Room 69 #One-School Is In Session
This is my first work, so it probably isn't very good, and there'll be repeated adjectives. Disclaimer: If you're under 18, you shouldn't be reading this, blah blah blah, this disclaimer is useless because half the people who visit this sight are horny adolescents, so enjoy. This story includes violence, bad language, and high school (yikes!). I didn't want to spend an hour putting in italics, so when characters think, it's in brackets.
The desert sand glowed eerily under the moonlight as a lone vehicle made its way along the forlorn highway. It was a red Honda Civic, manual transmission, 5-liter turbo. A peaceful chill filled the air outside. The inside of the car, however was a different story. The speakers blared Fall Out Boy at a decibel level akin to a jet taking off, and boxes dominated the 3 empty seats. An empty NoDoz carton lay on the floor, and a holographic clock displayed 3:30 A.M. Suddenly, a dress-shoe clad footpaw slammed down on the clutch, and a paw yanked the gearshift into fourth gear. The compact accelerated to 80 mph, sending highway grit in all directions. Its halogen headlights illuminated a sign that read: METRO CITY-2 MILES. [Finally...I think I'm going to pass out] thought Wolf, the driver. He put his foot down to the floor, accelerating to 100 mph. The car shook with wind resistance, then powered down the thoroughfare. It reached Metro city just as the sun was slightly visible over the Vivera Wall, the border separating Metro City from Three Tower City. The Civic pulled into the driveway of a Holiday Inn, stopped haphazardly in the 24-hour-parking zone, and turned off. The door flew open, and out stepped a male jaguar. He walked into the lobby, slammed $150 onto the desk, and seized a door card from the receptionist. He stalked up the stairs, used the card to open a door, and flopped on the bed.
The next day, his cell phone woke him up with a blaring alarm. Glancing at the clock, he yelled "Shit! I'm late!" and jumped off the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thump. He quickly got up, snatched the door card off the desk and ran downstairs. As he went out the door, he tossed the card behind him. His dress shoes made loud clacking sounds on the pavement, and his tail whipped behind him. The Civic was just 50 feet away. He rushed the remaining length, jumped into the car through the window, and slammed the starter button. As the engine roared to life, "XO" by Fall Out Boy started playing at maximum volume. Wincing at the barrage of sound this early in the morning, he backed out of the spot and wrenched the gearshift into Drive. He shot out of the parking lot like a pocket rocket (I just love saying that! Pocket rocket, pocket rocket, pocket...heh heh.) on the wrong side of the road, jumped the center island and hit the gas.
At about the time Wolf fell out of the bed, a fox in the rich district of town woke up with a start. "Oh, no," he moaned, "I'm going to be late again!" Kai (that's his name) jumped out of bed, threw on a t-shirt, black jeans and a jacket, and ran downstairs. Ignoring his parents requests that he eats breakfast, he yanked open the door, and ran to the garage. His fist pounded the garage door opener, and he ducked under the opening door. His black GT-R sat next to a maroon Lexus. He jumped into the car like Wolf, through the window, starting it up. As it started, "I Write Sins Not Tragedies" by Panic! At The Disco started playing. He tugged the gearshift into Drive, and punched the gas, roaring down the driveway.
At that moment, Wolf was at a red light next to a huge Cadillac Escalade, which was playing rap. The driver, a coyote with several gold chains on, reached down and turned the radio up. Wolf responded by simultaneously flipping off the coyote and turning the FoB song up three notches. The Escalade driver turned his car's volume up, and so it went until the light turned green and the Escalades speakers blew out. "Yes!" Wolf shouted and punched the air triumphantly while the coyote beat his fists against the dashboard.
