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GBL - High Written by TiggyTiger

Book one: The New

Chapter One The Interview

Timothy opened his dull, tired eyes as the loud electronic buzz of his alarm clock brought him out of his sleep. He gave an annoyed groan as he then began to flail his arm about, in an attempt to try and hit his alarms clock large snooze button.

This technique usually never worked for the tiger, but thus he tried letting out grunts and groans with each failed attempt to quiet the noise.

"Oh for god sake," he groaned sitting up and reaching over to his alarm clock, successfully hitting the button he was aiming for. The big red numbers reading six o'clock to stop flashing and the loud electronic noise to immediately stop. "I'm up."

Timmy sat in his spacious bed, trying to compose himself so he could actually get up from the bed. He tried very hard to tell himself to get up, bet the bed just felt so comfortable. Just the thought of leaving it felt like he was being told to drag heavy stones up a steep hill. He would have lain back down too, if it wasn't for the interview for his new school.

He didn't know anything about the new school other then it's name. Heck, he didn't even know it existed until he found it online. Timmy did find that a bit worrying. For all he knew, this school was going to be as bad as the hell hole he was in now.

The hell hole, (More commonly known as Kurthria High) was like any public school. Ruled by the popular, who were mean and nasty to those who didn't make the cut to be 'cool'.

Now there was nothing wrong with Timmy. Actually Timmy was in perfect condition! Slim and fit as a five foot eight Tiger could be! His white, black striped fur was always looked after, he was very friendly and he even had a lip piercing on the bottom right side that shone a beautiful purple colour.

What did make him unpopular at the school was the simple fact that unlike the cool furs at his school, Timmy liked his own gender.

Now it may not seem like such a big deal, but Timmy couldn't do anything about the abusers without his parents finding out. Timmy would have already come out to his parents if he knew they would be ok with it, but with parents in this day and age still kicking their gay kids out, he was scared of doing it. Just like every other homosexual alive is or was.

He had tried many times in the past, but every time the fear of being disowned or worse took over and he left feeling useless and upset.

His parents were kind people which gave Timmy some hope. They loved him, hugged him and joked around with him. They never once hit him, verbally insulted him, ever tried to make him feel inadequate, actually, they never had to punish him.

Timothy was a good teen, and it wasn't because he wanted to be. He wanted to get invited to parties, he wanted to have friends around to do stupid things with, get grounded and sneak out for once in his life!

But all because of one small detail, his reputation was brought down. It was stupid, Timmy knew that, and to be honest he didn't care about it. It was childish and he knew it. But lately, being alone all day with people laughing and making fun of you behind your back was getting to him.

So Timmy got online, researched some schools and in an website of the top ten most unknown schools he found GBL high. He did some more digging, and soon he came to the decision that it couldn't be worse then what he had then.

After telling his parents, getting everything set up, and then waiting a small while. Timmy received what he was waiting for. His acceptance Email!

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Parker, We have plenty of room for a new student and we formally accept Timothy Parker to our school. We ask that you come to the school and meet the principal on the 23rd of February so we can get to know him. We also ask that he fills out the form attached so we know what classes he wants to do. We look forward to meeting Timmy, Kind regard Stewart Denbell

Timmy was overjoyed when he found out he was moving schools. He went down to his room and began screaming and jumping in happiness. He was nearly crying. But now that the day was closer, Timmy began to worry that, maybe the school was worse. That maybe he would have been better if he stayed at Kuthria.

Last night Timmy didn't get much sleep due to nerves, but soon (after telling himself he would be fine a million times) Timmy fell asleep, and today he felt ready. Tired, but ready.

"Timmy!" came a loud male yell from up the stairs. "Time to get up!"

"On my way Dad!" Timmy called back as he stood up from his bed side before padding over to his dresser that was placed at the opposite side of the room.

Timmy's room was underground and the same size as the house. It was large and some would think it was a Penthouse. It had its own privet bathroom and a massive amount of free space. Timmy loved it. Its what a teenager like himself needed. It was peaceful, soundproof, He always knew when somebody was coming down the stairs, by the squeaking of the stairs, even though he had a lock for his door.

His room was his safe haven, and nobody (except his family) had ever gone in. The reason? There were two. The first was because he didn't want anybody in there, which lead into the second reason, which we already know, was nobody wanted to.

Timmy was overjoyed with the knowledge that he wouldn't be staying at the shit hole that was Kurthria high. It had taken a big chunk of his self esteem and his confidence. He may have been happy but he was still nervous, hence the bad night sleep last night.

Timmy pulled out the third drawer down and began to dress his fragile frame in a pair of grey tube jeans and a red shirt that clung maybe a little bit too tightly to his torso. Now that he was dressed, the tiger went to his door then walked up his staircase and into the kitchen. It was done up by there mother who was sick of working in what she called a green 'hell hole'. The old olive green and bark brown coloured kitchen got ripped apart, only to have the pristine white and black kitchen built.

Timmy turned to shut the door behind him and when he turned he was greeted with a flash of orange and white, crushing his upper torso, in what his brother called a hug.

