Pellicius High School, 4200 Hanso Lane

[Rocket]

Rocket briskly exited the classroom and pulled out his phone once more, checking to see what and where his next class was. A notification was visible on the lockscreen: a text message, from and unknown number. Must be the dragon or the otter... he pondered, proceeding to check it.


"Hey there! It's Kam from homeroom, the green dragon. It was nice to meet you today, and thank you "


Rocket appreciated the cordiality, but almost felt as though it was sent out obligation above anything, so he decided to wait to reply to it.



Proceeding to check his schedule, he noticed that he had AP Calculus, with Ms. Drescher. He wasn't particularly fond of math in general, but he had had Ms. Drescher the previous year for Algebra, so he knew her teaching style, and he was confident that he could succeed with some effort.


As he neared the classroom, he noticed a familiar pair of green wings disappearing into the door. There really wasn't any doubt as to whom they belonged. There were few creatures at the school with wings, and even fewer of such an exotic hue.


He was immediately conscious that his heart rate had elevated slightly. But why? There was no way he was nervous about this class, even though it was only his second AP class, and he had completely put Gauge out of his mind, seeing as an AP classroom was one of the few bastions in the school where you'd never find someone like him. It seemed that his body knew something that he did not.


Disregarding it, he made his way past bustling and chattering students, tall and short, fat and skinny, small cliques of jocks holding gym bags and remarking loudly about that "**censor**' hot doe from first block." Then in one moment he was at the classroom, opening the door, the mellow autumn sun being replaced by a fluorescent glow.


There were very few people in the classroom, aside from the dragon, a timid-looking ram with glasses, and Ms. Drescher herself: a tall, plump poodle with dyed black fur. She wore a slimming, collared dress and leaned to one side as she wrote up some basic class information of the whiteboard (she was one of those teachers that was "bad with technology" and thus avoided using the overhead projector whenever possible, except for pre-typed notes).


Rocket looked at the dragon, his wings squished up against the back of his chair. Damn, that can't be comfortable... he thought. Quickly, he looked around the room, seeing a cushioned, rolling stool, which was usually reserved for the teacher's aid while they graded assignments or slept; Ms. Drescher could never keep an aid for more than two weeks, however--she actually made them work--so it was most likely up for grabs.


Strolling up to the desk next to Kamren, he casually set his things beside it and greeted the teacher: "Fran! Looks like you've got your favorite fox again!" he said in a genial tone.


"Rocket, I told you: my name isn't Fran," she responded with her slightly nasaly voice without taking her eyes off of the board. "And weren't you the only fox in my class last year?"


Rocket, walking over the the long, rectangular desk perpendicular to that of Ms. Drescher, put both of his paws on the seat of the rolling stool and began to roll it back toward the other side of the classroom.


"That means I win by default, right?" he teased, having brought the chair directly in front of Kamren's desk.


Ms. Drescher grunted in an affirmative, but dismissive sort of way.


Chuckling to himself, Rocket sat down on the stool, facing the dragon. "That doesn't look all the comfortable," he declared, taking advantage of the 360 degree swivel on the stool as he spoke. "So I thought you might like this, he continued, pointing down at the stool. "Even if it's not much for lumbar support... And I got your message by the way. Thanks for replying," he smiled gleefully. "I know I might've came off as... well, odd, or even eccentric, but I hardly had time to explain myself. You see, I do freelance design work from home, so I tend to have some older business cards laying around at any given time. Those were the remnants of a batch I gave away at a Halloween party. My newest ones are actually black with a teal trim: a less... thematic palette, I'd say."


He noticed that he was rambling again, as he often did, and stopped, taking a breath. "Anyway... I'm not going to assume that any of this interests you, or that I'm not being a pest right now, so I'll leave you alone. But first I'd like to introduce myself more formally, if you'll humor me." Smiling with a sly expression that was the trademark of his kind, he extended his right paw. "Rocket A. Fox, at your service."

[Oceanic815]

        "Thanks.  Wanna hang out at lunch or sometime after school?" she asked, talking quickly.  "Because I do my homework in school so I have lots of free time except on Wednesdays, when I have martial arts and basketball, and hockey."  Looking down at her arms, Ave could, sure enough, see that they were toned, and she was fit.  Her invitation was somewhat welcome - he hadn't hung out with a good-looking girl in a while now.  Still, she was-

        "I like playing these games because I love to let my boredom on this shit, it makes me feel less bored when I play gun games.  I hate hanging out with girls because they all talk about is make up, their phones, their dresses, and other girly stuff.  They also cause too much drama."

        Damn.  She was more like a boy than a girl.  Or at least, she was more like a boy than any girl Ave could recall knowing.

