Small town, big secrets. Tigerkytti & Shara
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"Today is the day!", a voice cheerily rang through the hallways of the house as a teenage boy woke up. Richter hopped out of bed, his tail wagging excitedly as he walked to the bathroom. Richter loved mornings. He is always chalk full of energy in the morning, ready to move. Ready to do something. He first grabbed his hat before he opened the curtains, just in case. When he got inside the bathroom, he took it off and preceded to get ready for the day. While brushing his teeth, he always had to be careful not to rub the brush too hard on his canine teeth, or else he would have to buy a new one. Currently, the total number of toothbrushes in the waste basket was the average of two for the week. After brushing, he cleaned his face before he started on his hair. Since his hair naturally stuck up, he had to use a little bit of gel to keep it down to cover his dog ears and his elf ears. He didn't have to completely cover his elf ears since they almost looked human, but he felt like he had to be extra careful with his appearances now. Thankfully, the school allowed hats because it was hard to cover his canine ears with just hair.
The clock on the wall showed that he had half an hour to get ready before running off to his new school. Glad he took a shower last night, he quickly tossed off his clothes for the new ones his mother bought. It was a regular black collared shirt with buttons that was already ironed for him. His pants were a dark navy color and when he slipped them on, he had to use a belt. The pants were big enough so he could move shift his tail but not wag. Rolling up the bottom legs of the pants, he realized he probably looked a bit silly with his neat shirt accompanied with baggy pants. He laughed as he walked down the hall way and saw his reflection in the full length mirror. "Well, at least my shirt looks nice.", he said to himself, not dwelling on his appearance. His attention was quickly grabbed when he smelled something sweet. "Breakfast!", he thought happily to himself as he jumped down the stairs, too impatient to actually walk them.
His mother was just finished making pancakes as her son grabbed a chair. Immediately, Richter grabbed a fork and shoved the still hot pancake into his mouth, syrup getting on his mouth. The overestimated himself as only half the pancake fit into his mouth, while the other half fell back on the plate. "Richter. Show some table manners please.", his mother gently scold. She was 5'2, four inches shorter than Richter. Her face was heart shaped and it was clear who Richter inherited his gentle blue eyes from. Her shoulder length blonde hair was tied back into a bun, giving her a professional look that most doctors had. "Sorry mother. Just so hungry. I didn't eat last night.", Richter apologized with full mouth. His mother gave him a stern look before handing him a napkin. She took a seat next to him as his father came in. Standing at 6'1, it was almost funny to see his parents stand next to each other. Richter's father was a like an older, rougher version of himself. His hair was darker and his eyes were almost black, but his grin was just as kind.
"Good morning son. Ready for today's exciting adventure?", his father asked before shoving a whole pancake into his mouth in the same manner as Richter, which also earned him a stern look from the elf mother. Richter laughed as he finished his plate in record time, resisting the urge to lick his plate. "Yes sir. Speaking of school, I better get going now or I'll be late.", Richter said as he glanced at the kitchen clock. "Alright. If you have your tags and wand then you can go. Remember to be careful now.", his mother reminded. He smiled as he flashed his dog tag and bracelet. On one tag, there is an engraving of the moon, symbolizing his inu heritage. On the other, there is an engraving of the sun with a red gem in the middle, symbolizing 'good' magic and energies. His silver bracelet had a red gem hanging on it, good for conducting magic, which is why he nicknamed it his wand. He grabbed his large black backpack that was stuffed with his supplies, and went off.
His shoes hit the pavement and he started with a sprint. He had to hold on to his hat to make sure it wouldn't fly off as he ran. The sidewalks were mostly empty, with an occasional person here and there. He arrived at the school with a little under ten minutes to spare. He had met the principal yesterday with his parents and knew where his locker was, along with his classes. "I think it's...over here?", Richter muttered to himself, maneuvering around the groups of students standing there talking. "Look at the new kid." "Ha. Look at his pants." "Well, I think he looks cute." "He kind of looks suspicious. Look at that hat." He heard these comments as he arrived at his locker. Though his dog ears were down and under his hat, the students weren't exactly whispering. He unzipped his backpack and started to stuff his supplies inside the small locker.
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[[OOC: Lol. Sorry. A little long. ]]