"Morning bro!" Sean chuckled squeezing his little brother tighter

. "Morning....Stop crushing me.....Lungs collapsing!" Timmy gasped as his brother squeezed him tightly. The orange and white jock laughed and let his brother go who gasped in the cool air. Timmy fell back to the floor and began to breath normally before giving his brother a playful push.

"Ha-ha!" Sean laughed with his white golden eyes glistening in the bright room. Timmy looked up at his brother and shook his head while Sean just chuckled happily

Sean was a completely different tiger to Timmy. He was sporty, he was popular and his stripes were orange instead of black. Odd as it may be, the big meaty tiger thought differently. He found it to be a blessing. It made him unique in more than one way. There weren't any other tigers like him in the world, so he took pride in it.

But what made Sean different from all the rest of the people at his school was his relationship with Timmy.

Timmy's popularity was brutally murdered when he was found out at his school. By a rude joke faking to be interested, only to laugh in Timmy's face then go around the school telling everybody. Timmy didn't bother denying it. It was out so he would just live with the consequences. When Sean found the guys shouting it out however. It was a shock to find out his little brother was gay, but it was a thrill to teach the guy some manners!

Sean was protective of his younger sibling. If any of his team mates said anything about Timmy around him, they received a pretty harsh tackle, a hard upper cut and some guys even got a swift kick in between their tails. Three members had gone home due to broken bones, sore balls and the occasional concussion.

Timmy loved his Brother. He was sweet, he was loving and most importantly, he was his best friend. Nobody would or could come between these two. They were just so close.

"How did you sleep bro?" Sean asked putting his arm around his brother's shoulder and pulling a chair out from under the kitchen table for his brother.

"Shit to be honest," Timmy replied, "I was nervous."

Sean chuckled and sat down next to his nervous brother.

"Listen man, I think you should do something before you leave." Sean said making sure their Mum and Dad were out of the room. "You know Dylan?" Sean asked making Timmy groan and nodded.

Dylan was the number one tormentor at Timmy's school. Timmy would usually get a push into the locker then verbally assaulted over and over until he was sitting in the bathroom cubical crying his eyes out. It pissed Sean off to no end. "Well I'd kick him in the balls before you leave."

"What!?" Timmy said shouting the first half of the word.

"Dude, you'll never see him again, plus I would love to hear him whimper on the floor after you kicked him in the cunt."

"SEAN!" came a loud female voice from the hallway. "We do not use that kind of language in this house hold!" the white tigress said, walking down the hallway. Her brown eyes staring daggers into the jock.

"Sorry mum." Sean said, pulling a 'yikes' face as he turned back to Tim.

Sean and Timmy soon got their breakfast and began to dig into a plate of toast, baked beans, and a hash brown. When Timmy had finished his meal, Sean and Timmy said their goodbyes, walked through the large arch door into the lounge room, then through further into a slight hallway outside.

Timmy opened the white door and padded out onto the small square, and wooden deck that provided you with a small step instead of a larger drop into the front garden.

The two walked out into the garden, padded over to Sean's Honda, and then began there short trip to school.

"So are you going to give it back to Dylan?" Sean asked. Timmy looked over at Sean and gave an uncertain look.

"I really don't know dude." Timmy said.

"Do it for the gays!" Sean laughed while Timmy responded with a hard punch to his brothers arm.

"You're a fuck-wit!" he laughed shaking my head.

"Oh? I drive you to school everyday, beat the shit out of anybody who makes fun of you, and I don't care that you're gay," Sean said making Timmy nod in agreement.

"Ok, I take it back," Timmy giggled, "I do love you Sean." He said looking over at him. Sean smiled then put his arm around his brothers shoulders and gave him a hug.

"I love you too bro, and I'm glad your leaving this school but that won't mean I'm going to stop dropping you off at school." Sean said making his brother giggle nodding.

"Ok bro."

The school day went by pretty slowly. No one really paid much attention to Timmy for once, his classes were all theory and his brother was at practice all day so he couldn't go see him. However. At recess, He was able to give Dylan that kick Sean had told him to do. Dylan went down whimpering and Timmy feel so good for finally fighting back.

Timmy found out that Dylan had planned what had happened a few years ago when the member of the football team began to hit on him because apparently Timmy looked at his girl funny. When Timmy heard that he was furious! He walked out to the oval, tapped the Doberman on the shoulder then drove his hind paw right in between his legs.

Timmy had never head such a yelp in his life. Dylan let out a loud, high pitched whined yelp then fell to the floor while Timmy walked away laughing to himself. He couldn't hear the angry Doberman barking out threats, but Timmy knew he would be after revenge sooner or later.

At twelve o'clock, Timmy's parents came to pick him up for the interview. Timmy signed out, got into the car and drove off with the butterflies in his stomach going mad. It felt like they had rockets on their backs and where flying around, ramming into his stomach!

All the while, Timmy was just looking out the window, his mind going into an over driven frenzy. What if he tripped in front of the entire school? What if his pants fell down? What if they were like Kurthria high and hated gays?

