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It was Monday morning. I was making my way down to the Nelson Mandela building, which was where the history major was based at. Unlike most around me right now I was kind of excited. It was the first day of classes for the majority of the university students. Some of them were lucky enough that they're classes didn't start for another week. I was actually looking forward to it this morning. After hours and days planning the journey over here I was finally going to start the reason why I came to this foreign land in the first place. Unlike back home in Ireland it was actually nice and sunny when I woke up. At 7:30am back home the sun is only occasional in the mornings, most of the time it's just a peak of an orange glow over the horizon. It was a nice change of scenery.
Hutch wasn't too happy this morning. He is one of the lucky ones that don't have to start class for another month. "Go back to bed mutt" was what he muttered sleepily. I got on top of him, in a humorous way, no threat intended, "Say that again" I said. He just looked at me and he chuckled. "Very dominant. I like it" he said before rolling back on his side and falling asleep. Garth had class this morning as well as me, but he wasn't up yet. And to be honest it isn't my responsibility to wake him up for his class. His misses his first day it's no one's fault but his own. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a Rice Krispy's bar and the juice that I made last night and left in the fridge.
Last night was the first night my flatmates had together. We just hung around the kitchen table drinking, not alcohol (for the most part) and talking about stuff. Although last night, I'm not sure but I think something happened. Things got ever so slightly political. I mean as a Wolf form the Northwest parts of Ireland I know enough about sticky politics; for example, there are parties that claim that people that want to speak the native language of the island, Irish, are crocodiles. They believe that no compromise must be made with a certain community that's different to those. They are an embarrassment. But that's a story for another time. We were actually talking about equal rights and the debate about gay marriage in other countries popped up. Garth said "That was one mistake our country has made, allowing faggots to get married" he said. When he said that I watched Hutch's expression change. The smile left his face and he looked rather uncomfortable. Garth wasn't paying attention as he took a sip of his drink. I didn't want things to be awkward so I changed the subject by mentioning that I'll miss my car.
I'm not sure if what Hutch did last night meant if he was gay, or he thinks Garth's attitudes towards the homosexual community is inappropriate. I'll give Garth the benefit of the doubt, maybe it was a joke that was taken the wrong maybe I don't know. But Hutch, well I'm not sure what it meant for him, maybe he is, or maybe a close member of his family is, or his political view? I don't really know and unless he wants to tell me any of that stuff I'm not going to ask. It isn't any of my business.
Garth went to bed around 12 am and Hutch and I actually stayed up to around 2. That guy is a serious amount of fun. He was telling me about one time when he was at school and a girl tried to act funny in front of the boys and let out a huge fart. She did, at least that's what everyone thought. But then they realised that the smell wasn't going away. Turns out she shit herself. It was so funny I'm chuckling to myself right now even thinking about it. I haven't got headphones or anything on me so if someone sees my chuckling to myself they are going to think I am crazy.
I stood at the bottom of the steps leading up into the Nelson Mandela building. It wasn't a particularly big, as in tall, building although it looked well. Well clean, very little bird dumping and the grey paint looked like it was only coated on a week ago. Overall I am very impressed. And the lectures haven't even begun yet. I followed everyone that was thee into the lecture theatre. And boy was it a good looking place; the tables looked so clean you can almost slide perfectly on them with very little energy required. I'm going to have to test that theory later.
I sat down in the middle section. Strangely enough a lot of people were sitting in the lower sections of the classroom, and the higher sections were relatively empty. Just a few wolves on their phones and laptops. The reason I was alone was because I didn't know anyone in Canada! Ohh well, hopefully I might make a friend or two soon. But for now, looks like it's a table for one for little Humphrey here. And ladies, just letting you know, I'm not actually that little ;)
"Alright, settle down you lot!" the lecturer roared out as he entered form the side door. "I would like to welcome you all to the history major. My name is Professor Max Madison, and no, you cannot call me Mad Max" he said. The entire lecture hall let out a two second chuckle and the smile that professor Mad Max was trying to hold back was slowly creeping its way out. I liked this guy. He seemed really down to earth. Having a teacher that's willing to make a joke every now and then isn't exactly a gold mine, but it does make the classes during the year a little less boring, because you're always listening for what he's saying in case he said anything funny.
I don't really want to talk about what he said in great detail so I will keep it brief. He explained the duration of the course and the elements that we should be covering, and the semester's final assignment is a written piece about an international conflict on your choice. This made me feel like I had an advantage. Since as far as I can tell I was the only one from Ireland in class, in fact I think I am the only one who is from Europe in this class. So I can use the conflict between Ireland and Britain, instead of something obvious like World war one or two, of the American-Vietnam conflict.
