The New Boy by Kaily < Submission | Inkbunny, the Furry Art Community

Keywords male 1116697, female 1006192, cub 251244, fox 233164, rabbit 129074, commission 96766, humiliation 11347, ferret 9677, no-yiff 550, puberty 415, story-series 9, plot-development 7, character-development 4, violence(not-in-yiff) 2

This takes place when Cassidy is 13, at the end of the school year before her 14th birthday, she’s in grade 8 at the local middle school.

“Cassidy!”

Guiltily I jerked my attention from Liam's face and looked up at my teacher. “Yes, Mrs. Ridley?”

She looked really upset at my lapse in attention. “Do you know the answer to the question?” She was tapping her foot impatiently and pointed to the chalkboard.

Still a little confused I looked at the board and swallowed hard. It was a simple question really, but some how I couldn’t focus on it, so I hazarded a guess, “There should be a comma in it?” This was greeted with laughter from the rest of the class; a quick glance at Liam confirmed that he was laughing at me too. My ears folded back and I slumped down in my chair.

Mrs. Ridley held her hand up and the laughter died out. “Yes Cassidy, but where does it belong? That is after all what we’re studying right now. Perhaps if you were paying attention to the lesson and not staring off out the window so much you’d know that.” Her attention switched to Jordan who was holding his hand up just behind me. “Jordan, do you know the answer?” Of course the smug little ferret knew the answer, he always knew the answer, he was just one of those guys who never got anything wrong.

I stole another glance at Liam and sunk a few more inches into my uncomfortable desk chair. He was new to the area, having just transferred in and he looked... well for some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off him for long. I’d never seen a boy like him before. He was tall, well tall for our age group anyway, and had the softest looking red fur. Most of the folks in our area were rodents, either strict Herbivores or Omnivores, he was the first Carnivore I’d ever seen and I was fascinated by him. The bush of his tail reminded me of a raccoon, but his was all that lush red right up till the last few inches at the tip where it went this brilliant white. And it was so expressive, even now while he was paying attention to Mrs. Ridley; it was swaying back and forth betraying his amusement at something. I wanted to think it was my being caught daydreaming that was making him happy but I knew better. He never saw me. I was just another one of the crowd to him, another bunny interchangeable with all the others in the school.

Jordan poked me in the shoulder and pulled my attention from contemplating Liam's face just in time to avoid being called on by Mrs. Ridley again, I was going to owe him for that. With some effort I managed to focus on the rest of the English lesson managing to take halfway legible notes. When the bell went I was one of the first to gather my things and head for the door. Jordan was only a step behind me. “So what are we doing this afternoon Cassy?” His voice was so irritating today, I just wanted to shove him into a locker and walk away but Momma told me if I got in one more fight at school she’d take my bike away and that was just too harsh for words!

“Nothing, leave me alone.” There he was, I slowed down a little bit to follow behind him and two of the other guys from our class. His tail was hypnotic; they way it shifted from side to side like that. I almost walked into him, but Jordan grabbed my arm and pulled me back before I stepped on his tail. “Why are you still following me?” I hissed at him trying to keep my voice down so Liam wouldn’t hear me.

Jordan let go and he rolled his eyes at me, “You said your Dad was going to take us fishing remember? It’s Friday the start of the long weekend. I just wanted to know when I should have Mom drop me off at your place.” He followed my gaze and giggled leaning in to whisper close to my ear, “Or do you want to take Liam with you instead?”

I knew he was just teasing me, I knew I should just ignore it and let it slide, but I couldn’t help it. My ears folded back and the inside went a bright pink as I felt them heating up. “Shut up Jordan!” I turned on my heel and headed in the opposite direction stomping my feet to let the ferret know just how annoyed I was with him right now.

For a few moments Jordan just stood there with a shocked look on his face before he gathered his wits about him and came racing after me. “Cassy, do you have a crush on Liam?” His voice carried through the hall and made everyone near us, including Liam and his friends turn to look at me. I wished the floor would open up and swallow me whole. I couldn’t move! I was frozen in place. I felt my ears get hotter and my nose and tail start to wriggle nervously. This was horrible! How could he just blurt it out like that? Oh I was going to kill him for this!

If I just laughed it off everything would go back to normal but I’d never be able to tell Liam how I really felt about him. If I admitted that I had a crush on him in front of the whole school I’d be the laughing stock for weeks, months maybe! I wasn’t one of the girly girls, you know the ones that everyone thinks are pretty and that spend all their time talking about boys and what they want to do with them in the bathroom. I was one of the guys, I could beat up most of the boys in my grade and even some of the older boys were afraid to cross me. If it got out that I was crushing on the new boy I’d never live it down!

