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~~~Warning: This is a work of fiction. Amy and Valencia are BFFs and wouldn't act the way they do in this story.~~~
St. Honeybee Academy: a prestigious private boarding school for those who want the greatest education in the country. Only those from privileged families are lucky enough to attend. One such student is the Academy Idol, Valencia BloodHammer. Everything about this clouded leopard screams perfection. Her body: slim. Her bust: large. Her hips: wide. She was the ideal woman. Coming from a family of alumni, Valencia's admittance into St. Honeybee was assured before she was even born. She wore her red uniform with pride. With each step she took, her stiletto heels made a delightfully sexy click clack. Her hair blew majestically in the wind. She may very well have higher status than most of the teachers in this institution. She walks to school everyday surrounded by boys and girls. She has so many friends and she doesn't have to do much to make new friends. Making friends with Valencia ensured you popularity and status amongst the student body. Truly, Valencia BloodHammer is the very personification of perfection.
However, there are those who aren't so lucky, those who do not come from privilege, wealth, or alumni, but from scholarships. Amy Midnight is one such student. Having been lucky enough to just barely qualify for a full scholarship to St. Honeybee. These students were often looked down upon. Amy never quite understood why she was shunned. This blue feline definitely had a nice body. Her bust wasn't that big, but her hips are wide and voluptuous. Her royal blue hair was one of her defining features, with natural pink highlights, that should catch someone's attention. But alas, Amy was invisible. No one noticed her. The teachers described her as "shy, timid, and submissive." An odd choice of words, but shy and timid did describe Amy perfectly. Amy wore a red uniform like the rest of the student body, walking with her face glued to the floor. She heard the sound of laughter beside her. Turning to look at the source of the laughter, there she was: the Academy Idol, herself. Surrounded by her peers, a smile plastered to her face, and the sexiest student in attendance. Catching just a glimpse of this Goddess brought Amy to a grinding halt. Blush engulfed her cheeks. Amy's thoughts turned dirty. "KYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Amy squealed as she frantically ran to the main school building.
"What was that all about?" A tigress asked.
"Who was that?" A vixen asked, chewing gum.
"I donno. Whatever." A buff red wolf responded.
"I think she's in one of my classes. Such a goody two shoes." Valencia told her friends with a hint of superiority in her voice, looking down on the common folk.
"Loser!" A bunny girl said in a Valley Girl tone. The students laughed.
"Total loser!" Valencia said, still laughing.
DING~ DING~ DING~ DONG~
The bell sounded at 8:30 sharp. Amy was in her seat, but about five students and the teacher were tardy. Over the next five minutes students came in from the hall. The boys had dumb smiles on their faces and the girls were out of breath. At 8:40, Mr. Williams, a purple male rabbit stumbled into the classroom. He was out of breath and had a dumb grin on his face. "Looks like everyone's here, so let's begin class."
"Umm...Mr. Williams," Amy sputtered. "Jenny, Craig, Mimi, Ryan, and Keith were late. And so were you, Sir."
"Miss. Midnight that really doesn't matter. I was stuck in traffic this morning. And I'm sure Keith can attest to that." Mr. Williams said putting strange emphasis into his speech. The rest of the class giggled while Keith, a dark grey canine leaned back in his chair smirking. Amy clearly wasn't in on the joke. Homeroom continued as normal until 9:15 when the bell rang. Amy stood up and went to her locker. What awaited her there would change her life forever.
Amy walked down the hall, passing hot gossiping, couples making out, and popular students loitering around lockers. She paid them no mind, they weren't important. But upon reaching her locker, Amy's jaw dropped. Fiddling with the combo on the locker next to Amy's was Valencia. "Calm down Amy..." She told herself. "It's just the most popular girl in school. The sexiest girl in school, just so happens to have her locker right next to yours." Amy took a deep breath and slowly walked forward. "He-Hello to you." Amy said in a cute and girlish tone. A big genuine smile stretched from cheek to cheek, along with soft blush. Valencia looked away from her locker to the girl standing beside her.
