shaun normally got into the most trouble, I expected the cold stares to be directed at him. But they weren't. This atmosphere was for me, and Shaun confirmed it. I just sat in that spot, fear-struck.

"Welcome... To MY hell..." He whispered.

***

Drake

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It's funny how things can go from being good to bad in a drop of a dime. The way your life is running smooth, but for some reason fate drops a bomb into it, destroying everything your worked so hard for, leaving you with the bits and pieces of life to some how out them back together.

Everyone enjoyed having a care free life, and if they don't then a mental disorder probably has been diagnosed. We all strive for a certain point in life were we can live comfortably. I thought that time of my life could be now, but 'fate' had a cruel sense of humor.

My life had been perfect for a few months. I had my health. I had my friends. I had my family. But most importantly, I had Tyran. Everything worked out smoothly, being able to keep a good relationship at home, hang out with friends, and spend time with Tyran. It almost seemed to good to be true sometimes, and often I felt as if it would all come to an end... Little did I know, that prediction would come true.

I walked down a long street, alone, and heart broken. The sky began to fade out of existence, and before I knew it, night had fallen. Street lights had started to pop on, illuminating the path I walked. I had one goal, and that was to see Tyran. I needed to see him... To hold him... I needed someone to talk to that would tell me that everything would be alright, that this was just a short bumpy road I would soon exit off of.

Caleb left me in a horrible state. I was broken down by the only other person besides Tyran that I truly cared about. Sure, I lied to him, and bid the fact that I was with Tyran, and he was indeed my boyfriend, but I did it to protect our relationship. That hybrid meant the world to me, and to hear him call me such hateful things only pushed me toward the road of depression, somewhere I was quite familiar with.

I knew this would come. Caleb would find out sooner or later, and since Shaun discovered our secret, sooner felt more close. I tried to prepare myself for it after the meeting in the school's basement, with Shaun. Nothing could prepare a fur for that. The disapproving glare, name calling, and look of disgust on my cousin only made my heart skip five beats at a time.

A set of words played over and over in my head. 'I want you and him to feel every bit of pain and humiliation I did...' Shaun spoke those words on that day. The day my life feel apart. The day I felt --fear.

After that day in the basement and telling Tyran, we tried to figure out ways to prevent him from gaining the upper-paw. We planned to deny it. If it ever came up, we would say he is lying. The second part I that plan was to find girlfriends. If we were dating hot chicks, then maybe the truth would seem farfetched. When Caleb came up to me today, I could have lied, denied ever loving Tyran, but a part of my would wouldn't allow that to happen. The truth just seemed easier at the time, and besides, I owed him the truth. He was my best friend, brother, and cousin.

Crickets could be heard over the distance, signaling how late into the night it was. I finally reached Tyran's street. A wave of relief hit me full force. Just seeing that little lion could cheer me up, and right now, I could use a good cheering up. A breakdown was near, I could feel it.

I walked up the driveway leading to Tyran's home. With each step I became lighter, like some pressure was being removed. I felt that once I talked to him, I would not be alone in this. He would open the door, we'd go to his room, and I could sit there and dump this mess onto the floor, maybe have him help me sort it out. That's how I saw it in my head at least.

I knocked on the door. It didn't take long before the door opened. Sadly, it wasn't who I expected. Far from it. Shaun stood in the door way with a huge grin on his muzzle as he leaned against the door. For a split second, the thought of ramming my fist square in his muzzle seemed to delight and please my mood, but as I glanced over, two cars were in the driveway, meaning his parents were there.

I looked him in the eye and growled. "Where is Tyran?"

My tone seemed amusing to him. He chuckled and shut the door in my face without saying a word. I stood there in shock, trying to hold back my tears. How dare that mutt shit a door in my face. Parents home or not, I wanted to kick his ass at that moment. I reached up to bang a fist into the door, but someone opened it. Now Tyran stood at the door, and once his presence was given to me, my maw hung open.

"What's wrong?" I whispered.

The appearance I had in my head was a mere fantasy. When I saw Tyran K did not feel any relief, but worry. There he stood, holding his arm close to his body, tears welled up in his eyes, and they were puffy. He looked like he had been crying for a while now. I wanted to reach out and touch him, hold him and whisper everything would be alright, the way I expected him to do for me. I didn't, and he just looked at me with the saddest pair of eyes I have ever seen, and he whimpered.

"S-Shaun toldem...They are sending me to... Military School.

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This is the end of Freshmen Year. Hope you had fun walking the halls of Madison High! stayed tuned for Sophomore Year!!

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Sneak Peek

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I couldn't feel anything, just like always. No emotions presented themselves, but why? This cheetah had dropped the most devastating news on me, and instead of acting like a normal guy should, I stood there. I wasn't shocked, nor did I care.

"Did you hear me, you bastard!" Her nose shriveled up, and I could tell she wanted to hit me, but I didn't care. Bigger 'guys' had taken a swing. This was nothing. Her paw landed at my chest. To short to even reach my face.

I grabbed her paw and pushed her away.

"So? Who gives a shit?" I said in a calm whisper, before attempting to walk away. She grabbed my arm, causing me to turn around. Our eyes met, and I could see fear in her eyes... I hated that. I hated fear...

"Bastard I'm pregnant, and...and... I think it's yours!!!"