Five minutes later, both Wolf and Kai pulled into the highschool's driveway, parking next to each other. Wolf stepped out of his Civic. "Nice car." He remarked. Kai responded "Ah, it's used. You must get great gas mileage, though" he pointed toward the Civics' hood. "You kidding? I get great mileage..." he trailed off. "I'm Wolf Tomorrow, who are you?" He asked. "Wha? Oh, I'm Kai Takashi...nice name." Then, each of them realized that they were late. "Oh, shit" they muttered in unison. They both ran to the door, and then to the reception desk, Wolf tripping on a cord and catching the edge of the desk in his stomach. "Ouchhhh...." He gasped incoherently, and dropped to the floor. Kai grabbed his arm and pulled him up. The receptionist swallowed a laugh, and spoke "Can I help you?" "Yes, exactly how late are we?" Kai asked. This time, she did laugh "You're not late at all! Today you get to put your stuff up in your room and just mingle...." Wolf groaned out "Thanks...urgh" and stood up. The receptionist went back to watching Tommy Boy on her portable DVD player, and the two furs walked upstairs. "My room's number sixty-nine...what's yours?" Wolf asked. "That's my room. I guess we're roommates." Kai answered. They walked along the corridor until they reached room 69. Wolf kicked open the door, surveying it. There where two king-size beds, a small kitchen, two desks and a large holo-window, displaying a view of New York, taken from the Empire State Building. "Dammit....I forgot the boxes!" Wolf lamented. "Then let's go get them..." Kai responded. "Okay" he said back. Wolf spun around, accidentally knocking over Kai and then tripping up himself. He landed on top of Kai, who gave a muffled sound. "Ooops. Erm...heh" Wolf muttered, blushing crimson. He tried to get up, but failed, noticing one of his legs was pinned under Kai's. "Umm...Kai? Could you lift your leg for a second, I'm stuck." He said. Kai moved his leg, but only succeeded in knocking Wolf over onto him again. [Wow...my fantasy came true.] Thought Kai. Wolf tried getting up, but couldn't. Both of them were now blushing deeply. At that moment three other furs came around the corner. Wolf noticed them, and asked "Can I have some help here? Kind of stuck..." The trio laughed and yanked the two to their feet. "Thanks..." Wolf stated. "No sweat that happened to me and Greg here two years ago." said one of the three, pointing to a Dalmatian. "Jeez Moe, do ya hafta bring that up all the time?" said the Dalmatian. "See ya 'round" said Moe, and the trio walked onward. For a few minutes, they were both silent. Then Wolf broke the silence "Kai? I'm sorry about, um..." "Don't worry its okay. It was just an accident...but this isn't." He said back. Before Wolf could ask him what, Kai pinned him to the wall with a kiss. Several dozen half-formed words in the back of his throat were obliterated by the sudden ecstasy. Wolf felt like he'd been electrified, feeling Kai's lips, his tongue pressing against Wolf's muzzle. He opened it slightly, and Kai darted his tongue inside. Wolf melted, and wrapped his arms around Kai's back. It seemed like eternity before they pulled apart for air. Wolf gasped, still embracing Kai.
"Wolf! Hey, Wolf! Snap out of it!" Kai shouted. "Huh?" Wolf murmured, and then realized he'd been daydreaming. "We're going to get the boxes, remember?" Kai waved a hand in front of Wolf's face. "Yeah, you go, I feel kind of strange. He could hear the trio around the corner, the Dalmatian saying "That was pretty weird when I saw 'em lying on the floor, I thought they were, yanno having s-OW! What was that for!?" when Kai left, Wolf ran into the room. He sat on the bed, and thought hard. [You're not gay! Not gay! But then why did I have this weird thing? Argh! My head is aching!] He thought about the dream again, him pinned against the wall, Kai's hot tongue in his mouth. " [NO! You're not gay!] Wolf dropped his head to his hands. Kai came in the door with a box, noticing Wolf on the bed. He put down the box, and said "Is everything all right?" "No. I'm just...never mind. I'm okay." Wolf responded. He pushed past Kai, and down the hall. He rushed outside and hopped into his Civic, slamming his head onto the steering wheel and setting off the horn. He then slumped down, lying across the seats. After a few minutes of hard thinking, he got up and grabbed the last two boxes.