There was nothing for it, I was going to lose my Bike for a month because Jordan couldn’t keep his big mouth shut! I spun on him dropping my books and launched myself at him. He wasn’t expecting it, though after four years of being my best friend he should have been. I caught him by the shoulders and shoved him back against the lockers getting right up in his face. “What did you say?” I didn’t let him get a word in, just balled up my fist and let him have it right in the gut. “Don’t you ever ask me such a stupid question again!” Mrs. Ridley was right behind me and grabbed my shoulder before I could follow up with another jab to his gut. I put up a token attempt to get away from her but let her grab me by the ear, no matter how much she twisted I didn’t let the pain show, and drag me off to the principal’s office.

* * * * *

Momma came to pick me up, she was as furious as I expected. I was ordered into the car, where silence ruled until we pulled into the driveway. “No bike, no fishing trip, no television, go straight to your room young lady!” I knew better than to protest, as mad as she was I was getting off lightly.

Pulling my backpack, which Jordan had filled with the books I’d dropped in the hall before I punched him, out of the back of the car I stomped my way into the house and up to the small room I still shared with my little sister. I even slammed the door, though I knew that was just asking for more trouble. My backpack almost made it onto my desk, landing with a loud thump when it slipped from the edge and came crashing down on the floor. It wasn’t fair! If Jordan had just kept his mouth shut none of this would have happened! Stupid Ferret always sticking his nose in my business! I was so over being his friend, he could just find someone else to hang out with from now on.

For about a half hour Momma let me stew in my room, she knew how much I hated being cooped up inside, especially with no television to relieve the boredom. I guess she thought it would give me time to do my homework but I was too keyed up for that. Finally I threw myself down on my bed and burst into tears. I was just so mad I couldn’t keep it inside anymore. I don’t know how long it took before my tears ran dry; I was just lying there listlessly when I heard the tap on my bedroom door. I rubbed my face with the sheet and muttered, “Come in.” as I sat up.

Momma opened the door and came in with a tray holding my dinner; she set it on my desk and without waiting for an invitation sat down beside me on the bottom bunk of our beds. “Do you want to tell me what happened?” She sounded as calm and collected as she usually was, when she wasn’t upset that I’d done something stupid again.

I sniffled a few more times before I started talking, “Jordan was being a jerk!” But from the look on her face I could tell she knew there was more to the story, so I screwed up my courage and just told her. “There is this new boy, his name is Liam and... I can’t stop watching him. He’s just so different then all the other boys around here. Anyway I was following him in the hall and Jordan asked me if I had a crush on him loud enough that -everyone- heard him.” I stared at my too large feet with my arms wrapped around my middle while I waited for her to tell me what a bad girl I was and that the punishment stood.

To my surprise she put her arm around my shoulders and hugged me to her side. “Oh Cassy, having a crush on a boy isn’t a bad thing. I’ll admit that Jordan could have handled it better than just yelling it out like that but honey, if you were following him and you didn’t have a good reason someone was bound to figure it out sooner or later.” She kind of had a point there, since I was going in exactly the wrong direction to get to my locker when I was following him.

“But Momma, now everyone knows and it’s all Jordan’s fault! I’ll never live this down! I want to die!” I let myself fall sideways away from her burying my face in my pillow again and letting out the sob that wanted to come. Momma always made me feel like I was safe enough I could cry around her, she never told me I was a baby for doing it, she’d just pet my back and hair until I stopped and then help me work out what it was that made me cry in the first place.

When my pillow was thoroughly wet once more but the well inside me had run dry again she pulled me back up against her side and sighed softly. “My poor girl, what am I going to do with you?” She gently pushed my bedraggled dirty blond hair back off my forehead as she smiled at me. “It isn’t the end of the world you know; besides you have three days before you go back to school to figure out what you want to do about this little mess.” She patted my shoulder and stood up. “I suggest the first thing you do is apologize to Jordan for punching him as soon as you can, since you’ll need to be on speaking terms with him if you’re going to be fishing with him and your Dad all weekend.” Her fingers slid under my chin and tilted my head up. “That is if you still want to go.”