As I was packing my notes away and getting ready to leave the classroom I heard a familiar sound. It was the sound of a crutch. I looked behind me and it was a brown wolf, no underbelly colour. She was just all brown. She was cute, and I don't mean to sound mean, but it was very obvious that she needed a hand. I put on my backpack and walked up to steps and called out to her.
"Hello there?" I said, I'm not sure what other way there was to address her. She looked up at me. A gentle smile appeared across her face. "Hello there" she said. Her breath smelled like peppermint chewing gum and her teeth were whiter than a racist's ghost costume. "Do you need any help?" I asked her. "Yeah, if you would just do all the research for the assignments that we have this year that would be great thank you" she said before letting laughter escape. "Sorry I couldn't help it" she said. "I think you'll find you didn't give me a chance to answer" I said. She giggled and said "Well I would rather do my own research. One time a girl in my class back in high school asked another girl to do her work for her geography presentation. And she got back at her by putting pictures of dildos and saying how much she loved being fucked daily by random boys in school, it was so embarrassing and so humiliating" she said. I let my laughter out hearing that.
After I calmed down I asked her again if she needed any assistance, since I noticed she didn't give me a straight answer beforehand. "Well I want to go to the library, I just need to get to the bottom of the stairs" she said. Before she could give me any direction I took her crutches and held them both in one arm and held my arm out and said; "M'lady?". She blushed and she hooked her arm around mine and then I took her down the steps the bottom of the class one by one and she used the back of the seats as support. "What happened your foot?" I asked. The cast was around her left foot. "Slipped and fell, roll down the hill" she said. I don't see how that can break your foot, or ankle" I said. "At the end of the hill there was a wall…" she said. "Alright enough said" I commented, getting a light chuckle out of her.
"So what brought you over to Canada?" she asked me. "Really that obvious huh?" I asked rhetorically as she and I chuckled. "I thought that studying abroad would be an amazing experience, and I look at it like this, if I don't like it I can always come home" I said. She nodded her head. "Makes sense" she uttered. "Although I hope you don't go home, then I wouldn't have my handsome assistant" she giggled. Before I can make a comment saying that I wasn't she popped in. "Oh by the way I don't think I caught your name" she said. "Where are my manners?" I said chuckling. "Maybe in your pants?" she said before letting a big laugh escape her. "My names Humphrey? And you are?" I asked. "Princess, the name is Princess" she said. "Oh, does that make me your prince eh?" I asked. She raised her eyebrows. "Is that a jab at our stereotype?" she asked in a light hearted manner. "Sorry, now I've been here a while I have picked a few things up along the way" I mentioned.
"Well look at you picking up the handsome boys on the first day" I heard a female wolf say. I looked down to the ground and there was… wow… a bright yellow, I would actually say a near golden colour. She had bright brown eyes and her mane flowed from her head to her shoulders perfectly. She has a white underbelly and she was wearing blue jeans with a black t shirt with writing in blue that says 'my shirt'. "No he's just being a gentleman and helping me" Princess said.
"Aren't you a nice guy. Thank you for helping my roommate" she said. "Hey I want to thank him first, he is the one that was kind enough to help me today" Princess said as I handed back her crutches. I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you Humphrey so much for helping me" Princess said. "Oh Humphrey. That's a nice name" the blonde wolf said. "Aww really do you think so?" I asked. "Oh look, he's blushing how cute is he?" the blonde wolf said as she smiled at me. "And what's your name?" I asked the blonde wolf. "Names Kate" she said smiling as her tail went around and she caught the tip in her teeth.
"Well girls I'm going to go back to my dorm room. Maybe I'll see you two around sometime" I said. "Yeah sure" Kate said. "Well ladies I won't keep you back any longer, I'll let you two enjoy your day" I said. "Until we meet again" the blonde wolf said as I walked past the two of them. The golden wolf was… beautiful… wow. Before I could realise it… it happened…. I walked into the door. I heard the two girls giggling. "Pretend you didn't see that" I called out to them. "Too late for that" Kate shouted back at me. I walked out of the lecture hall feeling my cheeks turning red, burning my fur.
- (SpongeBob announcer) Later that evening-
It was the three of us back in the apartment. That guy Garth is getting ready to go to a part in one of the frat houses that all the new comers were invited to. It's just after eight o'clock and the part starts at half eight. Honestly I wanted to go but, I don't know… it just felt a little awkward for me. You see… if Hutch was going I would go in a heartbeat. I feel more comfortable round him as he is far friendlier. But he isn't going to the party. And honestly Garth doesn't seem like the guy you want to be around when he's drunk, so I would rather not.
