Hello, my name is Nomad36 or just Nomad. This is technically my first fanfic, I hope you guys and gals like it! This story is about a young coyote named Jake Wiley. Jake being a small town kid will have to adapt to and overcome many challenges on his way to adjust to his new life in Elmore.

I would like to thank my beta reader for pointing out the errors in my rough draft of the first chapter. I'd also like to thank NeoNimbus for convincing me to write my own story.

By the way, I take constructive criticism, opinions, and suggestions. If you have anything you like or dislike about the story PLEASE let me know, I want to be the best writer possible for your enjoyment.

Disclaimer: This story is merely for fan entertainment, I don't own the AWOG or the characters in my story besides my created OCs and the story itself...

Anyways here is chapter 1.

The Outsider:

Chapter 1: The Calamity- Part One

The irritating buzz of the alarm clock woke Jake Wiley with a start. The young, brown furred coyote stretched lazily, yawning loudly. He had a slightly unkempt appearance, his fur sticking up to give it a spiked appearance. As his arm floundered around to silence his alarm clock, he couldn't help but think about today, his first day of school. A mixture of fear and excitement filled him as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The first thing he saw was the face of his mother, Brooke, glaring at him. Jake yelped in fear, tumbling out of his bed onto the hardwood floor. The jarring experience woke him up in an instant.

"Could you at least knock, mom?" Jake asked, scrambling back to his feet. He didn't want to get on his mother's bad side this early in the morning.

"Sorry, but you were supposed to wake up ten minutes ago!" exclaimed the older gray wolf, slightly exasperated. "And could you comb your hair for once?" Brooke, unlike her son, was well dressed in a short skirt and blue blouse, ready to go to work. Her green eyes scanned Jake, expecting him to answer.

"Summer never lasts," muttered Jake, sullenly. "Okay, could you please leave my room so I can get dressed?"

"Well hurry up, you have to get to school. Don't you want to make a good first impression on your classmates?"

Brooke closed the door and Jake shook his head, "Classmates, this is going to be a long day."

Jake hurriedly pulled off his pajamas. He decided on a white Henley shirt and automatically rolled up his sleeves. He put his blue bandana around his neck and pulled on his faded jeans and then left his cluttered bedroom. He casually slid down the banister and caught the sweet aroma of maple syrup emanating from the kitchen.

"Mmm..." said Jake dreamily as he walked into the kitchen. His father, Glenn, was sipping on black coffee while reading the newspaper. "Morning dad."

Glenn looked similar to his son and was marginally better dressed than his son. He was also dressed for work, wearing a white and red striped polo, and a pair of dark blue jeans. His hair was combed so it was more orderly than Jake's but had the same spiked appearance.

"Morning Jake, how are you feeling?" the older coyote smirked.

"Sleepy," Jake said, grabbing his plate and loading it with several waffles. He then proceeded to pour an excessive amount of maple syrup over it. Jake then began to eat, the waffles heavy with syrup.

"Jake, I thought I told you to comb your hair," Brooke said, scolding him, upon entering the room.

Jake shrugged. "Don't bother mom, my hair has a mind of its own."

"You can't go to school looking sloppy!" said Brooke, shaking her head. She attempted to put a comb through Jake's hair as he finished his waffles.

"Grrr..." growled Brooke as Glenn looked on, entertained. "Does it ever lie flat?"

"After twelve years I would think you would have the answer by now," said Jake dryly as his mom continued in vain to get his hair to lie down flat.

"Cheer up sport, it's your first day of school," said Glenn, smiling warmly. "I'm sure you'll do fine."

"Yeah, from what I hear Elmore Junior High is crazy, but then again, I don't feel like wearing a school uniform." Jake winced as several hairs were torn from his head as his mother renewed her assault on the unkempt fur. "Watch it, mom."

"Just be yourself, you'll do fine," Brooke sighed, giving up on trying to flatten Jake's hair.

"Don't forget to be well behaved; you want to make a lasting impression on your teachers," said Glenn, getting up from the table and ruffling his son's fur. He grabbed the coffee pot to pour his wife some coffee.