She left then, letting me sort through the emotions that I was feeling and nibble a bit at the rich vegetable stew she’d made for dinner. She was right, I mean I couldn’t stay mad at Jordan forever, he was the only one who lived close enough to actually play with, besides some of the girls but they were boring. I made up my mind as I finished the last bite of stew, gathered up my courage and took the tray back to the kitchen. Momma shifted her ears in the way that meant, ‘what are you doing now?’ And I responded with the movements that meant, ‘going to neighbors.’ She smiled and nodded, giving me tacit permission. It was a short walk to Jordan’s family’s house; they just lived three houses down from us.

I was a little nervous when I knocked on the door, but his mom smiled when she opened the it so he must not have told her I punched him today. “Hi Mrs. Bullard, is Jordan in?”

“He sure is Cassidy, we were wondering when you’d come over. He’s all packed and ready for the trip, go on up he’s in his room.” She closed the door behind me and I nodded slowly, staring at the stairs as if I didn’t know what they were for. We both jumped when we heard Jordan’s little sister shriek at the top of her lungs from the living room and Mrs. Bullard hurried off to see what the problem was. It took me a few more moments before I headed up the stairs, moving more slowly than I did at home because Momma always said I made too much noise when I walked and I wanted Mrs. Bullard to like me.

Jordan’s door was half open and he was sitting at his desk playing with the things in his fishing tackle box when I finally got up the courage to tap on the door frame.

Without looking around Jordan said, “Go away! I’m packing!”

That made me giggle, he was always talking before he looked or thought about what he was saying. “It’s me you doofus.” I didn’t know what to do with my hands so I shoved them into my jeans pockets. “I guess you still want to come on the trip?” As casually as I could I leaned against the doorframe watching him.

Jordan’s ears flattened and he spun around to look at me, his voice went up an octave or two as he squeaked out, “Cassidy! I... well if you’ll forgive me for... God Cassy I didn’t mean to just blurt it out like that I swear!” He was out of his chair and standing in front of me his hands washing together nervously.

I shrugged my left shoulder and stood up off the door frame. “I shouldn’t have hit you Jordan so we’re even, just don’t ever do it again alright?” And just as easily as that we were good again I could tell by the smile that spread over his face. “Come on, Dad’s waiting to take us to the cottage.”

* * * * *

The weekend went by as fun as usual we caught several fish and had a wonderful dinner, even if we rabbits didn’t actually eat any of the fish Jordan seemed to enjoy it. Dad had stayed in the room that Bobby used when the whole family was there but Jordan and I shared the bunk beds that Suzie and I usually shared. He took the top cause he knew how I felt about heights. Before we knew it, it was Monday evening and time to go, but I still hadn’t figured out what I was going to do come Tuesday at school.

When Tuesday came I held my head high and walked into the school with Jordan at my side just like every other school day. I was surprised how little notice anyone paid to us, they were acting as if nothing at all was different. For a while I wasn’t sure I could trust it to stay that way but when only one of the boys even mentioned Liam in my presence and then it was to ask if we knew what he’d been doing over the long weekend, I started to relax my guard. It wasn’t until lunch time when I was in the girls bathroom on the second floor of the school that I found out why no one was saying anything to me about him.

Serena, one of the numerous bunny cousins that I had in this area was holding court in the bathroom when I came in. She’d taken up a station sitting on one of the sink as she applied a fresh coat of lip gloss to her already perfect lips. Since I wasn’t interested in makeup I slid into the nearest stall and went about my business, however the sound of Liam’s name caught my ears and I was suddenly interested in what the conversation around my cousin was.

“Oh him! Well I saw him staring at me at lunch on Friday. He is rather handsome for a fox you know and since he’s the only one our age in the area I thought I’d give him a go.” She sounded smug and all knowing as she said that, pausing for a few moments so her sycophants could ask the most logical questions, questions that I didn’t understand at first.

“Where’d you go?” one voice asked.

Another piped up with, “What was it like?”

“Did you let him go all the way?” The girl, I’m not sure which one it was as most of them sounded the same to me, sounded eager, like she was waiting for pearls of wisdom to drop from Serena’s perfect lips. There was a naughty sounding chorus of giggles from the surrounding girls and I leaned toward the crack between the stall door and the wall.

My cousin didn’t disappoint. “Well you know that old abandoned building down by the point? Just off the football field? That’s where we went; it was dark and dusty but the company more than made up for it.” She paused, likely for dramatic effect as it didn’t sound like any of the girls were breathing anymore. “He was a perfect gentleman, held my hand the whole way there. Once I showed him how to get into the building though he had his hands all over me!” She paused again this time the accumulated crowd of girls giggled until she hushed them.