After a while, his butterflies had been replaced with moths. He felt so nervous, he had only ever been at Kurthria. So starting a new school is something Timmy knew nothing about! The massive hill they were driving up wasn't helping much. The higher they got, the worse he felt. It was like an earth whirlpool. He felt like he was about to be sacrificed to the gods.

Timmy gave an audible gulp as the car reached the top, but Timmy only felt worse as he saw how isolated the school was. The Hill they just climbed was like a massive bowl. On the outside was the inclined drive up to the top, but on the inside was a campus that was like nothing Timmy had ever seen.

The entire school covered a good couple of hectares but, all of the space was used very wisely. The school had two, double storied building just near the middle. One was L shaped, the other was like a mirror image. Both were a nice, dark blue colour and to what Timmy could see. Surrounded with furs.

In between the two buildings sat what Timmy thought to be a Water feature of brass male and female symbols that were interlinked. The water was coming through jets that surrounded the brass that fell into a large concreted bowl.

Just up from the feature was a smaller, rectangular building. It had around three stories but didn't seem to have much to it. It looked kinda boring really. But what got the most attention from Timmy was the massive building sitting behind the small one.

To what Timmy could see, it was seven stories high, had balconies, a revolving entrance door and what Timmy could guess to be a security bull out the front. Timmy was confused on that, but didn't put to much thought into it. Timmy was already distracted by the massive Oval the school had. It had all the athletics needs to the far right, but also a plain oval on the left, just before the L shaped buildings.

"Oh wow!" his mother said as she scanned the campus. "The campus looks really nice!" she stated, her tone higher then usual. Timmy gave a slight smile as he nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it really does," Timmy said as the road curved around the school before the it broke into four lanes.

"HA!" Dale chuckled as they began to drive to a very large car park, "Four lanes in their car park, four lanes! I approve."

Timmy rolled his eyes. It was typical of his dad to bring the traffic into consideration. Dale hated getting into traffic Jams. The last time Timmy was caught in one with his dad, it took his mother three hours to stop him from shouting curse words out the window and honking his horn. Both Timmy and Sean sunk into there seats so nobody could see them.

Dale went through the large drive way, soon finding a large patch of free spots near a round-a-bout that had a walk way around it. Dale parked in the closest spot to the campus he could, and as soon and as Timmy stepped out of the car, his stomach felt worse then before.

"Where do you think we go?" Dale asked, Timmy put his eye brows down in confusion. He would have thought that the administration office would have been a bit easier to find. He was about to say he didn't know when a white sign a few meters to the right caught the corner of his eye. He slowly made his way over, and once in front of the sign, began to read.

administration office, level two of middle building

Timmy chuckled as he began to make his way to the middle building. He assumed that his parents would follow, but sometimes he forgets how parents need to know everything.

"Where are you going?" Dale asked following.

"Administration," Timmy giggled pivoting on his right hind paw to begin walking backwards with a cheeky grin on his maw. "You?"

Dale and Jenny followed their son to the middle building while Timmy lead. He still wasn't feeling one hundred percent, but the nerves were slowly dying down.

He padded up to the door, turned and waited for his parents who soon caught up. Dale leaned forward and pushed the door open. Timmy was looking down at his hind paws as he entered the room, but slowly he began to look up, and what he saw surprised him.

Inside the first level of the building was a vibrant, orange and brown coloured cafe. A room made up with fifty style booths, a large bench and what Timmy could only think to be a kitchen in the very back of the room. The atmosphere of the cafe, as all the happy furs ate and drank was uplifting. Timmy even smiled, until he felt the gaze of every single fur inside on him.

The room went silent for a moment, but then things began to pick up again as Timmy and his parents began to walk through the little walk way. Timmy's eyes began to dart around the room, mostly being met with the large, beefy furs who (surprisingly) were all sitting at one large table.

There torso's covered in a red and blue varsity jacket but still , there large muscles were still visible. Each member looked liked they were one muscle tense away from having their shirts and jackets ripped apart. Timmy gave a gulp as he expected the usual snigger and pointing at. He just sighed as he continued to walk, his eyes darting to and from each member.

Each of which, (to Timmy's great surprise) were not sniggering, were not pointing or even smirking. They were... they were smiling at him. Genuinely smiling. No matter who he turned his head to, he was met with a friendly and happy smile.

Timmy didn't know what to do. He didn't want to seem rude, and possibly anger them, so he gave a cautious and nervous smile towards each eye he met. Each one gleaming back, but as the nervous tigers eyes hit a pair of bright Emerald green eyes. His gaze stuck.

The pair of eyes were attached to another tiger whose fur was as white as snow capped mountains, and stripes as Blue as a winters night after a fresh snow. The small feline nearly walked right into the elevator as he kept his gaze with the larger being, whose warm smile caused his tummy to relax completely.

He didn't understand, nor did the feline care. The Tiger his Violet eyes just fell upon was gorgeous. He seemed to be chiselled from a marble slab, his muscled were that perked. He wasn't the strongest animal sitting at the table which confused Timmy on why he was so special. Timmy guessed he would figure that out soon enough.

