Your name is john Egbert and today is my first day of high school.

After being homeschooled all of his life, high school is a huge shock. As he walk down the halls he watch kids being pushed around and girls gossiping about who was the hottest guy at school. Man, you thought that only happened in movies.

You finally find your locker. Locker 413. It's dingy and dirty with gum plastered on the inside walls. Ick, this is disgusting. You push your books in the locker and slam it shut. Your beanie was getting a little crooked so you pulled it down on your head and pushed in some loose hair. Oh yeah, that's another thing you forgot to mention. You've had cat ears and a tail since I was five years old.

It's a really long story to how it happened and all so you'll just wait to explain that later. Your ears were tucked in under your beanie and your tail was shoved down your pants. It really sucks when you get excited because your tail gets all squirmy.

You sigh and head on to your first block. Math.

Your name is Dave Strider and you hate school with a passion.

You just moved to Washington from Texas and nothing is that different. People are still jerks, teachers that boring, still the same. You slink to your locker and shove your books into your locker. Ugh, today is going to be so boring, you haven't even seen anyone at this school that could be cool enough to be your friend. You guess that no one could ever live up to your standards of cool, but no one is even close.

Your first block is math, geometry. You sigh because you've already learned all you need to know from bro. Everything is just so easy and it irks you so much when people just don't understand. Are they just that stupid that they don't understand anything?

You adjust your shades and put on your signature poker face before walking into the classroom full of more boring people. But hey, there was one dorky looking kid that was sitting by himself at a table, so you decide to sit next to him. Once you sit down, you check your cap and make sure your ears are tucked in so that the kid doesn't catch a glimpse of them.

These mouse ears suck like hell, they're so hard to hide. At least your spindly tail doesn't take up much room in your pants, so you can still rock those skinny jeans.

You glance at the kid next to you, he looked like he was about to wet his pants, poor kid.

He looked over to see you staring, at which he quickly turns back to look to the front as if he hadn't seen you. You continue to stare at him and take in the details. He's probably the most interesting person you've seen today so you guess he might make an okay friend.

He's kind of cute you guess, his hair kind of flipped up when it came out from under his hat. His glasses were a little crooked and you wanted so bad just to reach over and fix them. He was slightly taller than you but only by a couple of inches. You tilt your head to see his eyes they were the deepest blue you've ever seen in someone's eyes. You almost take off your rockin' shades just to see if you were looking at them right but you decide against it. Striders can't take off their shades, it's uncool.

You lean back in your chair after a minute and pull the bill of your cap over your eyes and drift off to sleep.

Wow wow wow, the boy that just sat next to you is really hot.

Crap, he won't stop looking at you so that means you can't look at him yet. After a while of waiting, you turn to look at him and he's asleep. Wow he looks so cute when he's asleep. His blonde hair swept over his shaded eyes and freckles spotted his nose and cheeks. You think he's a tad shorter than you but you can't tell, with him being slumped in his chair. The cap he was wearing looked a little too big for him, but it suited him well.

Your eyes cover his whole body until you remember you should be taking notes right now. Boy do you hate geometry.

~time lapse~

History was just as boring as geometry. Everyone in there was ditzy and a jerk. The bell for lunch finally rang, such relief.

You stand up after everyone else left the room and walked with your hands in your pocket after the crowd. What happened next, you didn't expect at all. As you were walking down the hall you were suddenly hit to the ground, sending your cap straight across the floor. You stare at your cap for a minute and then you look up at the apologizing figure above you.

"I am so sorry! That was a total accident, I didn't mean to run into you I'm so sorry!"

The black haired kid.

You flatten you ears against your head as the spectacled kid goes to retrieve your hat. He returns and apologizes again, handing you your cap. Sadly, your gray ears don't blend well with your almost bleach blond hair. You're scared out of your mind as the kid gaped down at you.

Crap, how are you supposed to explain this to him?