"Why couldn't we stay in Winslow?" said Jake, hoping to avoid the subject of school, which he was still skeptical about. "I mean, it was a nice climate."

"You and your father may have considered it nice, but it's too arid. Besides, there's a reason why we moved here."

"What is it, mom?" said Jake curiously, leaning forward in his chair, wondering for what motivation that had caused them to Elmore of all places.

"Nothing, besides you, have to get to school and we have to go to work," said Brooke, grabbing her things and signaling Glenn to follow.

"Okay," Jake sighed. He wished he could spend more time with his family, but his mom was quite distant nowadays, besides telling him to get up in the morning. Jake loved his family, but there were many matters that his parents talked about in private about rather than including Jake.

Jake slung his backpack over his shoulder, not bothering to unbuckle it. It felt weird to Jake to put on his worn out backpack again. Jake scanned the new house, which hardly had a homely feel to it. As far as it concerned Jake, Winslow was his only home, not this weird place.

The coyote opened the front door and stepped off the porch and onto the concrete path. The morning dew seemed to stick annoyingly to his fur as the cool fall air greeted him. The sun's dazzling brilliance almost blinded him as he shielded his eyes.

"Ah... First day of school, it can't be that bad," he said, swinging off the porch gleefully, yet the suspense still gnawed at him.

As Jake walked to the bus stop, he shivered uncomfortably as the cold fall air rustled through his fur. He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand and it felt raw with the cold constantly nipping at it. Jake always had always disliked the cold. He had been raised in a desert town, so he was used to warm air ruffling his fur and getting sand blown at him.

Jake rubbed his arms as he exhaled. He sighed to see the fog his breath created. "Wonderful weather we're having," he muttered, starting to shiver, his teeth chattering. "Yeah, a jacket would be nice right about now!"

The bus finally arrived and skidded to a halt. Jake could smell gasoline, causing him to gag with disgust. He straightened his backpack nervously and boarded the bus.

"Hey little dude, ready for your first day?" asked the bus driver cheerily, who appeared to be an orange puppet of some sorts.

"Uhh... I guess," said Jake, uncertain how to answer him. The bus almost fell completely silent as the other students noticed the new kid on the bus. As Jake walked down the aisle, most of the kids whispered about him, probably speculating about him with images that were totally wrong.

"Watch out!" snarled a t-rex, before sticking its gigantic foot into the aisle. Jake, hardly having a second to react, naturally tripped over it.

The coyote stumbled, landing face first and spilling the contents of his backpack all over the floor. A few people on the bus burst into uncontrolled laughter. Jake sprung up, trying to recover the various contents strewn over the floor and shove them into his backpack. He was already embarrassed beyond all belief and the school day hadn't even started yet.

A few kids covered their seats with backpacks, not wanting to sit with the new kid. They were already judging him as a klutz. Jake eventually slipped into a seat near the back, hoping to remain anonymous as the bus sped off from his house. The coyote pressed his head against the cool glass of the window and closed his eyes. "It's going to fine Jake, it's only your first day," he reassured himself.

"Hey, are you alright?" asked a voice from the seat in front of him. Jake reluctantly lifted his head to see two kids about his age. One was a cat of some sorts, whose fur was a peculiar shade of bright blue. The other looked like a goldfish. Jake shook his head. 'A walking goldfish?'

"Hi there, what's your name?" asked the goldfish, staring down at him curiously.

"It's Jake Wiley, but just call me Jake," answered Jake. "And you are?"

"Gumball Watterson and this is my brother Darwin," answered the blue feline.

"It's nice to meet you, Gumball and Darwin," said Jake, nodding to them before plopping a book open on his lap.

"You must be new here! What do you know about Elmore?" asked Darwin, intrigued by the small coyote.

"Not as much as I'd like," said Jake, already intently focused on the book.

"You're not one for conversation are you?" asked Gumball, trying to peer at the contents of the book. "Hello? Jake?"

Jake remained silent as he scanned the pages of the book, uninterested in conversation. Gumball and Darwin eyed each other as Jake remained silent. Darwin just shrugged. "Maybe he just doesn't want to talk. He is new, so maybe we should give him time to open up."

