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Kami," my sister whispered furtively. We were in English, and our teacher, Ms. Hare was a nightmare to whisperers, but a death sentence to note passers. So we whispered. "Is everything alright?" She continued, after a pause to check for Hare's stink eye. That's when I realized: the vixen was worried. I should have realized that through her tone and such, but I didn't. Now, I'm sorry if my "emotional radar," my feel-dar if you will, is a bit...Wonky. I will freely admit that I am autistic, and I don't want any odd looks. I have Asperger's syndrome. Go ahead. Laugh. I know that it sounds hilarious. I like to think that it makes me a better person, more laid back, more focused... more of an outcast. A lone wolf, and yes. I went there.Who would want to run with a pack full of assholes, anyways. I'm always getting bullied, but a few events have stood out to me over the years. Before i first learned I was adopted, back when I was about five, fifth graders teased me. Ever since then, I was always the Wolf-That-Thinks-He's-A-Fox. One smartass sixth grade human basically ruined my innocence when I was nine by telling me that he starred in a porn movie with my mother while my grandma held the camera. I was fought and lost to, fought and won against, and always over my feral origins during middle school. And the thing that annoyed every bully the most is that afterwards I would apologize and crack a few jokes. That alone ensured that I was a target. I might as well have a sign on my back saying WEAK in big, bold, neon green letters. I thought it might be good to get a fresh start at a charter school, and my family agreed. That's how I ended up in Forrest Charter. My adopted sister already went. My best friend Doug, an impala, was in my homeroom. Ryu, too. As brother and sister relationships go, we have among the best. That means I know two people, and both are amazing people. I just hoped that the year went by smoothly.

Of course, my luck didn't hold. Me and my sister always sat together at lunch. I was introduced as her brother. Of course everyone blew it way out of proportion to the point where she didn't want to be seen near me. "You sure he ain't yo bf?" Ryu would be asked. "'Cause people be sayin' you two're bangin' together." "I'm sure," Ryu would reply patiently. After the first six months, it turned into "No, you fucking SNOUT! Keep out of it!" Somehow everyone knew that 'snout' when used by my sister was the worst possible insult. In fact, she did take it from human slang from before Anthro Integration. Anthros were always called "Snouts" and "Tails," supposedly to make us feel inferior. Heh. That didn't work. Anyways, my luck didn't hold. I think I said that. Not only did dealing with words like "incest" and "boyfriend" become part of our daily routine but so did my new best friend, another wolf named Winters.

"Kami, look at what I drew," Winters said. Her full name was Heather Winters, but she didn't like her first name. This was right after I reassured my sister that yeah, I may be zoned out, but I'm fine. Heather had drawn me and her, arm in arm and smiling mischievously. I tucked it into the plastic in front of my binder as Doug whispered, "I ship it so much." Me and Heather glared at him good-naturedly as Ms. Hare cleared her throat. "I assume that what your saying can be said to the entire class, Mr. Pringle?"

Doug stood up and cleared his throat. "Yes, I said that I ship Kinters."

Ms. H assumed that he was talking gibberish, even though the class laughed. And lucky, too. If she understood, Doug probably would have been suspended. Anyways, she sat him down and continued speaking. We continued whispering. "So. Why were you zoned out?" my sister asked again. I'm not sure if it was 'again' but I was pretty sure that the impatient tone and body language hinged at exasperation.

"Adhd", I answered automatically. "maybe a little autism, too. Who knows? My mind works in strange ways that even I don't know about." This was a running joke. Whenever I did something I couldn't explain, I used one or both of my mental disorders as an excuse. Being the biggest nerd in school, I often ended the excuse with 'even I don't know about' to emphasize that I'm humble and don't know everything. It may not seem like it to others, though. I can't really tell. Autism sucks. "Yeah. You would know, would you? Psychology is your strongest suit, isn't it," my sister sniped.

"Even with limited understanding of times, I'm very fluent in sarcasm," was my reply. "Next time you want to make me look like an idiot, do it more subtlety."

Winters, trying to break the tension, cleared her throat. She pointed at the teacher, who was glowering in our direction. We stopped talking and finished our English assignments, but by the next period, the second in a block, we were whispering again.

"So, what are you doing after school, Pringle? Up for a little cannibalism," I asked, lulling on his horn jokingly.

"Hey, stop! Let go," he said, grinning. "Sure, why not? Are you bringing my family, or should I?" This is a tradition of ours. Every Friday, we get together and eat Pringles while watching a movie. We were in the middle of a star wars marathon, so this time it was Star Wars: Attack of the Clones. Anyways, as we continued on to eighth period, the last of the day, everything went wrong.

Actually, I'm sorry. I'm not up for this. I'll tell you about what happened next another time.

-Fins-

Kami, you're not doing it right!"

How do you propose I do it then, Ryu?

Just say The End

But you just did!

Smartass~