"Oh...hello?" Valencia said with a disinterested tone of voice.
"OH MY GOD! SHE SPOKE TO ME!" Amy thought to herself.
"You're that girl from art class, right?" Valencia asked, checking her phone, still not fully paying attention.
"That's right, Miss. It truly is an honor to finally speak to you!" Amy had so many butterflies in her stomach.
"Yeah, I'm sure it is." Amy then had an idea.
"E-E-Excuse me Miss." Valencia looked away from her phone again to look at the blue cat. "Would you like to be friends?" Valencia looked at Amy, extremely disgusted by what she heard. Then, she burst out laughing.
"Oh that's rich! You think YOU can be MY friend?" She cracked up again. "You must be completely out of your mind. Why would someone of my status ever help a commoner like you?" Valencia's raucous laughter echoed through the hall. "You must be insane!"
"I'm serious!" Amy stated with firm conviction.
Valencia's laughing fit subsided. "Ya know I gotta thank you, kid." She ruffled Amy's hair. "You gave me the best laugh I've had in months! Heh heh. Ahhh...See ya in class." And with that, the Academy Idol was gone. Amy stood in the hall, completely motionless, lost in thought about what just happened. The bell rang and snapped Amy out of her stupor. She slowly walked to her next class.
As always, several students and the teacher were late. Amy was in deep thought, scribbling in her notebook. "How could she laugh? I just wanted to be friends. No, no that's not all. I wanna be popular...just like her. I want the popularity, the prestige, the status, the adoration." The students and teacher arrived, but Amy paid them no mind. "I don't have many friends. I'm all alone in this school. I hate it! I just wanna be liked!" Amy sighed, mindlessly sketching in her notebook. The whole class period passed in the blink of an eye, Amy hadn't even noticed what she was sketching. Upon seeing what she sketched, she quickly shut her notebook and continued to her next class.
In the hall, Amy saw Valencia again. "Hey Miss!" She called out. The Idol was about the turn the corner when Amy said, "I have a better idea. Please make me popular!"
"Noooope~" Valencia called back, not even looking at the blue cat. Amy sighed and slumped to her next class. Her class passed quickly again. Passing by Valencia again, Amy walked next to her, keeping up with her pace. "Please make me popular."
"Nope."
"Please! I beg of you!"
"I said no. So forget it!"
"I'm begging!"
"You call that begging? Come back when you learn how to grovel properly." And with that, Valencia reached her class. Amy went to her class and waited patiently to see Valencia again in the halls. Amy stood in front of the Academy Idol as she was walking with her friends. "Well, well, well, look who's here. Have you learned how to beg?"
"Please make me popular! I beg of you!" Amy pleaded.
"Hmmm…" Valencia thought long and hard for about a second. "Nope!" She laughed and walked right passed the pathetic sight. Blush had covered Amy's face. She was embarrassed, but she didn't care. It didn't hurt as much as being rejected once again. After fourth period, it would be lunch. Amy was planning out what to do during her class. This would be the ultimate plea for help. If this didn't work, it is very unlikely anything else would. Once again class flew by quickly. Amy gathered her things and was about to make a mad dash to the lunchroom.
"Miss. Midnight, a moment please." That voice dripping with Ivy League snootiness. Mr. Accron was standing at the front of the classroom, waiting for the room to empty out, leaving only him and his student. Once the last student left, Amy walked up to the teacher's desk.
"Yes, Mr. Accron?" Amy said, looking up at the 40-something year old panther. Mr. Accron always wore a pretentious suit and tie. He had a touch of grey in his auburn hair, which at least gave him the appearance of sophistication.
"Yes, I am concerned about you Miss. Midnight. You love my class and are always the first to answer questions. Today though, you looked as though you had your head in the clouds. Is something the matter at home, young one?" Though he may have looked and sounded like a wasp, Mr. Accron truly cared about his students.