"Nonsense Darwin, he just doesn't have the nerve to talk! We have to help him open up and expand his horizons," answered Gumball, enthusiastically.

With that, Gumball turned his attention back to Jake. "Jake, think fast!"

The blue feline dived down and snatched the book from Jake's lap. The bewildered coyote sprung up from his seat and tried to retrieve it from the feline's paws. "Hey, give that back!"

"Do we have your attention?" asked Gumball, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow as Jake struggled to reach his book. "We want to get to know you better, but we can't do that if your nose is stuck in this book! And, seriously, you're lugging this around with you on your first day? Lighten up dude!"

"You've had my attention, I'm just a bit nervous is all," said Jake, fidgeting in his seat. "Alright, ask as many questions as you want. I don't mind."

"I've never seen clothes like that. What do you expect; a sandstorm?" asked Gumball, scanning Jake's outfit critically.

"I did live in Arizona, so cut me some slack," said Jake, defensively. "I am a coyote, after all. What were you expecting a leather-clad road warrior?"

Gumball gave Jake a funny look. "A what?"

"A coyote, a desert animal. Not familiar with my species?" asked Jake, as Gumball helplessly shrugged.

"Not in the slightest," answered Gumball as he turned to Darwin.

"I can't imagine how dry that would be. Did you have a swimming pool so you could swim and it would be all so refreshing?" asked Darwin.

"I've never been big on swimming," said Jake staring at his feet, slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, you sure you don't want to join the Swimming Club? We're always looking for new members," said Darwin, hoping to change Jake's perspective.

"Nah, I'm good," said Jake, shaking his head as he caught a glimpse of several houses as the bus turned sharp around a corner.

The shifting of the bus caused both Gumball and Darwin to move from side to side unsteadily. "You ready for the first day of school?"

"Hardly," answered Jake as he caught a glimpse of the school he would be attending: Elmore Junior High was more eye catching and larger than his old school. There were students conversing on the steps of the school, no doubt talking about their unique and fun summer experiences.

"Don't worry you'll fit into a town like Elmore perfectly fine, Jake," said Darwin in his usual cheery demeanor.

"I guess we'll find out," said Jake, grimacing as the rickety bus came to the entrance and the students started getting off.

Immediately after stepping off the bus, Jake had a queasy feeling in his stomach. The feeling only intensified as he drew closer to the solid brick school. 'Okay, first day. This shouldn't be that bad. I bet the teachers here are very nice and down to earth. The food's probably quite appetizing and it'll be a great learning environment overall,' Jake thought to himself as he squeezed his small frame through the shutting doors.

The coyote scanned for where Gumball and Darwin might have gone but didn't catch sight of them. "Where could they be? I really need their help to know where I'm supposed to go." Jake was reluctantly impressed with Elmore Junior High. Its diverse hustling and bustling environment was a welcome change from the small middle school in Winslow. However, Jake's awe of his new school was cut short.

"Hey, check out pint-size over there!"

Before Jake knew what was happening he was upside down and being shaken violently. "Can I help you with something?" asked Jake, still hanging upside down. The brutish mass released him at this and Jake hit the floor like a brick.

Jake recovered slowly, gradually dusting himself off as he grabbed his backpack off the floor, which had managed to fall off of him in the commotion. "Nice warm welcome to Elmore Junior High. Time to meet the bullies, I guess." This comment got dirty looks from a weird hybrid and the t-rex he had seen earlier, and a piece of toast, who tried imitate this expression and failed miserably at it.

"Forget it, the new kid doesn't care," said the hybrid of what looked like a lion and perhaps an ox.

"Well, maybe should fill him in on how this works," snarled the t-rex. "He looks a little confused."

The breath of the t-rex was horrid, to say the least. Jake staggered backward at the foul smell which forced him to wrinkle his nose. "Eugh, that is nasty," Jake muttered to himself.