Timmy padded into the Elevator just as his mother pressed a button on the side panel, right next to the closing doors. Timmy had a quick look at the panel, reading up on where he had to go.

Level one: Cafe Level two: Administration and teacher office Level three: Principal Denbell

(appointment needed)

He checked his pocket as he read, smiling as he had remembered his class sheet. He usually wasn't forgetful, but he thoguht that maybe being so nervous today could be the day he starts. The door opened, and the slightly trembling tiger gave a short breath before he walked out with his Mum and Dad behind him.

The administration office looked more like a staffroom then an office space. It was a large room with a lot of desks all with stacks of paper laid across them. Some had little objects on them like snow globes, plants, one even had a Japanese good luck cat but all of them had a framed picture somewhere on their desk and Timmy found that a rather nice and touching.

"Can I help you?" a light male voice said coming from the right of Timmy and his parents. The voice had came from a smiling fox, sitting up straight and poised as he greeted his guessed. He wore a slim purple and lime green button up shirt. But what got most of Timmy's attentions was his head fur.

The fox had a streak of every colour of the rainbow going from right to left. He had grown it out to style it in a straightened flow that slid just off to the left of his left eye that shone with liquid caramel. Timmy couldn't help but smile.

"Yes," Dale spoke, "We are here to see the principle about my son starting here?"

"Oh!" The fox said with excitement, "You must be Timmy!" The fox guessed as he stood to hold out a paw. Timmy was shocked at how good of a guess it was. He smiled and nodded taking the Foxes paw into his and giving him a firm paw shake.

"Yes, that's me." Timmy answered, "which makes you Stewart?"

"Yes it dose. And you must be Jenny," The fox said shaking her paw then moving to Dale, "And Dale."

"That is some Memory you have on you." Dale chuckled,

"Well We don't get as many students as other schools?" The fox said with a friendly tone.

"Why?" Jenny asked with a slight curiousness. "The grounds here are beautiful!"

"We just accept a very few students. Prestigious and all." Stewart explained, but something about how Stewart tone told Timmy he was lying. "Well Mister Dunbell is waiting for you, if you would like to head up now?"

"We will, thank you." Jenny said as they headed back over to the elevator. As the door opened, Timmy turned his head to give Stewart a thankful and friendly smiled. The Fox smiled back but added a small wink to which Timmy found curious. He didn't think to much into it as he had to get into the elevator, but he thought it was just a tad out of place.

As Timmy rode the elevator up to his hopefully new principles office. His stomach began to bubble yet again as he watched the number on the elevator change from two to three. He knew that one little thing could end this entire ordeal and he would be stuck in the hole they laughably called a school. Timmy kept a brave face as the doors opened, but upon exiting the elevator, Timmy's face went to amazement as he took in the beautiful office he stood in.

The carpet was soft and a lust red colour while the walls were painted in a soft pink. The room had large book shelves over to the right back of the room that were bursting with books. There were paintings, sculptures, pictures and even macaques covering the walls, but the real kicker was the Koi pond that sat to the left as you came out of the elevator.

"Welcome!" came a deep but welcoming voice making the Parker family turn to look at who was speaking to them. They looked towards the right side of the room to see a smiling, slim and tall panda. His black and white fur seemed to be combed neatly, his teeth a nice pearly white, and his mahogany desk (at which he sat behind) didn't have a piece of paper out of order.

The Panda rose from his chair and made his way over to the family of Felines, reaching his paw out to Dale as he got up close

"Hi, I am Mr. Denbell, you must be Dale!" He said taking Dales paw who smiled and nodded. "Jenny," Mr. Denbell said taking the tigress's paw and shaking it before turning his attention to the smallest of the group.

"And this must be the Tiger I have heard so much about."

"That be me!" Timmy replied smiling as the two shook paws.

"Come, sit!" Mr. Denbell said gesturing to three empty chairs in front of his desk. The three felines padded over and took their seats. Dale and Jenny on the outside while Timmy was squished in between his parents. Mr. Denbell sat down behind his desk, leaned down and opened his draw to pull out a file. He opened the file up and smiled as he read through it. "So." Mr, Denbell said placing his file next to him and smiling at the family in front of him. "How did you like the campus?"

"Oh it was beautiful!" Jenny said smiling, "Your entire land is just gorgeous!"

"Well thank you very much!" Mr. Denbell chuckled

"Perfect oval for your football team eh?" Dale chuckled and Mr. Denbell smiled.

"Our football team is the number one in high school league." Mr. Denbell said and Dale stopped laughing.

"Wait," he stopped moving forward' "This is the home ground for the GB Lions?" Dale asked, the excitement in his voice growing.

"Well turn GB Lions into initials and you get G-B-L!" the Panda laughed smiling.

"I didn't know you followed high school football." Timmy said looking up at his father.

"Timmy, Your brother is the quarterback of the Kurthria Kats! Of course I follow it!" Dale said with a chuckle

"Oh really?" Mr. Denbell asked, "That extremely talented tiger is your son?"