"I'm sorry sir." Amy said. "Nothing's wrong at home...I just..." Amy paused, thinking of a way to not tell the whole truth. "I just have a lot on my mind right now."
"Yes, you are at THAT age aren't you? Miss. Midnight, I would strongly advise you not to search for romance in this institution. You may come to find that it's not love these students are looking for." Mr. Accron placed a paw on Amy's shoulder. "This institution really is not meant for the crème of the proverbial crop. Most of these young men and women are here for different reasons, some might say, scandalous reasons. I do not wish to see you fall down the same rabbit hole most of the students and faculty have fallen down."
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Just promise me you will not go falling in love with any of the men at this institution."
"Don't worry sir. Boys are the furthest thing from my mind." Amy said with a bright heart-warming smile.
"That's a good girl." Amy blushed at the sentiment. "Now head on to lunch. Thank you for your time."
"I-I will, sir. You're welcome, sir." Amy left the classroom with renewed resolve. "I don't need boys. I just need her." She said, walking down the halls, passing more couples making out, but of course, she paid them no mind.
In the lunchroom, Amy scanned the premises searching for the one person in this school she needed in her life. The lunchroom was an elaborate dinning hall lifted right from a Victorian romance. Tables were adorned with frilled white tablecloths. Napkins and utensils were already set. It's a shame that most of the boys who attended St. Honeybee Academy lacked proper table manners. At the very least, there was a private dinning for the most prestigious students of this prestigious academy. If Valencia was anywhere, she'd be there. Amy walked to a set of double doors. Placing her paws on the doors, she took a deep breath. "You can do this Amy..." She said to herself. Amy pushed and the doors swung open revealing a fancy dinning room. Paintings decorated the walls; there was even a fountain in the center of the room. There were only four circular tables in this room, set exactly the same as those in the main dinning hall; however, there were butlers and maids waiting on the students. Classical music played throughout the room as well. It was a room fit for a Duchess to have Afternoon Tea.
As soon as Amy set foot into the private dinning hall, everyone froze and looked directly at the blue cat. Amy had severe anxiety and all of the eyes on her made it very uncomfortable. "You can do this Amy!" She thought, confidently walking over to the table at the northwest quadrant, the table where Valencia sat with her friends. "Miss. Valencia BloodHammer!" Amy blurted out, still trying to fain confidence. The tigress, vixen, red wolf, and bunny from this morning were sitting at Valencia's table
"What do you think you're doing? Talking that way to Miss. Valencia?" The bunny asked in her Valley Girl mannerisms.
"And on top of that, why are you even in here, commoner? The tigress said like a posh socialite.
"Ya want me to get rid of her for ya?" The red wolf said, acting as though he were a bodyguard.
"That's enough everyone. What do you wish to say, little kitten?" Valencia said, almost as though she were just acting.
In an instant, Amy fell to the floor, bowing to the Academy Idol. "Please Miss. BloodHammer, I beg of you. Please be friends with me. Please make me popular. I would be honored if you would take me as your pupil and mold me however you see fit." Amy's eyes were glued to the floor, hiding any sign of blush, and she stayed knelt at the table.
"Look at me little kitten." Amy looked up at Valencia, who smirked. "You're a nice girl, but I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help you. You see, being nice gets you nowhere in this school. You don't even know why we're at this school, don't you?" Amy's heart sank painfully into her chest. "And on top of all of that, we only have one class together, and you think that's enough for you to think you know me? You don't even know your own place." Amy's heart sank into her stomach. "You think I don't notice you 'covertly' checking me out, wishing you were at my side. Look hun, if you were lucky enough, the most you could ever be to me is as my indentured servant, or if you were very lucky, my slave." The thought of serving Valencia did always appeal to Amy, but the pain in her heart cancelled out any happiness she would have felt from the idea. "Do you want to know why this will NEVER happen?" Valencia asked Amy, who was frozen in place from pain and embarrassment. "I hate your guts. If you really wish to make me happy..." Valencia's eyes narrowed evilly, "...get out of my face and leave me alone."
