New Feelings
**The following is a fictional story. Any revelance to the characters, events, or anything else in this story is completely coincidental.
Heh, I, uhmm, don't really know how to start one of these things, seeing as its my first journal. So, i suppose I'll just start with me. My name's Caylen, I'm a fennec, 16 years old, and well, I'm gay =3. Yes, that means I like other males...hmm, I guess I should write about how I came upon this realization, huh? Well, it was last semester at school, outside of the preforming arts centre during a choir concert. I had walked outside because my tux was starting to get my fur all ruffled and messed up =/. I was surprised to see my friend Elliott, a handsome gray wolf with the voice of a god. He was outside in the brisk winter night, singing as he did. I joined him, and when we finished the song, I sat next to him when our tailes swished and met, getting all tangled up and causing an embarrasingly hot moment. I don't even think he knows I like him (wheew), but its not as if it matters, anyways, mostly 'cause I'm pretty sure he's straight...Secondly because I know he's waaaaay outta my league....i mean, I come nowhere near him in talent when I sing, I mean, sure, we're both in the top choir at school, but he's just so much more amazing. heheh, I'd love to-- OH! he's looking right at me....maybe school isn't the best place to write this...oh well. I'll write here again soon.
Caylen~
I closed my notebook just in time for Elliott to not have seen my writing in it. He smiled "Hey, what do have there? More Poems?"
I answered "No, not this time."
He looked a little dissapointed. "Aww, I like reading your poems, they're nice."
My heart jumped. I managed to let out a stuttered "R-Really?" Although I couldn't see it, I knew I was blushing under my fur, and I think he knew too, because instead of blushing or making a weird noise like somefurs do, I fold my ears back a little. We smiled at eachother for what seemed to be an eternity until the bell rang and we had to go to class. "Man, why can't I just tell him....Why can't I just say 'hey, ummm, I like you.'" My thoughts always race like that after we talk, ever since he told me that he was open in his sexuality. "Maybe next time." I sighed. I tucked my notebook into my pack, and went off to class, tail swiching side to side, as I normaly have it do.