"Yes he is!" Dale said smiling, beaming with such pleasure which made Timmy look down at his lap. Dale never beamed like that when people asked him that question about him. Timmy sighed not really wanting to pay attention until he was nudged.

"Hmm?" Timmy said looking up.

"You must be very proud of your brother," Mr. Denbell repeated and Timmy smiled a little and nodded. He was very proud of his brother, it was just that his own father favoured him was what Timmy didn't like. "Would it be ok if I got to know Timmy a bit better? Alone?" Mr. Denbell asked. Jenny and Dale looked over at each other for a moment before Dale nodded.

"Yes that would be fine!" Jenny said standing.

"Why not go to the cafe and get a coffee?" The panda suggested while the two hoped into the Elevator and nodded, "I shall send Timmy down when we are done!" Mr. Denbell said before sitting back down and smiling over at Timmy. "So Timmy, did you bring your class list?" he asked

"Umm y-yes." the little tiger said pulling his pink sheet of paper out of his pocket then pawing it over to the panda sitting in front of him. The Pandas attention was on that piece of paper until the moment the elevator were shut. When they were alone, he put the piece of paper down and sighed before giving a slight chuckle.

"I thought they would never leave!" he said with his voice sounding different. It was more feminine and it confused Timmy. A lot. "So Timmy tell me a bit more about yourself!" Mr. Denbell said interlocking his fingers together, then resting his head upon it smiling.

"U-Umm," Timmy stuttered thinking making the panda chuckle again.

"Here let me ask you questions then!" he said leaning into his chair smiling. "just say the first thing that pops into your head." Timmy nodded "What's your favourite subject?" he asked smiling

"A-Art," Timmy replied instantly as his eyes were off in the corner of the room as he had to think quick.

"What's your favourite food?"

"Roast pork."

"Favourite song?"

"Our song by Kate Miller-Heidke."

"Are you gay?"

"ye..." Timmy began, only to stop himself to rethink his answer. "N-No." he said with his tone drowning down to embarrassed.

The Pandas lips went into an upturn smiled as he reached forward to turn a Photo Frame around so Timmy could see. Timmy's eyes went wide for a moment as he saw a picture of the Panda holding the fox downstairs tightly. They were both in a tux, while rose petals were falling around them.

"Timmy," Mr. Denbell chuckled, "Meet my husband!"

"Your what?" Timmy asked, wondering if he had actually heard that right.

"Timmy, what do you think G-B-L stands for?" the panda asked getting up, moving around to take a seat at the front of his desk. Timmy looked up at the Panda with a confused and worried look on his face.

"I-I don't know." Timmy replied

"Gay, Bi and lesbian." the panda giggled, "Sweetie, this is a gay school. We only allow homosexuals or bisexuals in to make this a safe environment for them. You can be who you are in this school with out worry of being made fun of." Mr. Denbell said smiling making Timmy push his eye brows down and look down at his paws.

He wasn't sure on whether this was some sort of trick, or if this was the truth. With all that had happened his in his past school. He grew trust issues. He sighed and was about to look up at the Panda and explain that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. That they should play this trick on somebody else. Cause that's what it was wasn't it?

Just a way to draw faggots in and make then feel good about themselves for a bit until they are brought down. No, Timmy didn't need that. He didn't need to be made fun of further. He wouldn't have it, and he wouldn't let Dylan give him any more crap either. Timmy stood and looked at the Panda right in the eyes before taking a deep breath.

"Mr. Denbell, thank you for your time but..." Timmy began before getting interrupted with the elevator doors opening and a very happy and gitty Stewart skipped out.

"I got you your lunch sweetie!" came his singing voice as he skipped over to his Panda.

"You are just to amazing!" Mr. Denbell said standing, opening his arms to let his fox jump into them. He grabbed his lover by the waist and leaned into give his lips a lustful and loving kiss right on his awaiting maw.

Timmy's first reaction was one of shock, then it was one of guilt, then it slowly but surely grew into one of happiness. Timmy knew that somebody wouldn't go as far as making out with another male for a stupid prank. So this was either one good actor or Timmy was going to be very happy here.

The fox soon giggled and leaned away from his lover, only to have him begin nibbling on his neck

"Hey," the fox giggled leaning back and looking into Mr. Denbells eyes. "You have a student!"

"Oh," Timmy said smiling, "I don't mind." Timmy said with confidence.

"You were saying something just before though Timmy." Mr. Denbell said as he held his fox close. Both of them were smiling. Timmy smiled back the two as he then began to re explain himself.

"I was just going to say, that I think I am going to be very happy here."

"Well then," the panda said walking over to hold his paw out to Timmy, who stood and took the paw into his, "Welcome to GBL high Hun!"

Timmy and Mr. Dunbell (or Jerry as Timmy was soon asked to call him), soon sat down at the desk and had a long conversation about classes, boundaries, stationary and special dates, he even got a few pieces of paper with a map, stationary and dates written on them. Timmy was grateful as his memory was horrible. Afterwards, Jerry thanked Timmy just before he walked to the elevator and went down to the cafe.

"How was it?" Jenny asked smiling as Timmy walked up and sat with them.

