Love of Twins - Chapter 1

Story by IgnisWolfbear on SoFurry

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#2 of Love of Twins

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The twins arrive at school on a Friday before their weekend finally arrives. What occurs during their day?

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(adult rating for violence and blood. Sorry folks, no yiff (yet), taking this slow.)


The school bus screeched to a stop in front of Polk High School's green lawn, a statue of the schools founder, a Leopard wearing a suit and cane; with the Latin word for 'Education' written on a plaque below him.

Logan and Luke walked side by side to their lockers. Logan's locker was under Luke's. Luke waited while Logan got his books for the day and smiled as he stood up which quickly was replaced by a frown, and a glance to the side. "Hey bro...Keep an eye out for that Panther okay, and if you see him, text me..." He said with a worry.

'That Panther' was known as Miller, and ever since the two wolves moved to the area, he had been going out of his way to make Logan's life harder than need be; the usual knocking books down, jeers and taunts down the hall for all to hear, taking items and hiding them. Miller was the one who Luke had gotten into a good deal of fights with, two of which that had resulted in blood draw.

Logan frowned, and had a distant look, and gave a nod, and let his eyes meet his brother's. "I'll try." Is the look they had, followed with a reassuring smile, which was enough to make Luke smile.

"I'll see you at lunch. Have a good day alright?" Luke said.

Logan nodded and made the sign for "You too." He didn't know much sign language at the moment, just enough to communicate with his family. Logan knew he didn't need to sign to his brother though. Luke had gotten real good at reading someone's body language, and even their eyes, but the signing just helped clear some things up.

The morning had started off well. Logan had a reading class, his favorite subject so far, followed by a not so favorite, math class. He had just gotten out of an elective and made his way towards the lunch hall, to meet with Luke who already had a tray of food for Logan.

"Hey. Hopefully what I got you is fine. It was the only thing on the menu." He said giving a nod to the chunk of white chicken, and some sides. Logan looked at it, and made a face, but dug in regardless, Luke chuckled with a reply "School food doesn't always look great, but it's not that bad. Is your morning going okay?" Luke asked, putting some ketchup on the chicken.

Logan made a so-so gesture with his hand, and looked up to Luke questioningly.

"Eh, you know today is my B day, my A days are my favorite. I had Math and Science back to back, and we watched a movie in my art history class, I fell asleep though." Luke snickered. Logan laughed. The bell dismissing lunch rang and the brothers split up to their last classes for the day, which was overall slow and agonizing as the weekend got closer and closer.

Class finally got out, and Luke was one of the first out of his seat, speed walking out of the class wishing his teacher a good weekend, stopping by his locker to deposit his books, and made way to the bus ports, where he and Logan usually met up after class.

Questions immediately struck Luke when he got to the usual meeting spot and found Logan wasn't there first as usual. Assuming he got held up by a teacher, he slid his phone from his pocket he sent a quick message to his brother asking where he was.

Slowly one by one the busses were loaded and let out, they'd missed it; and still no word from Logan. Worry quickly rose in him.

He turned back around and made through the hallway, maybe he'd bump into him walking to the port. He jogged down to the end of the hall and looked left and right, taking the path to the hall Logan had class in during the afternoon. He heard a familiar voice and, something hitting the floor. Luke growled and ran around the corner.

Logan tried to snatch his phone back from the Panther, but Miller was taller and pushed him hard in the chest, knocking him to his rear, holding the phone above him. "Just say please. And I'll give it back." Miller said smirking. Logan had a sunken defeated look, and looked over with a start as Luke came around the corner and scowled, moving up and pushing Miller back into the lockers. Miller winced and grabbed Luke, swinging back a fist and landing a blow on Luke's cheek, causing the wolf to stumble back a bit, with Miller looking rather pleased with himself.

"Back off, Pup. Or I'll do worse than that." Miller said cockily.

Luke growled and charged Miller, knocking the large cat onto the ground; the two began trading blows, sprawling on the floor. Logan watched, standing up against the wall. Logan wasn't as much a fighter as his brother, but felt he should hop in and help. As he had these thoughts the two males were on their feet again, Miller with a bloodied nose, and Luke sporting bleeding scratch marks on his muzzle. Miller looked over at Logan and scoffed.

"Typical. Coward can't fight for himself." Miller looked dead into Logan's eyes "Or speak for himself." Logan winced and looked away; Luke stepped in the way of his gaze and sailed a punch right between his eyes, sending the Panther flat onto his back, where he lay completely disoriented.

"C'mon. I think he's had enough...You mess with my brother again, next time I'm not walking away until you're unconcious!" Luke turned with a huff and helped Logan pick up his books and made their way to his locker to deposit them.

Luke turned to Logan and hugged him tight. "You okay little bro?" Logan stared at the ground and nodded. Luke put an arm around his brother and led him to the exit. "C'mon...the big kitty made us miss our bus. Guess we're walking."

Logan followed after him. The scene playing out as his brother protected him. Logan didn't believe in using violence to solve things, but sometimes wondered if he was just weak and hopeless. He felt the warmth from his brother's arm, and moved closer without realizing. His brother had always been there for him. He just wished sometimes he could be there for his brother. He continued these thoughts as they made their way home.