        The females of Pellicius High played a different role than they might elsewhere in the country or the world.  Whereas the rest of the world tried desperately to make them absolutely level with and in every way equal with males, it was not so in Pellicius High, or in much of XA for that matter.  Here, they recognized the truth with few reservations - females were physically inferior to males, and therefore deserved different roles.

        Make no mistake, Ave didn't believe in a lack of equality for the two sexes.  He simply believed in a separation of jobs, equal to both sides.  He didn't think women should be put on a pedestal and pampered in a relationship - that is, unless they did the same for their male partners.  He didn't believe women should be coddled or have a lack of responsibility.

        Yet there were those things - combat roles in a pack, however - that women shouldn't simply occupy.  Those were the job of the men, who were, by birth, more physically capable. Simple as that.  However, women were, first and foremost, the leader of the family.  The principal decision-makers, the bosses at the head. Not necessarily the primary family providers, no, but still at the top.  As for rearing pups, both sexes played an equal role.

        His peers shared in some of his views.  Yet many of them saw women as inferior on all levels because of their physical inferiority, an opinion Ave did not share.  Unfortunately, these views spread to the women as well, leading to females all around who were soft, who could not lead, who filled a role they thought they simply HAD to fill.  It wasn't their fault at all.  But it did mean that Ave rarely found women who interested him more than physically.

        Kasai wasn't at that point.  She'd need to be more than what he'd already met her for in order to show him she was worth being interested in.  Despite this, however, he was already aware that she was different - he was making an effort to hide it now when he checked her out.  So did he want to hang out with her?  Sounded pretty chill.  Turning to him, she spoke again. "My next block is science, what about you?" she asked.

        "Hangin' at lunch sounds pretty aight," he said with a smile.  "Oh, and I got science next too, we could walk."

        As the bell rang (was it just him, or had that block seemed abnormally long, even with him sleeping in it?) the two of them stood up, grabbing their things, and moving to the door.  One hallway over, and they'd be at Knight's class - and how much Ave hated him.  Good thing he'd have somebody interest to keep him company.

[Heartstrings]

     Unloading his agenda and a clean, empty notebook onto the desk in front of him, Kamren got ready for his next class. Looking around, there were hardly any students in the room. With any luck, it would be a relatively small class. And with any more luck, Gauge wouldn't be a part of this class either.

     Who was he kidding. There wasn't any way that Gauge would ever be interested in an AP math class. Right?

     Kamren was actually looking forward to this. Out of all of his school subjects, mathematics had always been his strongest suit. He had totally aced Pre-Calculus the prior year at his old school, and he had the gut feeling that Calculus would be no exception. Math just... clicked with him, one could say.

     The room was quiet. The teacher - Ms. Drescher, according Kamren's schedule - a stout, older black poodle, was writing notes on the whiteboard. The other students who were walking in, other than some idle chit chat, were otherwise just absorbed in their own little digital worlds. Kamren sighed, a smile of content on his lips. He had a good feeling about Calculus.

     The only thing bugging him at the present moment, just like in the classes before this, were his damn wings. The dragon kept shifting in his seat, still unable to find a tolerable position for the leathery appendages behind him. God, the seats here are awful. They definitely weren't built to accommodate someone with wings of his size, that was for sure. Oh well, he kept telling himself. He'd get over it... eventually?

     A few other students had entered the room, but Kamren's eye was caught by a familiar, spectacled individual setting his backpack right next to his desk.

     "Oh! Hey, Rocket!" Kamren greeted the slender gray fox. For a brief moment, the dragon's eyes connected with those of the canine, and Kamren thought he felt his heart rate heighten slightly. Or he could have just been imagining it. But either way, the quirky little smile on his lips indicated that he was, in fact, happy to see that there was a familiar - friendly - face he shared this class with.

     Apparently Ms. Drescher knew Rocket from the previous year, and Kamren couldn't help but chuckle at their little banter. So I'm not the only one who thought of Fran Drescher, he thought. Of course, Kamren wasn't one who would have the nerve to say any of that out loud.

     Before long, the fox returned to Kamren's desk with a rolling stool, which Kamren could only assume would be much more comfortable than the chair he was currently seated in.

     "Wait, for me?" he muttered, albeit a bit surprised. "Wow, thank you. You really didn't have to do that, you know, but thank you so much!" Kamren smiled back at Rocket, getting up to switch seats with him. Oh my God, that was actually really nice of him, to go out of his way like that...

     The dragon laughed a bit at Rocket's explanation for the origin of the business cards. "Yeah, I was pretty confused at first," he replied. "Not like a lot of high school students carry around their own business cards everywhere they go, but yeah, that makes sense. So design work? That sounds really cool!"

     The way Rocket spoke, it was interesting... It was indeed eccentric, but also eloquent and... almost alluring, in a way? Kamren couldn't exactly think of anyone else he knew that spoke the way Rocket did. That surely wasn't to call Rocket's speech a bad thing, however.