Amy's heart shattered. She stood up, tears threatening her guise of confidence. "Like, get out of here!" The bunny demanded.
"What are you still doing in here commoner?" Amy's tears streamed down her face.
"Hey everyone! Getta load 'a' the crybaby! You gonna cry, baby?!" The red wolf bullied. The other students in the room snickered and giggled at the display.
Amy burst into tears and answered the bully with a simple, yes. As she turned around Valencia saw something that she hadn't seen in this cat before. She couldn't place her finger on what it was, but something was there. Amy ran through the dinning hall crying.
"Wow. I've like, never seen you lay into someone like that before." The bunny said.
"Yeah..." Valencia said feeling rather unsure of herself.
"If she ever comes near you again, I'll take good care of her for ya!" The red wolf said, licking his lips.
"There is no need to be that disgusting..." Valencia told her guy friend. "I'll take care of her myself." Valencia thought long and hard. What was it about this persistent kitty spoke to her?
"It's a shame ya let her go like that M'Lady. I think she would've made a great slave." The vixen said. Then it hit her. That's what it was. It was the willingness that girl had to completely embarrass herself all for the approval of the Academy Idol.
"Not a slave, Vixxy. Something more..." Valencia's eyes opened widely. She took out her sketchbook and started sketching the blue cat. "I have an idea. After school, go to the usual place without me." Valencia finished her sketch of Amy and started a new one.
Lunch ended and Valencia stopped by her locker, expecting to see Amy there. Sure enough, she was there at her locker. Amy's eyes were puffy and red from all the crying. "P-Please...I'll gladly be your slave..." Amy protested.
"What will it take for you to understand that I hate you? Ciao Kitten." Valencia walked away, carelessly dropping a piece of paper. Picking it up, Amy called out,
"You-You dropped this!" Valencia was out of earshot. Amy turned the sheet of paper of revealing a sketch of herself. Amy was baffled. If she were hated, why would Valencia have a sketch of her? Amy examined the static pose and saw Valencia's signature. "She drew this?" She put the sketch in her binder and head off to class.
Fifth and sixth periods dragged on forever. Amy paid no attention in class and was just happy when seventh period rolled around and she could go to art, the class she shared with Valencia. She stopped by her locker to grab her backpack so she could leave right when the bell rang. Upon reaching the art room, Amy was in shock. Every table was full, except for one. And at that table was the Academy Idol. Amy sat across from her and took out her sketchbook. She didn't even look at the Goddess sitting opposite her. With pencil to paper, Amy worked a vent art, putting her very heart on paper. Valencia was working on another sketch, trying to keep it hidden. Amy did manage to catch glimpses at the hidden sketch, which featured two individuals embracing by a gate. It was amazing how fast Valencia could sketch. She truly was perfect in every way.
"Ummm..." Amy muttered.
"What?" Valencia said after a long, frustrated sigh. Amy pulled out the sketch from earlier.
"You dropped this at your locker. You can have it back."
Valencia blushed and was shocked, "Oh no! How could I have been so careless? To let you, of all people see this. You must forget everything about this."
"I-I can't!" Amy yelled. Everyone stared at her. "S-s-sorry..." She stammered. When the rest of the class went back to their own projects, Amy whispered, "I can't forget it. I can't believe that you really hate me. I want the truth." Valencia finished her sketch and began work on another, ignoring Amy. Valencia wrote something on her first sketch and tore it out of sketchbook. She then slid it over to Amy. It was the sketch of two individuals embracing in front of a gate. The two figures in the sketch were Amy and Valencia. The words on the piece read,
"Wait for me in front of the school gate."
Amy was over the moon. It was as if her wish was going to come true. The rest of class was a joy. Amy sketched Valencia for the remainder of the period, trying as best she could to capture her very perfection on paper.
The final bell rang. Valencia stood up and once again, "carelessly" dropped all of her sketches. Amy rounded them up. How could the Academy Idol be so clumsy?