"Are you two seriously not going to this thing" Garth asked us. Hutch and I were laying on our beds. Hutch was in a book and I was lying there on my laptop editing some dank memes. "Nah I'm going to sit this one out" I said. "And I'm so close to finishing this book too" Hutch said as he licked his thumb and flicked over a page. "Whatever queers, I am out of here's" he said as a pathetic attempt at rhyming. Although again, the look on Hutches face didn't look too good. I don't think he is particularly happy about this guy.
I heard hutch mutter something. I didn't really get much, but I have surprisingly good hearing for an omega. I think it was along the lines of "good…gone now", well at least that's what I heard. "Sorry dude did you say something?" I asked him. Hutch closed his book, looked over at me and smiled. "Oh it's nothing don't you worry your pretty little head" he said. I sighed and closed my laptop. I set it on the stand beside my bed and opened up my phone.
As I just clicked on the Facebook app and for whatever reason Hutch jumped on my bed. "So what you doing?" he asked me. I looked around him on my phone and saw him sitting on his knees. The way I was lying on my bed meant that my feet were close to my body and my knees were pointing up. "Just checking on seeing how great people's lives are on Facebook" I said with a chuckle. He grabbed my left knee with both his hands and put his chin on top of my knee. "I am so bored" he said. I flopped my arms to the side of me and exhaled. "Me too" I said. "We should have some fun" he suggested. I looked down at him and chuckled. "You seeing you down there I think you have a different version of fun than me" I said. "Maybe I do?" he said giggling. "You are so cheeky" I said. "Shut up you" he said playfully and he hit my stomach lightly. I laughed as it tickled.
"Wait a second?" Hutch said rising up on the bed towering over me. "What?" I asked in confusion. "Are you… ticklish?". When he said that, my eyes widened and I honestly felt my heart drop a little. "Don't" I said. Hutch developed a grin on his face and raised his hands up and moved all of his fingers. "Hutch… please don't" I said. Before I can put my feet out to try and defend myself, Hutch planted his hands on my stomach, and I let out stitches of crazy laughter. "Stop….it!" I called in between laughs. "You're all mine now" Hutch said as he moved his hands around to his sides. That's where the tickling was worst, as this time my body almost went into a spasm. I tried my best squirming free, but I ended up taking me and Hutch off the bed.
Both of us lay on the floor beside one another laughing our asses off. "You are such an asshole" I said as I tried to catch my breath. "Hey you're the one that took us off the bed" Hutch said as he got up. I laid my head back on the floor and took a few more deep breaths. Hutch held out his hand down to me, offering a helping hand to me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up. His strength made it look like it was effortless. This guy was seriously strong.
"Thanks" I said. "You're welcome buddy" Hutch replied. "Let's get a couple of beers from the store and chill out here. I don't need to go to a party to hang out with my new best buddy" Hutch said. "Aww, I'm your best buddy?" I asked. "Of course" he replied. "But you hardly know me?" I asked. "Yeah, but I am a very good judge of character" Hutch said. I grabbed his hand and shook it. "Thank you man. I really appreciate hearing that. I promise there are many benefits to being my friend" I said. "I think I will enjoy those benefits" he said with a wink. I chuckled and said "Ohh really?". He replied with; "But my ass will love them even more" he said laughing, letting go of my hand and walking out of the bedroom. "You had to take it there didn't you" I said following him. "Stop whining and let's get some booze" he said. Without any more discussion we both left our dorm and headed for the gas station down the road.
On the way down there he stopped to tie his shoes, and who should I see across the road on the other pavement. Only that beautiful blonde wolf from earlier. I thought she was absolutely beautiful earlier, but now…. She looked even better, which I personally never thought was possible. She had a purple dress which showed her figure perfectly, and she must have had a bath before going out as her fur was shining as she was walking. I wanted to yell 'Hi Kate' over to her, but as she walked past she looked down at her phone and was typing on it. So I didn't want to disturb her. Besides, I don't think she would remember me anyway.
"I see you looking at her by the way" I heard Hutch say just as he got up from tying his shoes. "She is pretty though isn't she?" I asked. "Ohh, does my buddy have a love interest on the first day" Hutch said in a teasing manner. "I'm not sure if its love" I said. "Well if you ever get bored chasing that booty, mines is always ready" he said as he continued walking. "Why did you do that?" I asked in a joking manner as I caught up to him. "What can I say; I'm innuendish" Hutch said. "Is that even a word?" I asked. Hutch looked at me sternly; "It is now"
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