Travis sighed and leaned over in his desk, his narrow muzzle touching it's cold, hard surface. His Trigonometry teacher, Mrs.Whiteman, continued to drone on and on about the Pythagoreum Thereom, not noticing how one of her students had just slipped a piece of paper into a black and red messenger bag. Travis closed his eyes, and started to think. All his life, he had never fit in, he was always an outsider, looking through the world as if behind a thick pane of glass. As far as he knew, he was the only Anthropomorphic Fox in his whole school, sure, there were other Anthros scattered about the school, it was common in this day in age, but he never really felt a connection with any of them. Well, except one, his best friend Hoan. Hoan was a Anthro, like Travis himself, but he was an Anthro Wolf. Despite their cultural differences, Travis and Hoan had remained good friends from Kindergarden, all the way up to their Jr. year in High School. Mrs Whiteman stopped in front of Travis's desk, her dull, blue eyes looking at him in revulsion. " What do you think you are doing? " She asked in her monotone voice. Travis jerked awake from his drowsing, and looked up at the teacher, his straightened hair falling down over his glasses. " Um..nothing..Mrs.Whitefield " He smiled his most sarchastic smile, and opened his workbook. " Just thinking about how nice you are to me. " The woman scowled and turned away from Travis, walking silently back to her desk. " I expect your homework to be done tommorrow, Fox, or you wil get detention. " Travis groaned and stood up as the bell rang, picking up his messenger bag. He silently walked out of the class, the others following suite, as they all began their walk to their various second periods. Travis walked with his hood up over his head, covering up his pointy ears and most of his dyed, black hair. His bangs escaped out of the hood though, drooping down the sides of his face and muzzle. Today he was wearing his usual black jeans, along with his Atreyu logo hoodie. His long, bushy tail swayed behind him as he made his way toward Mr.Oldwater's class. He walked through the halls quickly, he didn't want to get jumped by the local rednecks again. Walking briskly and looking behind him, he had no time to notice as he walked right into someone. He was knocked backwards and fell to the ground as his books flew around him in various directions. The lockers broke his fall, and when he recovered, he stood up. Travis looked around and spotted the person he had ran into. It was a girl! Travis calmly walked over to her and offered a paw. " Sorry about that, I guess I'm just a clutz " The girl took his paw and Travis pulled her to her feet, brushing her off with his free paw. " You alright? " Travis asked, hoping she wasn't injured. " Oh..I'm..I'm fine " The voice was like honey poured over ice, smooth and without flaw.  Taking a closer look, he examined the girl. At first sight, she had looked like a human, but now, he could plainly see that she was an Anthro Fox. She had bright, green eyes, that mirrored Travis's own, and bright orange and white fur, contradicting his own red and white fur. Her long, straight, red hair covered her shoulders, seeming to glint in the sunlight emitting itself from the windows. Realizing that he was staring, Travis looked away and picked up her books. " So..you must be new, right? " The girl smiled. " Yeah, I just transferred in from New York " Travis smiled and pushed his glasses up his nose. " New York huh? I've been there, its a nice place. " Travis stacked her books inside of her backpack, which was laying on the ground a few feet away, and handed it to her. She took it thankfully, and put it around her shoulders. " It's pretty heavy.." Travis said jokefully, " What are you taking? " The girl Fox blinked and smiled slightly. " Too much, I'm taking too much.. " Travis chuckled and retrieved his messenger bag off the floor, throwing it over his shoulder. " Well, what's your next class? Or is that too much to? " The girl laughed and brushed her bangs out of her face. " Art and Sketching 101, and you? " Travis smiled and shifted his messenger bag from his left shoulder to his right. " I'm taking the same class, here, I'll walk you there " Travis looked over at her and started walking toward the south end of the school, her following his path. Travis slowed down and let her catch up, now walking beside her. " So, I never caught your name..." The girl grinned at this licked her lips. " Kit, my name is Kit " Travis laughed and adjusted his glasses. " Short for Kitsune, right? By the