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"Hey! Roy, wait up!"

Roy Richards turned around to see his feline friend, John, running towards him. He caught up and they started to walk to their first period class.

"So are you ready for this big science test?"

Roy nodded," Yea, I was up all night cramming for this stupid exam. It was really hard though, mom and dad had a bunch of their snooty, rich friends over. Even with my door shut, and headphones with my iPod blasting in my ears, I could still hear snippets of dis-cussion shouted to each other and really annoying laughter."

"That sucks," John said," I was up too, but thankfully, I had peace and quiet."

John was an orange tiger cat with black stripes across his face, and down his long tail which trailed behind him as he walked. He was 17, and 5"3', weigh-ing 104 pounds.

"I remember most of the formulas and variables and all that stuff."

"Lucky you..." replied Roy.

Roy was a gray canine, a mutt if you will,being no specific breed, with some darker gray patches all over his body. His tail was white though, the only non-gray part of his body. He was also 17 but taller than John. He stood about 5"7' and around weighed 124 pounds with a slim body and some muscles.

"I think I know enough to pass."

They reached the class and sat down next to each other. They went to George Lucas High School, a private, all boy school. This was the kind of school for kids with parents like Roy's. John's parents, however, were the exception to this theory. Roy spent most of his time away from home, only there to eat and sleep on most occasions. John's house was his favorite place to be. It was like a home away from home to Roy. John didn't mind, and on most occasions John wanted him there. He seemed to enjoy the company Roy provided.

The bell rang and the other students in the room sat down and quickly shut up. The teacher stormed into the room. She was a wolf, an evil, strict, wolf. She was undoubtedly old, with wrinkles even seen through her fur. "Sit down and Shut up!" She barked. Ms. Bernard was the strictest teacher in the school and nobody, nobody, talked back to her. "Pencils out, you will have 55 minutes for this exam. No more." Roy reached into his pocket, pulled out a pencil and took a deep breath.

Fifty five minutes later Ms. Bernard said loudly," Turn in your papers now" The bell sounded and everyone handed in their papers.

"How do you think you did?" asked John to Roy once they were in the safety of the hall.

Roy shrugged, "Well I know I passed." He grinned at John who smiled back. Roy was in calculus next and John had P.E. They parted with a couple "see ya's" and Roy walked towards the room. Half way there he met up with Greg.

"Hey Greg," Roy said.

"Hey Roy. How was that test in science?"

Greg was a fox. He was small, standing only at 4"9', fast, and very clever. He was orange with a white pattern on his face and on the top of his bushy tail. He easily waded through the crowds only weighing 96 pounds. He was unusually small for his age, being 17.

"It was alright, I knew most of the questions so I think I must have done ok."

They rounded a corner and Roy clipped someone's shoulder, hard.

"Sorry," Roy said casually before realizing who he ran into.

He looked up with a sigh. It was Gary Howards, the biggest, meanest jock in the school. "Watch where you're going punk!" he bellowed, before pushing Roy backwards with a lot of force. Roy recoiled and grabbed the brute's hand pulling him to the ground with him. The two wrestled on the ground.

"Gary chill out!" Greg shouted, trying desperately to drag him off of Roy.

Gary hit Roy directly in the stomach, knocking the breath out of him with a large fist. Roy gasped and threw a punch that struck Gary right in the nose, which sent him back a little letting Greg pull him off. He helped Roy up in time to see a small dribble of blood dripping from Gary's nose. He stood and strode toward Roy and shoved him against a locker with one hand. "You son ob a bitch!" He shouted, his words muffled with his other hand on his nose and mouth. At that, Roy looked around, noticing there was a big group of people around them, staring at them. Roy desperately wriggled a hand free of Gary's grip and quickly struck gary in the jar, wending him back a few steps. Gary quickly reacted by grabbing Roy's still slightly extended hand, turning, and actually flipping Roy over his shoulder, as he slammed onto the ground.

Roy gasped and coughed for air, he had hit the ground with incredible force and he was having trouble standing up.

"Jesus Christ Gary!" Greg disap-peared into a nearby classroom and emerged with their calculus teacher, who dragged Gary off of Roy. Roy coughed again; his face already had a light bruise on his right eye.

He stood, with some difficulty, and Mr. Stewart bellowed, "What happened?!"

"This asshole knocked me over and punched me in the stomach!" Roy said angrily.

"Is that so?" Mr. Steward said, "well then, you two follow me to the principals office. Everyone else, show's over, get to class." He took both of them by the arm and led them down the hall. Roy turned his head and mouthed 'thanks' to Greg. Greg nodded and hurried into the classroom just as the bell sounded.

When they reached the office, they were sat down in two big chairs in front of a desk, behind which sat Ms. Amy, the Principal. "So... what happened here?" she said, looking from Roy to Gary, and back again. At once both boys burst out shouting accusations to one another. "Alright alright!" shouted Ms. Amy. "From what Mr. Stewart tells me, you, Mr. Howards, instigated a fight. She apparently saw his bloody nose and slightly bruised jar. "Regardless, you will both receive three days of suspension.' The two boys were dismissed to the office. Roy was glad he took the only big test he had before this stupid incident. His parents were called and they arrived five minutes later, his father looking furious.

Roy followed his parents to the car without a word.