A Life in College: A Look Back, Part 3

Story by Darkvampire95 on SoFurry

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#9 of Life In College

Okay, this little flashback series here is done. I'll pick this story up with the character (me!) waking up after the Zoe scene.


"Shit, so you guys really did it?"

"Yeah," I nodded. I took a pull from my vapor pen, then blew the smoke into the warm night air. "I lasted a lot longer than I thought I would, I'll be honest."

"Mmm," Anji nodded. The wolf reached beside his foot and picked up a small bottle, then took a drink. The wolf growled, then put the bottle back down, licking his lips. It had been ten minutes since I'd left Chelsea's house, and Anji and I were sitting on his front porch. The wolf was drinking, I was smoking, and we were discussing what collage would be like once we were done with high school.

"So, are you gonna like go out with her now or what?" Anji asked.

"Well yeah," I looked at Anji, an annoyed look playing across my face. "We had sex, dude. I can't be like 'oh hey by the way, I just want to be friends.' That's not cool man."

"True," Anji nodded.

"Yeah," I nodded. "So to answer your question yeah, I'm gong to go out with her."

"Cool," Anji nodded. He let out a groan, putting his paws behind his head, and stretched himself in his chair. I took another pull from my E-cigarette, held the smoke, then blew it out in a slow and easy cloud. The night outside was cooler than the day, and it felt pretty damn good right now. I obviously was on top of the world, having just lost my virginity. True I was seventeen, and Chelsea was the same age as me. And it was also true that the whole "I'll tell my parents thing" was making me nervous. I hadn't ever meet her parents, and didn't know if her dad was one of those "kill the guys that have sex with my daughter" type of dads. If he was, I was totally fucked. If not, I was just a little less fucked. But I knew it was still going to be a big deal about Chelsea and I having sex.

"We'll be in college in a year," Anji said. He took another drink from the little bottle at his feet.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I guess we will huh?"

"Yep," Anji nodded. "You know I was thinking about moving in a couple of months."

"What?" I looked at him. "What do you mean move? Move where?"

"Long Beach," Anji said. "Out of Monticello."

"Why Long Beach?" I asked.

"Because there's this campus out there, called Green Pine University. It's a ten minute drive from the U to the beach." Anji looked at me, a dull gleam in his eye. "They've got a swimming pool to. On the campus. And they have dorms."

"Trying to pull me in to going?" I asked him. I smiled, taking a small hit from my vapor pen.

"Why wouldn't you go?" he asked. Anji looked at me, the gleam in his eye fading some. "Look, I know things haven't been the best with your mom lately."

"Don't remind me," I said quickly. I let a thin trickle of smoke drift out of my nose.

"That's what I'm saying," Anji continued. "If things don't get better, then come with me to Long Beach. Sign up when I do, and grab a dorm. They have a pool on campus, cafeteria, gym, running track. All the shit you need to make a life out there, they fucking have it man!"

"Okay," I nodded. "I get what your saying. Take off from this shitty, shell of a life and leave with you to Long Beach. Okay, I could do that. But what about everyone else out here? What about Cale and Rani, and Chelsea? What about Jade? What about Marcus?"

"They can come to," Anji said. "My fucking hummer will seat like, six. If everyone buddy buckles and ties their shit down, were golden. The California heat isn't gong to melt my dreams bro."

I snickered at the phrase he used, but when Anji looked at me I looked away. I took a hit from my vapor pen to avoid answering him, then paused to hold to smoke in. I blew it out of my mouth in a trail, then sniffled. But I ran the idea through my head. Long Beach was about five hours from Monticello, but that wasn't much of a problem. I didn't actually have much with me, in terms of possessions. I had my clothes, my phone, wallet, car, and then my guitar and skateboard. I looked at Anji, and the wolf looked back at me. That gleam was still lurking in his eyes, and I knew he was serious.

Let me quickly clarify that Anji has the best life that you could possibly want. He earns an allowance of one hundred bucks every three weeks from his parents, which he almost never spends. Both his parents are doctors by the way, and make a shit ton of money for their family of three. Anji, aside from being the popular guy in our small group, always has the most money, even though most of us have jobs. But Anji always has money, he'll be eighteen in four weeks, and his parents are very loose and easy going. Then, there's me and my mom. I don't think I need to explain very much.

"Okay," I nodded, looking at my friend. "lets say we all go to Long Beach, sign up for fall classes, and take dorms. What are we going to do? Who's going to work? Is everyone going to pick up a job, and pay for their own room and board? Their own food?"

"Yeah," Anji nodded. "Every picks up a job, gets money sent in by their parents, and pays for their own shit. No mooching, none of that shit. If you can't pay for your end, then you can jump back in your car and go home. But if you can pay, then you come on to Long Beach and shack up at Green Pine."

"I think your drunk and your putting this idea way out of proportion," I said. I looked at Anji, and the wolf threw a paw at me.

"Aw, fuck off," he drew the words out, slurring them just some. He must have realized that he proved my point about being drunk, because he sighed and ran a paw through his hair.

"Why all of a sudden?" I asked. "Why do you want to just take off, and abandon this life you've got? Your golden man. You've got your shit made out of diamond and silver. I don't know why you'd want to fuck it over and just leave."

"I'm not happy," Anji said quietly. His voice was lower, and his paws were tucked into his pants pockets. He looked at me, sniffled, then looked back to his driveway. His black hummer was sitting in the driveway, clean as usual. "I don't like the life I have right now," the wolf continued. "It's boring, and no fun. Sure I get to hang out with you at school and all the girls talk to me, but that's it. When I get home, I go to bed and sleep until the next day rolls around. Then I do it all over again. And you know my parents, there always at work during the nights. I'm alone at this place," he tossed a paw to his house, "And during the day I'm at school."