Looking at the sketches made Amy's head swim. Each sketch featured Amy posing seductively, or involved in a sexual act. "Does she...actually like me?" Amy questioned.
"Miss. Midnight~" A sing-songy voice called to her. Miss. Io, the art teacher was a snow leopard and dressed in a bohemian style. "I'm afraid it's time to leave~" She said.
"Y-Yes Ma'am! I'll see you tomorrow, Miss. Io!" Amy left the room and made her way to the school gate to await the truth. She watched as wave after wave of students left, she just waited there. Amy saw the Valencia's entourage walk off campus. Since Valencia wasn't with them, she must still be here. As soon as every student left, Amy was getting impatient. "Did she lie to me? Maybe she forgot. Maybe this is just a cruel joke."
"C'mere Kitten." A seductive voice called to her from the bushes. Amy walked over and saw Valencia standing among the plants. "This is where I come to be at peace. I love plants, but I'm sure you already knew that." Amy nodded in reply. She was about to speak when Valencia placed a finger on her lips. "Shhhh…I know what you want me to tell you. The truth is...first can you promise not to tell anyone?" Valencia spoke as if she were a completely different person. Amy nodded again. "Good girl." And with that, Amy's cheeks turned bright pink.
"The truth is, I have to put on this persona at school. As the Academy Idol, I am expected to put on this mask and act the way everyone expects me to. It's very tiring. Sometimes, I want to just drop the act and be me. And I feel I can be my true self with you around. I too have watched you from afar. You're the most amazing girl I've ever seen in my life. I want to be your friend; truly, I do, but the Idol befriending a common girl. I hope you can see how that would disturb the balance of the student body. Now tell me Kitten, do you truly want me to make you popular?"
"Y-Yes Miss." Amy said, playing right into Valencia's paw.
"You should know that popularity come with a price. Are you prepared for that?" Amy nodded. "If you want to be my friend then you must prove yourself." Valencia took a scrap of paper. She scribbled something on it and handed it to Amy. "Meet me at this address at 7:00 tonight. We shall see how dedicated you are. Ciao Kitten."
"P-Please wait!" Amy walked over to Valencia and hugged her. "Like in your sketch." Amy purred happily, holding the most important girl in the world in her arms. A minute passed.
"Kitten, I have to go get ready for tonight, and so do you."
"Oh right!" Amy lightly smacked herself. "I'll see you tonight!" She said, running to the dorms. As soon as Amy was out of sight, Valencia took out her phone.
"The plan is in motion. Have everything ready before I get there." She ended the call and snickered. "Oh, you'll be popular Kitten...VERY popular." Valencia burst out laughing. "This will be the most fun I've had in a long time."
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St. Honeybee Academy: a prestigious private boarding school for those who want the greatest education in the country. Only those from privileged families are lucky enough to attend. One such student is the Academy Idol, Valencia BloodHammer. Everything about this clouded leopard screams perfection. Her body: slim. Her bust: large. Her hips: wide. She was the ideal woman. Coming from a family of alumni, Valencia's admittance into St. Honeybee was assured before she was even born. She wore her red uniform with pride. With each step she took, her stiletto heels made a delightfully sexy click clack. Her hair blew majestically in the wind. She may very well have higher status than most of the teachers in this institution. She walks to school everyday surrounded by boys and girls. She has so many friends and she doesn't have to do much to make new friends. Making friends with Valencia ensured you popularity and status amongst the student body. Truly, Valencia BloodHammer is the very personification of perfection.