     "Oh, no! Don't feel like you should have to leave me alone, you know. You're fine, I actually do find you really..." The dragon hushed himself right after that last word. He didn't even know what he'd intended to say. "...uhh... Interesting." Well then. That was smooth.

     "Anyway, umm... Ignore that." He shook the fox's paw. "Nice to formally meet you, then! Kamren Heartstrings. And, uhh, thanks again for the stool. Do you, umm... Maybe wanna sit next to me? I don't really know anyone else."

[kasaithefurry]

Great!Well science is my favorite subject.And also I might have trouble finding the cafetiria, because im new here.Kasai said as she skipped out of class.Kasai was happy that she already made a friend.She does not doubt going to this school.
 
Kasai was happy to go to science,but she hoped the teacher was nice.In her last school,Her old teacher never liked her.

[anonsucks117]

"Hey mr.knight? Why does the sergal have to be in here. I swear her parents abducted me like a week ago and studied me." he said to another bout of laughter. "And we need to study more about fangless. Looks like mummy boy over there really wants to be one." he was pushing all three of thier buttons. Pushing marcs by going after yuto, pushing yutos by going after marc and pushing jakes by existing.

[Ræfóa Aldrnari]

Ok, that's it!, Marcus thought, clenching his paws into fists, starring into the air, trying to ignore the slurs. Gauge was seriously stepping over the line now. No. It was more of a leap over the line. Just as the anger had begun to calm down, it was now boiling inside of him as Gauge opened his mouth. Sitting there, he constantly thought between the possibilities. Should I shut him up? Should I do nothing?, they sounded, as he grinded his teeth. If he stood up, it might have made things worse... but he just couldn't hold back any longer. Slamming his paws onto the table (ow!), he stood up, turning to Gauge "Oh would you please. Just. Shut. Up!?", he yelled, looking straight into his eyes. Oh that dumb smirk didn't make things much better, "Why are you even here? To bother? To be in the way of everyone? 'Cause that's pretty much everything you are. Why don't you go back to your girlfriend? What is she, a red panda? Yeah, I saw. Pretty embarrassing for Gauge to date a fangless, isn't it?"... the last part just flew out of him. How... how could he use that word? He almost couldn't believe himself. But, he had to shut him up in some way.

[Yuro]

Jake grinned as he saw Marcus stand up for himself but he knew if he did shut them both up, it's be one hell of a day. Jake growled and yelled,"Shut up!!" the whole class got silent again as everyone looked at him. "Gauge, shut your damn mouth before i sew your trap together!" Jake approached between the rows they were in. "Unlike your other teachers, i do not tolerate this!" he pounded his fist against an empty desk, making a slight dent into the metal."you puppies are no different than each other! Scared and into weird species. Now i suggest you shut up or show yourself out!" jake then heard a lizard snicker and his anger was at his peak, he grabbed a pen from a table and flung it at the kids head. Landing straight into the wall, next to his head. Growling loudly.


Yuro was getting angry once more. Squeezing her fists till it pierced her padding. Blood trickling on the desk. Her eyes glowing in anger. Then marcus started to yell at Gauge. Kinda suprized. Then Mr.Knight yelled and started to scold the two. She was kinda scared from the tone of his voice. When he flung the pen, she flintched and backed down. She was terrified of this teacher. Both Marcus and Gauge backed down. Except Gauge looked like he wanted to be the man of the show but he also shown fear.

[anonsucks117]

"Gladly." Guage huffed and picked up his bag and walked out. He stopped in the doorway. "Looks like your not done climbing trees mummy. Lets hope the next time you "fall." they xont bury whats left of you in a match box." he made a preditory growl. Low and leaving no doubt he WOULD follow through. "And your girlie wont even be there to try to put you back together again." he said before turning to jake. "And whats your deal out of catnip? Mister big bad panther. Scary."  he flipped him and marc off as h left quickly and was gone before anyfur could react. "Wheres he going?" one packmate asked another. "The roof. Its like his fortress of solitude. Smokes up there." the other said not realizing that yuro was in ear shot.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

She grabbed the music Mr. Forrest had placed on a music stand before going to her seat. She paged through them and smiled, she could tell these would be beautiful and that she'd practice them as much as possible. Her eyes moved from the paper to the board. On it was written "Welcome back students! I'm Mr. Forrest, please take the music and look through it. We'll begin practicing tomorrow. In he meantime, get to know each other and be social!" She smiled and looked around the room, seeing the slim cardinal sitting at his desk, leaning back, he was looking around the room and taking attendance. She put the sheet music away into her bag.


Theo smiled at each student and nodded at Gauge when he dropped this new student to the classroom. She was small and probably only joined to get an easy A, something he'd seen many times before. He heard the bell and marked off students he recognized, and called out the names of the ones he hadn't. "So the red pandas name was Tempest hm? Interesting.." He thought and put his clip board down. He stood and stretched his arms above his head.