In the room, Kai was looking around in the fridge. When Wolf came through the door, he announced "Something weird happened. When I opened the fridge, all the food ran and jumped out the window. Then the freezer destroyed itself, so it looks like we'll have to go to Wal-Mart." "Ha ha....funny" "Are we taking your car or mine?" "Oh, definitely yours. Just let me get my Fall Out Boy CD, or are you not into that stuff? "Of course I'm into that stuff! You like Panic?" "Sure, a little PATD (Panic! At The Disco) would be great." "Then let's get going." The pair walked down the stairs, through the door and out into the parking lot. Kai pressed a button on his car keys, and the powerful GT-R roared to life. Wolf whistled admirably. As Kai walked up to the car, the GT-R recognized his neural implants (this is set in the near future, for those of you who are confused), and the doors popped open. Kai and Wolf leaned in, and the doors closed behind them. The radio started, first playing a PSA. *This is a Public Service Announcement from the Metro City Department of Transportation. As of this month, September 2015, we have been replacing the railway transportation with maglev trams. This has been a Public Service Announcement.* "Jeez...I really hate those stupid announcements." Said Kai, rolling his eyes and pressing the gas. The car shot out of the drive, slamming Wolf's head against the headrest. "I'm guessing you made a few modifications!" shouted Wolf over the noise of the engine and rushing air. Kai turned his head, but before he could speak, Wolf cried "LOOK OUT!" Kai snapped his head back to face forward, but he was too late. The front and back left tires hit a mound of dirt, and sent the car into the air, flipping sideways. "OHH SHIIIT!" they yelled in unison. The black car landed, its right wheels hitting the pavement. Kai wrenched the steering wheel to the right, slewing the car sideways. For at least fifteen minutes neither of them spoke. "Maybe you should go a bit less fast." Wolf said in a small voice. "Yeah." A few minutes later, the GT-R pulled into the parking lot of Wal-Mart. Inside the store, Wolf walked down Aisle 7, looking for a brand of coffee. In another section, Kai was thinking. [What is up with this guy? He's cute, seems really nice, but he's all weird and spacey. Damn, I hope he isn't straight... Where's the peanut butter?] He grabbed a jar of Skippy off the shelf, and walked over to Aisle 7. "You found the coffee yet?" "Just got it." Wolf responded. They strode over to the checkout, paid for the food, and then walked to the car. On the way back, Wolf spotted a familiar-looking panther walking along the road. "Stop the car." Kai obeyed, and Wolf stepped out. "Matt? Is that you?" the panther turned, and noticed Wolf. "Wolf? Man! I haven't seen you in like a year! How ya been?" "You know, concerts, boarding school, the standard shit." "Concerts?" shouted Kai from the car. "Yeah, I'm in a band!" Wolf shouted back. "Oh, Matt forgot to introduce you. Kai, this is Matt, he was the lead singer before me, and Matt, this is Kai, my roommate." "Nice car." Matt observed. "You mind dropping me off? My piece of shit broke down..." "I don't mind, hop in. You might have to lie sideways, the back is meant for luggage." A few minutes later, with much squeezing and huffing, Matt was successfully wedged in the rear. "Wolf, you didn't tell me you're in a band. What's its name?" Kai asked. "It's called Pentagon. We don't have much songwriting talent, so we basically just play other bands work. Mostly Fall Out Boy, Panic, and Sum 41. Hey Matt, where do ya want me to drop you off?" "At some school, I think it's called Southbrook Regional High." "You're joking! That's where we are!" "Cool...that means we can actually talk instead of vid-mail (video mail)." Once they reached the school, most of the students had arrived, and were mingling in the hallways and the parking lot. Kai eased the car into the parking lot, noticing all the turned heads. [A GT-R really can impress...] he thought. As he slid the car into a parking bay, a huge SUV rolled into the lot. It was an Escalade, it's driver the same coyote Wolf had beat in the speaker battle. "Oh shit. I know that car...we got into a speaker battle at a red light and he blew his subwoofers out." Wolf whispered. The coyote kicked open his car door, and stepped out. He looked around the parking lot, and noticed the Civic, next to Kai's GT-R. After looking inside, he saw Wolf inside the other vehicle. "Shit." The coyote opened the door, and threw Wolf out. "You think you can beat ME? I'll pound you so hard you'll have brains coming out of your eyes!" he kicked Wolf hard in the chest, to the gasping of the startled onlookers. He then kicked him in the ribs, but couldn't kick his head, because Kai jumped out of the car, flipped over the roof, and slammed him with a high tackle. The coyote smacked his head against the Civic's side window, knocking him out with a dull thunk. Kai knelt on the ground. "Are you still conscious?" Wolf coughed, and answered "Yes...barely." He coughed again, then again, once more and then blood trickled out the side of his mouth. His vision blurred, his hearing cut out. He could see Kai yelling to the crowd of people. Then another spasm of pain hit him, and his vision went black.