The hybrid was the first to speak at this. "Look walking carpet, just to let you know, we dislike new kids. Especially weird looking ones such as yourself. The best way to keep us off your back is to hand over your lunch money. Also, don't forget we're in charge, dweeb! Maybe you need a knuckle sandwich?!"

Jake simply rolled his eyes at this. "How long do you actually expect me to follow this deal? And if you think I'm weird- have you ever seen your reflection in a mirror?"

In response to this, the hybrid headbutted the coyote, sending him to the ground. Pain exploded in his skull as his vision went fuzzy, and to make matters worse he couldn't stop his head from bashing into the floor as well. "Now I'm beginning to understand why my dad always says silence is golden," said Jake, still disoriented from the hit and sitting up feeling like his head was spinning off its socket.

"I think you've made your point, Jamie," said the t-rex, as Jamie turned away from the coyote who was hardly fairing well on his first day.

Jake clambered up from the floor, struggling to maintain his balance. "Note to self, watch out for the bullies." Jake looked around, trying to get his bearings. "Now, I have to go to Miss Simian's room. Wherever that is."

To answer Jake's question, from down the hall came a shrill voice that made the coyote's spine crawl just hearing it.

"You are going to get a seven-hour detention if you don't get into class right now, Watterson! You! What are you doing just standing there?"

Jake turned around to see an elderly baboon, her face greatly wrinkled, with a scowl on her face.

"Sorry... Uh... Ma'am? I was just looking for what class I should be in," said Jake politely, hoping for some sympathy from the cranky baboon.

"A new student, just what I need," said the baboon, grumpily crossing her arms and eying the innocent coyote with disgust. "We already had enough of new students showing up to this town, left, right, and center. Like carpenter ants coming out of the woodwork."

"Are you Miss Simian?" asked Jake, burying his paws into his pockets.

"Just what I need- another disrespectful hooligan. Yes numbskull, now GET GOING!" screeched the aged baboon. Jake didn't waste a second sprinting right inside the classroom.

Jake quickly found a seat in the middle of the room, hoping that the grumpy baboon wouldn't notice him. Gumball and Darwin noticed Jake and waved to him to sit next to them.

Jake slid into the seat next to them and let out a grimace of sorts. "Hey Gumball, how's it going, Darwin?"

Gumball and Darwin eyed each other at this. "Hey, Jake, ready for the boring lectures of Miss Simian?"

"Is it going to involve a lot of screaming?" asked Jake, rubbing his ears. "Because I'm guessing she's the shouter type of teacher."

"That would be an accurate description, and she loves surprise quizzes and tests," said Gumball. "Also, make as many excuses as possible in order to get out of trouble if you want to survive this class."

"You sure that's the best advice for Jake? He could get into serious trouble if he's not careful," said Darwin, pulling Gumball aside and glancing nervously at Jake.

"Oh come on Darwin, Jake is a new student. He's going to be popular with all the new teachers and students," said Gumball, beaming at Darwin. "This will all go off without a hitch."

Gumball's short rundown of Miss Simian gave Jake a general idea of what to expect, although he was still skeptical about lying to Miss Simian as he didn't want to end up in detention. The thought was cut short by Miss Simian slamming the door shut with tremendous force. She immediately strode over to her desk and took a seat, slurping her coffee and taking a second to peer at the frowny face on it.

"Today marks another year of your academic education, at least, for some of you who can actually be taught." She then took a second to look in the vicinity of Gumball and Darwin and smiled leeringly at the two of them. Gumball slouched down in his desk, hoping to avoid Miss Simian's malicious gaze, and Darwin turned a pale white.

"I expect nothing but the best from you and I will not tolerate any... antics that might happen in this classroom. If you think you were challenged last year, you'd better be prepared to double your productivity or you will find yourselves failing in a heartbeat," Miss Simian grinned in satisfaction at scaring the class out of its wits.

"Now, without further ado, we have a new student, no doubt an excellent addition to our classroom," said Miss Simian, with weary sarcasm.

Miss Simian gazed at the coyote, expecting him to come up. Jake left his seat and calmly strode up to the front of the class. Fortunately, he wasn't tripped on his way up and turned around to face his classmates.