way, I'm Travis. " Kit smiled and shook his paw, " Nice to meet you Travis, now please...WE'RE ABOUT TO BE LATE. " Travis flipped open his cell phone and looked at the time. " 9:26, we better hurry. " Travis grabbed Kit's paw and started to run, sprinting toward the open door on the far left side of the school. The bell rang just as they crossed the door line, the old dog at his desk clucking his tounge impatiently. " Late again, Mr. Skein, but aah, I see you brought a visitor. " Mr.Oldwater stood up and grabbed his cane, limping over to the two newcomers. " And who might you be? " He asked, addressing Kit. She smiled and held out a piece of paper to him. " I'm Kit, sir, I transferred from Lake Air High yesterday. " Mr.Oldwater took the piece of paper and examined it through his moon-shaped spectacles. " So it seems, so please, both of you, take your seats while I send this to the administration. " Mr. Oldwater limped back toward his desk as Travis walked to the back of the class, Kit following suite. Hoan was there, waving his arms back over his head, a Demon Hunter logo etched into the front of his red hoodie. As Travis sat down in the desk next to Hoan, Kit sat in front of him, her tail waving slightly. Hoan whispered quietly to Travis, making sure none could hear them. " Dude, who's the broad? " Travis glared at Hoan, making him shut his muzzle. " She's no broad, and her name is Kit. " Hoan laughed and sat back in his desk, clearly unawair that everyone had turned back around to see what was going on. " What? " Travis asked the class, and they turned around. Hoan had stopped laughing and was now looking at Kit, licking his lips. " Hmmm, not bad.. " Travis glared once again at Hoan, this time slapping him sharply across the muzzle. Hoan yelped loudly and, once again, the class turned around to observe. " Mind your own damn business!! " He yelled to the class. They all turned around, except one chubby looking human. " Why should I? " The human said, staring at Travis. Kit bared her teeth glared evillly at the human. " Because he said so you fat bastard! " Clearly hurt, the human turned around again, Kit smiling to herself. " She certainly knows how to make an impression.." Hoan said, still gripping his nose. Travis grinned, " Yeah, she does doesn't she? " For the remaining period of the class, Hoan and Travis kept discussing random topics to pass the time. Kit, on the other hand, would talk to the one Anthro Dog in front of her, both discussing whether or not if they had seen a particular movie. Mr. Oldwater was busy all period, and when the bell finally rang, he allowed them all to go. Travis grabbed his messenger bag and started toward the door, waiting for Kit at the actual door itself. She arrived, still talking to her new friend. " Oh, hey Travis! " She said when she noticed him. " This is Taylor! I met her in class. " Travis laughed and hi-fived Taylor. " I know her, Kit, that's Hoan's future wife.." Taylor growled and slapped Travis, walking away in fury. Dazed, Travis sat up, shaking his head. " I suppose I deserved that.." He grinned and looked at Kit. " So, what do you have next? " Kit sighed and looked at her schedule. " Band.." Travis smiled and flicked his tail. " What a coincidence, I have that too! " As they both made their way to the band room, a group of Freshmen stared at them, looking like they were witnessing an atomic explosion. Travis whispered to Kit, " Just ignore them ", as they continued to walk to their third period class. When they arrived, everybody was taking out their instruments, talking and laughing without a care in the world. Travis sighed and looked around, almost everyone was absent. " Hey, you want to skip this period? " Kit looked at him and nodded, her tail swaying back and forth. " Well then we will! " Travis grabbed Kit's paw and ran out into the parking lot, running toward his car. Taking out the keys, he swiftly unlocked the doors and climbed in the driver's side, Kit getting in on the passenger's. " So, what kind of music do you like? " He asked her, fumbling through his C.D stash on top of the sun visor. " She shrugged and leaned back in her seat, her resting between her legs. " I don't really care, I like anything. " Travis smiled and put in a C.D, turning it to track four. " Even The White Stripes? " Kit grinned and turned up the volume. " Hell Yes! " The music started and the car started to vibrate, making the experience all the more better. Both beings in the car were oblivious to the fact that someone was walking toward the vehicle, until a knock sounded on the window....