“You know that you have to make a boy work for what he wants right? Well I took my time getting him all worked up, I whispered into his ear that it was my first time and that I needed him to be careful. When he reached for my boobs I pretended to be scared and pulled back covering myself with my arms but that just made him more determined.” Again I heard the titter of eager girlish voices as they hung on her every word.

She spoke the next few words in a hushed voice, so I had to strain to hear what she was telling the other girls. “He was very eager, I could see him so big and hard in his jeans, I almost couldn’t stay in character. He calmed down a little after I pulled away and started kissing my neck and fondling my ears a little. He whispered that he loved me and would do anything I wanted if only I’d let him touch me.” Her voice came back up to regular speaking levels and she said, “Of course I knew I had him hooked as soon as he said that.”

One of her many admirers whined, “But did you -do- it with him Sere? Did you at least get to look at it?” Several of the others hushed her and begged my cousin to go on. I was finished peeing at this point but I couldn’t move I was rooted to the spot needing to know what it was that Serena and my Liam had been doing in that abandoned building.

In an off handed way she announced, “Of course he let me look at him. I pretended to beg him to let me so his ego wouldn’t let him back down. He unzipped his pants and pulled it out!” She paused to make a soft moaning sound then whispered again so I was forced to lean further forward. “Oh girls it was so different then the bucks around here. It was all angry looking and bright red and it has a point at the end instead of the mushroom that we’re used to seeing.” She paused presumably to let that all sink in before adding in that same conspiratorial tone, “And it dripped like a faucet he was that ready for me.”

I still had no idea what they were really talking about, Mushrooms? But I couldn’t stop listening now that I’d started.

“He let me touch it; it was so hot I nearly burned my fingers when I wrapped them around it. No Melody,” she responded to a scoffing sound from one of the assembled girls, “I’m not joking he was really that much hotter then any of the other boys, he said that canines are hot blooded. If you don’t believe me you can go ask him yourself, if you have the guts to do it.” That seemed to handle the doubter in their midst so Serena went on in a normal voice again. “Where was I, oh yes, he couldn’t wait for me to even get my panties off! He lifted me onto one of the old picnic tables and pushed my legs apart pulling my skirt up as he did so I could feel that heavy warmth pressing against me, then his fingers hooked the side of my panties and he pulled them over and out of his way.” There was a collective gasp and a scent that I had been subconsciously aware of suddenly became overwhelming. “Oh girls he was so eager, he found my entrance and he just shoved himself into me. It’s a good thing I wasn’t a virgin or he’d have had me screaming in pain!”

Not a virgin? Shoved into her? Oh god no! Not my Liam! Serena was notorious around the school as someone that anyone could have! I never really paid that much attention to her activities before but I knew like every other student in the school knew that she wasn’t shy about playing hide and show with the boys. But my Liam? How could she? How could he? Didn’t he have any standards at all? I couldn’t stand it anymore! I didn’t want to know anything else about what happened! I pulled my panties up, fastened my jeans, opened the door and bolted for the safety of the corridor. My headlong rush had a chorus of giggles and cat calls echoing in the bathroom before the door closed behind me, but as if that wasn’t humiliating enough I ran right into Liam in the corridor, he had a buck on either side of him, but that didn’t stop the collision when I hit him square in the chest.

His books went flying and I ended up sprawled over him in what I’m sure must have looked like a very compromising position indeed. I was horrified when I realized what I’d done, that I was lying on Liam in the middle of the hallway with everyone staring at us. It got worse when the girls came streaming out of the bathroom to see what the commotion was. Everyone was laughing and pointing at me, calling out suggestions that made my ears burn, and my eyes tear up. I couldn’t even look at him, not knowing that he’d let himself be snared by Serena’s dubious charms. I scrambled to my feet and shoved past the gathered girls clutching the one book I’d managed to pick up to my chest as I ran down the halls.

The middle school having been built mostly by and for rodents had any number of hiding places, little corridors that ended abruptly, secret passage ways that let you get from one main corridor to another more quickly; it was in short laid out like a large warren. I took advantage of every one of those shorter passages that day trying to find a place to hide from the horror of what I’d just heard and done. I don’t know when I found the storage area under the stage where the chairs were kept and I have no idea how I wormed my way back into it until I hit a dead end corner, but that’s where Jordan found me.

It was inevitable that Jordan would find me. He always seemed to know just where to look when I rabbited, which I was doing more often these days. He didn’t say anything about what happened, just slipped in beside me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders pulling me close and letting me cry and cry and cry.

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