"I think I am going to be happy here." Timmy said smiling.

The three tigers soon left the school and went to the closest stationary warehouse. to the shopping centre and began shopping for what Timmy needed. It was pretty basic. A few writing books, a pencil case to hold the two hundred pencil pack he needed for art, the lead pencils and the blue, black and red pens for writing in General. A binder folder to hold the sheets he was going to receive and then just scissors and glue.

When the shopping was over, Timmy got home, got changed out of his clothes and began to get ready for work. He put his black uniform with white writing saying. Kurthria Cinema. He padded back upstairs, got a quick snack to nibble on, then Jenny drove him to the large building and dropped him off. Timmy sighed as he stood outside the large building and stared up at the big neon sign.

He didn't hate working at the cinema, but he didn't exactly enjoy it either. He usually ended up being called a fag by at least one person during the time he worked. It was usually by a jock at his school who was on a date with some bimbo he picked up. Timmy sighed once more before he walked up the red carpet and to the booth.

"Well look who decided to show up!" came a cheery, rough voice. Timmy smiled a little as his boss opened the flap at the side of the booth to let him in.

"Hey Tony." Timmy said as cheerfully as he could. He walked in and gave his boss a knuckle bump as soon as the large black bull put his fist out to him.

Tony was the only reason why Timmy hadn't quit yet. He was a nice, smart, and good looking (not to mention gay) guy. Tony had never once shown Timmy any act of unkindness for as long as he worked here. In fact, Tony had thrown a few people out because they had been quite rude to Timmy. Timmy loved him like a best friend and wouldn't do anything stupid that would end up with Tony in trouble.

Timmy smiled as he took his station next to Tony at the register. He stood there leaning on his right arm and sighed as he signed into the cash register.

"How did the interview for the new school go buddy?" Tony asked giving the smaller animals back a soft and caring pat. Timmy looked over with a very happy smile.

"Actually, it was awesome!" Timmy giggled, "it's actually a school just for Gays, Bi's and lesbians!"

"Really?" Tony asked a smile on his maw, "I didn't even know a school like that existed!"

"Yeah, neither did I." Timmy said and Tony chuckled.

"Well, I hope it works out for you." Tony said and Timmy smiled over at the bull about to thank him when a group of teens walked in. Luckily Timmy didn't know them. The group stood there looking up at the electronic movie board above the booth Timmy worked at. He only got to see one room of the theatre. It had a long red carpet on a black and white tiled floor, at the end of the carpet, it had the booth Tony and Timmy worked at cut into the wall with a tallish bench in front of them.

Soon a tall, otter with sandy blond hair walked up to the bench with his arm around a small lioness, with nice green eyes, a green dangly shirt and a mini skirt (that was a few sizes to small for her).

"Welcome to Kurthria cinema, what movie would you like to see?" Timmy asked with a forced happy tone.

"Yeah hi," came the sarcastic male voice, "Could I get seven tickets to the paranormal?" he asked and Timmy nodded tapping the movie on his screen, writing seven into the ticket number, then pressing enter as it came up with the price.

"That will be forty nine dollars thank you." Timmy said taking the fifty dollar note the otter held out. Timmy pressed the 50 button on the screen making the cash holder spring open. Timmy slipped the yellow note into the correct slot, then took out a one dollar coin. Timmy pressed the print button and waited till seven cardboard, rectangular tickets slid out of the machine. Timmy ripped the roll free then handed the roll of tickets and the change over. "Have a nice time." he said and the the group when through the sliding doors to get the snacks.

"What a slut he had!" Tony chuckled as the door shut and Timmy laughed nodding.

"Ye..." He said about to agree, but a new group of furs walked in and the first person who walked in, he recognised. His white fur gleaming in the light while his blue fur glowed slightly. It was the white and blue tiger from the cafe. Only this time, he wasn't wearing his football jersey. He wore a tight light grey shirt and a daggy pair of black jeans. He looked up at Timmy and then his green eyes squinted in a thought for a moment before he smiled as he walked forward up to Timmy.

"Hi. Welcome to Kurthria cinema, what movie would you like to see?" Timmy asked him and the tiger smiled.

"Hey there, could I please get a ticket to the cruise?" he asked, Timmy smiled.

"Yeah sure," Timmy said going through the process, "You're here to see a movie by your self?" Timmy asked as he took the seven dollars from the larger tiger, his cheeks a light red.

"No. The group just didn't want to annoy you guys with a large amount of change is all," the tiger chuckled making Timmy giggle and smile up at the tiger.

"Oh it's our job to deal with large amounts of change!" Timmy giggled making the tiger laugh.

"Yeah, Hey um, were you the new kid in the cafe this morning?" he asked and Timmy nodded.

"Y-Yeah," Timmy said handing the ticket over to the large feline.

"Oh, so how did you like the campus?" he asked, smile smile just like it was in the cafe. Genuine and kind.

"It was really nice and it was really awesome to hear its a gay only school!" Timmy replied seeing a lot of heads move as he looked over towards the other group of furs. The tiger chuckled and smiled.