However, there are those who aren't so lucky, those who do not come from privilege, wealth, or alumni, but from scholarships. Amy Midnight is one such student. Having been lucky enough to just barely qualify for a full scholarship to St. Honeybee. These students were often looked down upon. Amy never quite understood why she was shunned. This blue feline definitely had a nice body. Her bust wasn't that big, but her hips are wide and voluptuous. Her royal blue hair was one of her defining features, with natural pink highlights, that should catch someone's attention. But alas, Amy was invisible. No one noticed her. The teachers described her as "shy, timid, and submissive." An odd choice of words, but shy and timid did describe Amy perfectly. Amy wore a red uniform like the rest of the student body, walking with her face glued to the floor. She heard the sound of laughter beside her. Turning to look at the source of the laughter, there she was: the Academy Idol, herself. Surrounded by her peers, a smile plastered to her face, and the sexiest student in attendance. Catching just a glimpse of this Goddess brought Amy to a grinding halt. Blush engulfed her cheeks. Amy's thoughts turned dirty. "KYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Amy squealed as she frantically ran to the main school building.
"What was that all about?" A tigress asked.
"Who was that?" A vixen asked, chewing gum.
"I donno. Whatever." A buff red wolf responded.
"I think she's in one of my classes. Such a goody two shoes." Valencia told her friends with a hint of superiority in her voice, looking down on the common folk.
"Loser!" A bunny girl said in a Valley Girl tone. The students laughed.
"Total loser!" Valencia said, still laughing.
DING~ DING~ DING~ DONG~
The bell sounded at 8:30 sharp. Amy was in her seat, but about five students and the teacher were tardy. Over the next five minutes students came in from the hall. The boys had dumb smiles on their faces and the girls were out of breath. At 8:40, Mr. Williams, a purple male rabbit stumbled into the classroom. He was out of breath and had a dumb grin on his face. "Looks like everyone's here, so let's begin class."
"Umm...Mr. Williams," Amy sputtered. "Jenny, Craig, Mimi, Ryan, and Keith were late. And so were you, Sir."
"Miss. Midnight that really doesn't matter. I was stuck in traffic this morning. And I'm sure Keith can attest to that." Mr. Williams said putting strange emphasis into his speech. The rest of the class giggled while Keith, a dark grey canine leaned back in his chair smirking. Amy clearly wasn't in on the joke. Homeroom continued as normal until 9:15 when the bell rang. Amy stood up and went to her locker. What awaited her there would change her life forever.
Amy walked down the hall, passing hot gossiping, couples making out, and popular students loitering around lockers. She paid them no mind, they weren't important. But upon reaching her locker, Amy's jaw dropped. Fiddling with the combo on the locker next to Amy's was Valencia. "Calm down Amy..." She told herself. "It's just the most popular girl in school. The sexiest girl in school, just so happens to have her locker right next to yours." Amy took a deep breath and slowly walked forward. "He-Hello to you." Amy said in a cute and girlish tone. A big genuine smile stretched from cheek to cheek, along with soft blush. Valencia looked away from her locker to the girl standing beside her.
"Oh...hello?" Valencia said with a disinterested tone of voice.
"OH MY GOD! SHE SPOKE TO ME!" Amy thought to herself.
"You're that girl from art class, right?" Valencia asked, checking her phone, still not fully paying attention.
"That's right, Miss. It truly is an honor to finally speak to you!" Amy had so many butterflies in her stomach.
"Yeah, I'm sure it is." Amy then had an idea.
"E-E-Excuse me Miss." Valencia looked away from her phone again to look at the blue cat. "Would you like to be friends?" Valencia looked at Amy, extremely disgusted by what she heard. Then, she burst out laughing.
"Oh that's rich! You think YOU can be MY friend?" She cracked up again. "You must be completely out of your mind. Why would someone of my status ever help a commoner like you?" Valencia's raucous laughter echoed through the hall. "You must be insane!"
"I'm serious!" Amy stated with firm conviction.
Valencia's laughing fit subsided. "Ya know I gotta thank you, kid." She ruffled Amy's hair. "You gave me the best laugh I've had in months! Heh heh. Ahhh...See ya in class." And with that, the Academy Idol was gone. Amy stood in the hall, completely motionless, lost in thought about what just happened. The bell rang and snapped Amy out of her stupor. She slowly walked to her next class.