"What about the weekends?" I asked.

"I want to be out of the house on the weekends man!" Anji's voice picked up suddenly, and he sat up in his chair. "That's why I always call you, or Cale or somebody, to hang out with them. It sucks being here alone, all the time with nobody to talk to, or hang out with."

"Or love," I said. The words came on the heels of Anji's little speech, and I paused, wondering why I'd said that.

"That to," Anji said. He sat back in his chair, almost sulking. "All those girls just seem to throw themselves at me, and most of the time I'll take them in, one by one. Get to know them, get in close, then I just fuck them and leave!" he threw his paw up. "I've never gotten to really know any of those girls."

"Yeah," I nodded. I took a slow pull from my vapor pen, then blew the smoke out quickly. "Did you know that I'm gay?" I asked Anji. The words fell out of my mouth in a steady stream, and the wolf looked at me.

"What?" he slurred the word, leaving off the 't' but I understood him. "No, Thomas Orroro's not gay the last time I checked."

"Well, I am," I said. I sniffled, scratching my left ear. The various earrings jingled slightly as I scratched. "I'm not like full on gay, else I wouldn't have had sex with Chelsea just now. I'm only half gay."

"So your bi?" Anji asked.

"Yeah," I nodded. I looked over at Anji. The wolf looked back at me, his face a little groggy. Then he spit out a harsh laugh. I looked at him, feeling hurt for a second. Anji laughed again, then rubbed his face.

"So when you and that guy, what was his name, oh man..." the wolf snapped his fingers now, thinking.

"Ari," I said.

"Ari," Anji repeated the name. "The little fox, right? Had that one brown spot on his tail?"

"That's the one," I nodded. "We..." I trailed off, blushing some. "We did have sex, in his room. But, man..." again I paused. "It was just so good. I hand't ever done that before. But, I liked it I'll be honest."

"Dam," Anji shook his head. "In all the years."

"I never told you," I said. "I thought that you would just jump on me and fuck around with me and never let me here the end of it."

"So why tell me now?" Anji asked.

"Why not?" I replied. "I've already told my lesbian friend, and that was almost a year ago. I figured I might as well tell my best friend now, since were already on the topic of sex and what not."

"Right," Anji nodded. He picked up the little bottle at his feet, then tipped it to his lips. He pulled it away a second later though, then held it upside down. I looked at the wolf, then watched a few drops of liquor fall to the wolf's patio ground. Anji sighed and set the bottle back down by his feet, then rubbed his face.

"I feel tired, and worn down," Anji said. I didn't immediately reply. I knew what he meant though. About feeling worn down. I'd been feeling the same way for the past few months, with my job and school. Plus I only had one more year of high school to go through, then it was off to college.

"I know what you mean," I nodded. "You feel bored with your every day life and you want it to change."

"Listen to you, Thomas to philosopher!" Anji laughed again, his white teeth showing over his lips.

"Am I wrong?" I asked. I took a drag from my vapor pen, looking at Anji. The wolf looked back at me, still smiling. His smile faded a bit though.

"No, your not wrong," he said. "I do want my life to change. I feel overly pampered and cared for now, and I'm getting tired of it. I want to be on my own, pick up a job. Fend for myself, you know?"

"Yeah," I nodded. "I know what you mean."

"Mmm," Anji nodded. He tapped the now empty bottle with his foot.

Later, Anji and I went back inside of his house, and both fell asleep in his room. The wolf was tired and drunk, so he fell asleep fairly quick. He snores to, the bastard. There big, loud sucking noises that almost echo in his wide room, and they kept me up for a while. I was able to fall asleep though, glad that I had come back to Anji's house. Sometimes it was just good to talk to the guy.

My junior year of high school came and went, just like my sophomore and freshman year had. Over the summer I stayed at my current job, a pizzeria, and made the same minimum wage. Customers came in, got fed, and left. My coworkers and I came in, worked, got paid, and left. The same old same old.

The summer went to fast for me though. Of course I worked a lot, hung out with my friends, and started looking at colleges. I did check out the place Anji had mentioned. Green Pine University. I looked it up one night when I'd come home from work late, and my mom was in her usual spot on the couch. It was a wide spread campus, with a pool house, running track, gym, and everything in between. There were dorms, but they were damn expensive. I looked at all the courses they offered, and found that it was a four year college, and allowed all grades to stay on campus.

I tapped my paws on my laptops keyboard, thinking. School was starting soon, but I still had a month of summer to go. I leaned back in my desk chair, putting my paws behind my head. I didn't have much in terms of possessions, and my car would seat at least four, maybe five. It would be no big deal to pack up in a few weeks, tell my mom I was taking off, and then leave.

A Life in College: A Look Back, Part 2

"So, who's the lucky lady?" Anji asked me. "None of your damn buissnes, that's who," I snapped back. I had my paws stuffed into the pockets of my torn jeans, and was trying not the shuffle my feet. I was nervous though, and Anji's smart comments...

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A Life in College: A Look Back, Part 1

When I woke up the morning after last night, I was immediately happy. It was cool in my dorm, it was quiet, and I had Zoe laying on top of me. One of her small soft paws was laying in my own paw, and the cold sheets felt good against my naked body. Zoe...

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A Life in College: A Thought (and Action) Part 2

Picture this: guy's sitting on the floor at the side of his bed. On the bed is his girl, and she's got her ass in his face. Her legs are draped over his chest, and his paws have plenty of grabbing room. _NOT_ the most comfortable position to be in....

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