[Ræfóa Aldrnari]

His ears twitched towards the front of the class, as the teacher, Mr. Knight, yelled at them. "Shut up!", he said, as Marcus kinda realized how he had reacted. Starring up at him a bit, thinking about his actions, he slowly sat down afterwards with a slightly deep sigh. Ok, that took some energy, he thought, listening to what Mr. Knight had to say. He hopped lightly in his seat, as Mr. Knight slammed his fist into an empty desk, making a slight dent. Woah... better not get on his bad side..., he thought, not being able to take his eyes from him, after starring at the dented desk. Suddenly, a lizard a few seats from him snickered a bit, making Mr. Knight pick up a pen, throwing it into the wall, right next to it. Is he crazy?!, Marcus thought, starring at the hole, the pen had made.

[Tina]

Neko was currently wandering through the looking at her map of the school because she had no idea where to go. Today was her first day of school since she moved here from Russia and already she was late. The map wasn't helping much as it was in English and Neko was still kind of new to the language, so it wasn't for lack of trying that she was late. She hated being late and was normally on time for everything, but not this time.
"Dis is chush' sobach'ya! How is I supposed to vread dis map!" She said angrily, her voice deeply accented.

After little bit more wandering and frustration, Neko finally made it to Mr. Forrest's music class and peeked her head inside.
"Is dis Mr. Forrest's classvroom?" Neko asked. Neko was one of the names on the list that was called out earlier but had not received a responce.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

They turned around to see who weirded such an accent, jumping a little at the new student. What was she?! He cleared his throat and nodded. "I'm Mr. Forrest, yes, and you must be?" He pushed his glasses up his beak and smoothed out his shirt a bit, tilting his head at the new creature. The classroom had died down a bit and the class stared at her, whispering now. He looked back at the class over his shoulder. "Oh, grow up guys, she's new, give her a break." He smiled and shook his head, returning his gaze to her.

[Yuro]

Yuro twitched her ears at the conversation behind her. The roof, huh? Might be my chance to teach this wolf a lesson.. She looked over to Marcusand thought to herself. Sergals have greater speed than wolves but not as strong as a wolf. I could use my reflexes and speed to advantage. If he tries to run, i'll seal the door.. Hm.. She sat there in thought. Thinking of advantages and risk she could take.


Jake growled and sat in his chair. Whipping his tail in annoyance. That gauge, he'll one day learn. Not from me for sure but i know he will. He scanned the class and huffed. He looked at the sergal and sighed. It must be hard being the only sergal here. He closed his eyes and crossed his arms. "free time! Do whatever, dont anger me more"he twitched his tail and went back on the computer

[anonsucks117]

Guage sat and watched his legs dangle from the room edge and flicked away a cigerette butt before lighting yet another. I should probably cut back..he idly thought to himself as he drew a flask from the inside pocket of his jacket and took a long pull. Letti g all of his stress and unanswered question roll away for a moment. Maybe he didnt have to be like this..maybe he could..change..no. His way of living has kept him safe. And in his brothers good graces. He had a future in the pack. Dying young in a pool of your own blood doesnt sound like much of a future. He thought. But he shoved that thought away with another drink from the flask as he felt a slight tingle. That was enough. He didnt need to get drunk. He just needed a pick me up. He hoped he hadnt hurt that wolf too bad. Enough to scare others and let them know he ment buissness..but he didnt really wanna hurt him THAT bad..maybe hed get tempest to ask him if he was ok.. He sighed and smoked. He was too young to feel this old.. He just had the otter to take care of now. And after that he hoped he could leave that whole group alone. Physically at least. Jed have to make fun if them every once in while but he didnt wanna have to knock em around anymore than he had to. But he would. god knows he would if they made him.

[Ræfóa Aldrnari]

As Marcus had settled down again, after witnessing the sudden pen throw, he looked back up at Mr. Knight. He seemed annoyed but also slightly sympathetic. Who was that directed at? Himself? Someone else? He was about to turn to take a glance at who Knight was looking at, until his ears picked up the words "Free time!", he looked up at him again, a slight bit wide-eyed. Free ti... eh, ok, he thought, as he felt a bit surprised, but not bummed that he was gonna spend a class like that. The first thing that came to his mind, though, was Yuro. As soon as Mr. Knight had turned back to his computer, and the other students had began talking amongst themselves, he stood up, turned around and walked down to Yuro's table, sitting down in front of it. "Are you ok?", he asked with a slight concerned look on his face, even though he knew he seemed kinda childish doing that. He looked down and noticed the small amount of blood on her table and the small holes in her paws. "Oh my god, are you alright?", he quickly asked, not too loud so everyone could hear though, as he, without thinking, quickly grabbed her paws with his own, looking down at the small wounds.