As always, several students and the teacher were late. Amy was in deep thought, scribbling in her notebook. "How could she laugh? I just wanted to be friends. No, no that's not all. I wanna be popular...just like her. I want the popularity, the prestige, the status, the adoration." The students and teacher arrived, but Amy paid them no mind. "I don't have many friends. I'm all alone in this school. I hate it! I just wanna be liked!" Amy sighed, mindlessly sketching in her notebook. The whole class period passed in the blink of an eye, Amy hadn't even noticed what she was sketching. Upon seeing what she sketched, she quickly shut her notebook and continued to her next class.
In the hall, Amy saw Valencia again. "Hey Miss!" She called out. The Idol was about the turn the corner when Amy said, "I have a better idea. Please make me popular!"
"Noooope~" Valencia called back, not even looking at the blue cat. Amy sighed and slumped to her next class. Her class passed quickly again. Passing by Valencia again, Amy walked next to her, keeping up with her pace. "Please make me popular."
"Nope."
"Please! I beg of you!"
"I said no. So forget it!"
"I'm begging!"
"You call that begging? Come back when you learn how to grovel properly." And with that, Valencia reached her class. Amy went to her class and waited patiently to see Valencia again in the halls. Amy stood in front of the Academy Idol as she was walking with her friends. "Well, well, well, look who's here. Have you learned how to beg?"
"Please make me popular! I beg of you!" Amy pleaded.
"Hmmm…" Valencia thought long and hard for about a second. "Nope!" She laughed and walked right passed the pathetic sight. Blush had covered Amy's face. She was embarrassed, but she didn't care. It didn't hurt as much as being rejected once again. After fourth period, it would be lunch. Amy was planning out what to do during her class. This would be the ultimate plea for help. If this didn't work, it is very unlikely anything else would. Once again class flew by quickly. Amy gathered her things and was about to make a mad dash to the lunchroom.
"Miss. Midnight, a moment please." That voice dripping with Ivy League snootiness. Mr. Accron was standing at the front of the classroom, waiting for the room to empty out, leaving only him and his student. Once the last student left, Amy walked up to the teacher's desk.
"Yes, Mr. Accron?" Amy said, looking up at the 40-something year old panther. Mr. Accron always wore a pretentious suit and tie. He had a touch of grey in his auburn hair, which at least gave him the appearance of sophistication.
"Yes, I am concerned about you Miss. Midnight. You love my class and are always the first to answer questions. Today though, you looked as though you had your head in the clouds. Is something the matter at home, young one?" Though he may have looked and sounded like a wasp, Mr. Accron truly cared about his students.
"I'm sorry sir." Amy said. "Nothing's wrong at home...I just..." Amy paused, thinking of a way to not tell the whole truth. "I just have a lot on my mind right now."
"Yes, you are at THAT age aren't you? Miss. Midnight, I would strongly advise you not to search for romance in this institution. You may come to find that it's not love these students are looking for." Mr. Accron placed a paw on Amy's shoulder. "This institution really is not meant for the crème of the proverbial crop. Most of these young men and women are here for different reasons, some might say, scandalous reasons. I do not wish to see you fall down the same rabbit hole most of the students and faculty have fallen down."
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Just promise me you will not go falling in love with any of the men at this institution."
"Don't worry sir. Boys are the furthest thing from my mind." Amy said with a bright heart-warming smile.
"That's a good girl." Amy blushed at the sentiment. "Now head on to lunch. Thank you for your time."
"I-I will, sir. You're welcome, sir." Amy left the classroom with renewed resolve. "I don't need boys. I just need her." She said, walking down the halls, passing more couples making out, but of course, she paid them no mind.
In the lunchroom, Amy scanned the premises searching for the one person in this school she needed in her life. The lunchroom was an elaborate dinning hall lifted right from a Victorian romance. Tables were adorned with frilled white tablecloths. Napkins and utensils were already set. It's a shame that most of the boys who attended St. Honeybee Academy lacked proper table manners. At the very least, there was a private dinning for the most prestigious students of this prestigious academy. If Valencia was anywhere, she'd be there. Amy walked to a set of double doors. Placing her paws on the doors, she took a deep breath. "You can do this Amy..." She said to herself. Amy pushed and the doors swung open revealing a fancy dinning room. Paintings decorated the walls; there was even a fountain in the center of the room. There were only four circular tables in this room, set exactly the same as those in the main dinning hall; however, there were butlers and maids waiting on the students. Classical music played throughout the room as well. It was a room fit for a Duchess to have Afternoon Tea.
