High School Fur - A gay furry coming of age story

Chapter 17

Stepping into the shower at home never felt so good, my body ached, but in a good way, like that ache you would get from a good long bike ride, like you had achieved something good

Stepping back into my room, a towel wrapped around my waist I went back to my room, my phone lit up my dark room a text from Jackson 'your missing out!' he wrote and there was a picture of Bryson, phil and Jackson all pointing to a pizza with pineapple on it

I thought it was sweet they had ordered me a pineapple pizza and maybe they were gonna save me a slice, but then I remembered Bryson was in the pineapple gang too

I dried my hair and got the curls into some manageable form and then spent the next 15 minutes taking the perfect selfie holding my violin, I wasn't even sure why but I just had to make sure it was good, I contemplated a filter but then I realised this was the guys and not Ella.

I hit send, 'sorry guys' I wrote, and figured I may as well practice some violin as I hadn't picked it up other than during music lessons, the homework was just to play some sheet music, and I could do that off the cuff so I wasn't too worried about practicing at home.

After an hour of practice It was getting quite late so I hung my violin back onto its holder on the wall, Oliva would be going to bed now and mom wouldn't like me playing when she was in bed, and as if right on cue she came in hugging me and saying good night.

She would never knock, there was never a reason to knock, and I knew I could expect her to come in at any minute no matter what time of day, even when she had a bad dream I would be the one she would seek out first.

I gave her a tight squeeze and sent her off to bed, laying on my own bed and pulling my phone back up, I open the picture back up from Jackson again, I wished I'd gone, fucking Eric, what a dick.

I just had to do my own thing and try and not let Eric get to me, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything in school would he? He would get expelled surely, and the kiss, what the fuck was that all about

Just then my phone buzzed with another text from Jackson, 'what you doing Friday? Some of the guys are going into town' he ended it with a couple of beer glass emojis, and while their day time antics I liked, I wasn't too sure about going into town.

Besides I wasn't 18 for another two weeks and they were pretty strict on ID, I texted back, 'I won't get in, not for another two weeks anyway!'

'oh yeah sure'

'thanks for inviting me though'

Dang im lame, anyone else would have fake id or something, how I longed for an older brother where I could use his or something, but was I really missing anything in town? People getting drunk and then regretting it the next day, I wasn't too sure.

I saw the dots appear a few times like he was typing but let the phone fall on my chest while I stared at the ceiling

My phone buzzed again on my chest and I picked it up, 'wanna come over mine Friday? Watch a film ? not sure I want to go to town, but I don't want to spend the weekend on my own either (dads away again)'

'yeah sure' and I hit send before thinking about it,

'great, ill get pizza and a film, we can go after school if you want, you can stay too?'

'sure thing' I txt back, I'd never really gone over to someones house before, no one ever invited me and I almost ran downstairs immediately and hung myself over the back of the sofa, my mom and dad watching some program about house makeovers

"daaad" I say in a tone, lingering on the vowel, which usually means im asking for something, "ok, where are you going and how much is it going to cost me?" he says