"Uhh... Hi, I'm Jake Wiley. I used to live in Winslow, Arizona, but now I live here in Elmore. I'm looking forward to a fun and exciting new experience at this school," Jake said, with a slightly nervous grin.

"Thank you for that stirring introduction, Mr. Wiley," mocked Miss Simian. Jake's ears drooped at this and he returned silently to his seat.

"Now that Mr. Wiley has wasted enough of our time drawing attention to himself, let's start today's lesson," said Miss Simian, turning her gaze to the blackboard and starting to write down her notes. Jake scribbled frantically, trying to keep pace with Miss Simian's detailed notes.

"Dude, take it easy! It's only the first day," said Darwin, but Jake just ignored him, already focused on his work.

Gumball sighed, crumpled up a piece of paper and tossed it at Jake's head. The paper ball bounced off of Jake's head and onto his desk, drawing the coyote's attention. Gumball rolled his eyes as Jake's head swiveled, searching for the source of the paper ball.

"Over here, Jake," said Gumball, barely audible over the sound of the chalk scraping up against the blackboard.

"Yeah, what is it?" asked Jake, startled by the blue cat's sudden action.

"Would you like to hang out anytime, like after school, or during lunch?" asked Gumball, hopefully. He glanced at the grumpy baboon by the blackboard, making sure she was still preoccupied with her notes.

"Sure, I don't mind. That sounds quite fun, actually," said Jake, giving a small nod before turning back to his notes. The instant Jake was facing forward he came face to face with a snarling Miss Simian.

"What is so important that it is causing you to disregard my lecture Mr. Wiley, or do you believe you're so important you don't have to answer to anyone?" Miss Simian asked, gnashing her teeth.

"No, Miss Simian, I just lost track of the lesson," Jake said, hurriedly.

"I'll be the judge of that!" Miss Simian exclaimed, snatching the crumpled up piece of paper and opening it. She examined the paper thoroughly, trying to find any pencil marks she could declare as words on it. After having no success, Miss Simian turned her attention back to Jake.

"Nice going, numbskull! Wasting my time once again- maybe you can waste my time some more with a three-hour detention!" snarled the annoyed baboon. Several students snickered at this and she raised her gnarled hand into the air to silence them.

"But, I didn't-" Jake started, only to have the ill-tempered baboon turn around and march back to the front of the classroom.

"That's totally unfair! Jake is new here and you punish him harsher than anyone of us on his first day as if he did something wrong!" Gumball exclaimed, fed up with the elderly baboon's treatment of the young coyote.

"Yeah, what he said!" said Darwin, standing up on his chair.

"Are you volunteering to join him, Gumball?! How about you, fish-boy?" snarled Miss Simian.

Gumball and Darwin both admitted defeat and they fell silent at this. Jake couldn't blame them. Although they were sticking up for him, he could understand that they had to look out for themselves as well.

"Good, it would be most unfortunate for your mother to hear about her boys getting into trouble on the first day," said Miss Simian, returning to her notes.

Jake's face was burning with embarrassment and anger. He wearily laid his head down on the desk without a word. Inside, he was hoping that this nightmare would be over and that he could return home to his family instead. The two Watterson brothers looked at their new friend with pity as the bell rang, offering Jake some solace as he packed up his things and left the room.

I really hoped you all liked the first chapter. Anyways where do you think this story should go? If you have any suggestions, improvements, or ideas for this story write a review or PM me, thanks!

Next chapter: The Calamity- Part Two

As Jake struggles with mastering Elmore Junior High and becoming acclimated to his new school things take a turn for the worse...

Author's Notes:

-When I create an OC I try to think of existing cartoon characters to draw inspiration from, in Jake Wiley's case he is named after Wile E. Coyote.

-Winslow, Arizona I chose to be Jake Wiley's previous home because there is a certain song that mentions the town.

-For the voice of Jake Wiley, Neo recommended Scott Menville (Thanks, Neo!) which I would say would bring the character to life.

-I like to put little references and other tidbits into my stories, see how many you can find.