"Yeah?" he asked and Timmy nodded. The tiger then chuckled as he rested down on one arm and smiled. "So, does a cutie like you have a name?" he asked. Timmy's cheeks only got redder as he heard that. He had never been hit on once in his life, and boy did he find it hard. He didn't know weather or not to call the tiger a hottie or if he should just answer the question. Timmy smiled and gave a nervous giggle as he looked down at his screen.

"I-It's Timmy." Timmy said still blushing with a stupid smile on his maw.

"Heh, well Timmy, I'm Ryan." the Tiger said smiling at the smaller one. Timmy smiled back with as much enthusiasm as he could. He did find this Tiger attractive, he just had no idea what to do.

"Ryan, are you done over there?" came a strong voice from behind the Tiger, "Some of us want to by tickets!" Ryan chuckled and turned around.

"Well if you want to get tickets, you can get them from this nice gentlemen!" Ryan said gesturing to Tony who just chuckled.

"Yeah, but we want to get them from that hot piece of tail you're talking to!" a strong bovine had said making Timmy blush and look back down at his register.

"Aww!"

"Look at him!"

"Ryan, he's adorable! Hurry up!" came a few replies making Timmy giggle and look up at the tiger.

"Well I had better let them have there turn, or I will never hear the end of it!" Ryan said making Timmy smile giggling. "I guess I will see at school tomorrow?"

"Y-Yeah." Timmy said smiling then blushing more as the Tiger winked and walked away to the side of the room. Timmy then turned to his next customer, the only bovine of the group. His brown fur looked nice and groomed, while his horns were sharpened and kept shortened. He smiled happily as he walked up to the counter, greeting Timmy with pleasantries.

"So you're new to the school?" he asked. Timmy smiled giving a little nod, "Well I know you're going to enjoy it, I'm John!" The bull said holding his fingered hoof out. Timmy smiled and took it. "So your name is Timmy?" he asked.

"Yeah." Timmy replied to the smirking buff bovine.

"Cute name." The bovine said smoothly, making Timmy blush and giggle.

The rest of the tickets sold to the team, all ended up with Timmy getting a number, a complement and a wink. The only down side was that the Tiger hadn't given him his number. Tony didn't waste time on complementing Timmy on how 'smooth' he was after they all went in.

"Oh shut up Tony!" Timmy laughed giving his boss a friendly punch. Tony chuckled then gave his co-worker a tight bear hug leaving Timmy crushed and close to hyperventilating. Timmy laughed as he stood back to his register to only dive under the bench in front of him after seeing who walked in the doors.

"The Doberman?" Tony asked as a large, Beefy dog walked through the room.

"Dylan Stilf, he has made my schooling life a pain in my ass!" Timmy replied "and not in a good way.". Tony was about to tell the Doberman to get out, but a small smile grew onto his maw.

"Hi, welcome to Kurthria Cinema, what movie would you like to see?" Tony asked

"Could I get one to horror nights?" Dylan asked as he pulled out his wallet out. Tony nodded and began tapping away at the screen until it had a ticket printed. Tony took the Dobermans money the gave him his ticket.

"Enjoy the movie hot stuff!" Tony said winking.

"Erm.. Th-Thanks," Dylan said walking off then when it was safe, Tony gestured to his hiding friend it was safe. Timmy stood up at his cash register exhaling a little thankful he wasn't seen.

"He ain't seeing Horror nights," Tony chuckled, making Timmy tilt his head and look over.

"What is he seeing?" Timmy asked.

"The Justin Beaver movie," Tony said making Timmy laugh quite happily.

"God I love you Tony!" Timmy laughed smiling over at his friend. Tony smiled back then rose his closed fist up for Timmy to fist bump.

For the next two hours, nothing really happened. Timmy sold a few tickets, talked to Tony, laughed as Dylan came back and complained about being subjected to such faggotry, then got kicked out. But when a familiar group of animals walked out, Timmy smiled.

"See you tomorrow Timmy!"

"Bye Timmy!"

"See ya hot stuff!"

Were just a few things said to Timmy, but he smiled as the larger Tiger walked up and smiled.

"You got a piece of paper?" he asked and Timmy nodded getting a strip of unused ticket paper, ripped a piece off and gave it to Ryan who chuckled. "I'm also going to need a pen."

"Ha-Ha, come prepared!" Timmy said sternly but jokingly resulting in the Bengal tiger laughing. Timmy got a black gel pen from next to his register and gave it to the Tiger. Ryan smiled and took it and began to write down his digits. Timmy smiled as he received the pen and paper back from the much larger Tiger.

"See you at school," Ryan said winking as he walked away.

"Bye!" Timmy replied letting out a bit of a fan girl squeal as they left.

"You are such a fag mister!" Tony laughed getting a hard punch from the little tiger.

"I'm leaving now," Timmy laughed as he walked over to the exit of the bench.

"Ok mister, sleep up and have fun getting molested by jocks!" Tony laughed as he fist bumped Timmy goodbye.

"Oh I will Tony! See ya!" Timmy laughed as he walked out and looked around seeing his parents still haven't gotten there. He sighed as he walked over to the side of the building, and lent against it as he pulled out Ryan's number and smiled.

Ryan 0482 735 183

Timmy giggled and then sighed as he rested against the wall. He was quite excited about starting GBL tomorrow. The males he had just met (and got numbers from) all seemed so nice. Timmy gave a short sigh though. He was hoping that everything that had happened wasn't some cruel joke to make the victim all happy about coming to the school then beating them as a 'welcoming' gift.

Timmy sighed as he sunk into the wall.

'That's all they want Timmy.' he thought to himself, 'They just want you to be smiling happily tomorrow so they can wipe it off your ugly face'

Timmy sighed pulling his hind paws into his chest and was about to cry into his forearm but a car horn brought reality back to him. Timmy stood up and padded over to the red BMW then got into the front seat smiling at his orange and black tiger dad.

"Hey my boy!" Dale said, his green eyes squinting as he smiled.

"Hey dad." Timmy responded, a little smile growing on his lips.

"How was work?" Dale asked as he began to pull out of the park and into traffic.

"Yeah, normal," Timmy said before giggling, "Oh except Tony toyed with one of the ass holes who made my life hell."

"Oh did he now?" he asked, "What did he do?"

"Instead of giving him a ticket for Horror nights, Tony gave him a ticket to see the Justin beaver movie!" Timmy giggled making his father laugh happily.

"God Tony's an ass!" Dale joked laughing. Timmy smiled and nodded and looked out his window giving a slight sigh as he came to terms with his knew found epiphany. He was looking forward to his new school a lot less now. The thought of being toyed with may not have been new to him, but it hurt none the less. He didn't want to be beaten up any more, he just wanted to be liked. Not popular, just liked. Was it really to much to ask?

When Timmy got home, he heated up his dinner of steak, mash potato and a few vegetables, took it out of the microwave and went down to his room to eat while on the couch, watching the TV in his little corner of his room.

He sat on his large three seater black couch that had a reasonable size flat screen in front of him, accompanied by an X-Box 360 sitting next to it. It was a great set up to Timmy's point of view. The TV was perfect size and the couch sat a perfect length away. It was a good way to relax after work or school.

Timmy soon had his dinner half eaten while he was watching some dribble soap opera on TV. He gave a sigh as he put his plate down next to him, not really feeling like eating. He just sat back and watched the crud that was playing. He was about to turn the TV off and go to bed out of boredom, but he heard a creaking noise emitting from the stairs. Timmy turned his head and smiled waiting for the knock at the door.

When the knock did come, he just giggled and shouted

"Yeah!?" and the door opened to show his smiling brother. "Oh, hey Sean."

"Hey bro!" the tiger said as he padded over to join his brother on the couch. When Sean had his tail on the couch, he turned to his brother and smiled. "How was the interview?" he asked and Timmy turned his head towards his door to check that the door was closed

"It was actually really good!" Timmy said smiling, "It's a prestigious school that only lets a certain minority in." Timmy said.

"What gay tigers?" Seam laughed as he thought he had made a joke but the look on Timmy's face said other wise. "Wait WHAT!?" Sean asked yelling a little.

"G-B-L stands for Gay Bi and Lesbian." Timmy explained smiling, but the little smile he had was giving Sean the feeling that he wasn't all that excited.

"Oh cool, you must be excited!" Sean said to test if this feeling was just him or if his brotherly instincts were actually working.

"Yeah." Timmy said looking down at his lap, his ears going down a little as tired to look like he was focused on his fur. Sean gave a small sigh and gave his brother a comforting hug. Timmy just sighed in defeat and hugged his brother back.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm just worried that the football team is being nice to me, just to make me excited so they can beat me when I least expect it." Timmy explained feeling rather pathetic as he said it. He knew it was stupid, but he just couldn't help feel like there was some kind of ulterior motives to the supposed most popular furs in school.

"Bro I understand you have trust issues, but I promise you!" Sean said looking right into his brothers worrying eyes. "They aren't going to hurt you! I know I'm stereotyping here but gays are supposed to be really nice! I know they are just genuinely being nice!" Sean said. Timmy nodded then have a soft sigh as he began to dig into his pockets. "What are you doing?"

Timmy answered his brothers question by dumping the fourteen numbers on the couch I between them.

"I got the entire football teams phone numbers." Timmy explained. Sean looked at all the numbers that lay on the couch. He stared at them for no more then a moment before looked up at his brother with a raised eye brow and a smirk on his lips

"What's that look for?" Timmy asked

"Because you are worried that they were trying to hurt you when they are so into you." Sean replied making Timmy blush a little.

"H-How do you know?" Timmy asked,

"Dude," Sean said picking the numbers up from the couch. "They gave you their numbers. What else do you want?" he asked,

He found it a bit difficult to believe, but his brother knew more about this stuff then he did so, he would only nod and smile.

"I am so glad I have you as a brother Sean." Timmy said smiling. Sean only replied with a small hug, then stayed sitting with his brother enjoying their time together as brothers, and best friends.