As soon as Amy set foot into the private dinning hall, everyone froze and looked directly at the blue cat. Amy had severe anxiety and all of the eyes on her made it very uncomfortable. "You can do this Amy!" She thought, confidently walking over to the table at the northwest quadrant, the table where Valencia sat with her friends. "Miss. Valencia BloodHammer!" Amy blurted out, still trying to fain confidence. The tigress, vixen, red wolf, and bunny from this morning were sitting at Valencia's table
"What do you think you're doing? Talking that way to Miss. Valencia?" The bunny asked in her Valley Girl mannerisms.
"And on top of that, why are you even in here, commoner? The tigress said like a posh socialite.
"Ya want me to get rid of her for ya?" The red wolf said, acting as though he were a bodyguard.
"That's enough everyone. What do you wish to say, little kitten?" Valencia said, almost as though she were just acting.
In an instant, Amy fell to the floor, bowing to the Academy Idol. "Please Miss. BloodHammer, I beg of you. Please be friends with me. Please make me popular. I would be honored if you would take me as your pupil and mold me however you see fit." Amy's eyes were glued to the floor, hiding any sign of blush, and she stayed knelt at the table.
"Look at me little kitten." Amy looked up at Valencia, who smirked. "You're a nice girl, but I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help you. You see, being nice gets you nowhere in this school. You don't even know why we're at this school, don't you?" Amy's heart sank painfully into her chest. "And on top of all of that, we only have one class together, and you think that's enough for you to think you know me? You don't even know your own place." Amy's heart sank into her stomach. "You think I don't notice you 'covertly' checking me out, wishing you were at my side. Look hun, if you were lucky enough, the most you could ever be to me is as my indentured servant, or if you were very lucky, my slave." The thought of serving Valencia did always appeal to Amy, but the pain in her heart cancelled out any happiness she would have felt from the idea. "Do you want to know why this will NEVER happen?" Valencia asked Amy, who was frozen in place from pain and embarrassment. "I hate your guts. If you really wish to make me happy..." Valencia's eyes narrowed evilly, "...get out of my face and leave me alone."
Amy's heart shattered. She stood up, tears threatening her guise of confidence. "Like, get out of here!" The bunny demanded.
"What are you still doing in here commoner?" Amy's tears streamed down her face.
"Hey everyone! Getta load 'a' the crybaby! You gonna cry, baby?!" The red wolf bullied. The other students in the room snickered and giggled at the display.
Amy burst into tears and answered the bully with a simple, yes. As she turned around Valencia saw something that she hadn't seen in this cat before. She couldn't place her finger on what it was, but something was there. Amy ran through the dinning hall crying.
"Wow. I've like, never seen you lay into someone like that before." The bunny said.
"Yeah..." Valencia said feeling rather unsure of herself.
"If she ever comes near you again, I'll take good care of her for ya!" The red wolf said, licking his lips.
"There is no need to be that disgusting..." Valencia told her guy friend. "I'll take care of her myself." Valencia thought long and hard. What was it about this persistent kitty spoke to her?
"It's a shame ya let her go like that M'Lady. I think she would've made a great slave." The vixen said. Then it hit her. That's what it was. It was the willingness that girl had to completely embarrass herself all for the approval of the Academy Idol.
"Not a slave, Vixxy. Something more..." Valencia's eyes opened widely. She took out her sketchbook and started sketching the blue cat. "I have an idea. After school, go to the usual place without me." Valencia finished her sketch of Amy and started a new one.
Lunch ended and Valencia stopped by her locker, expecting to see Amy there. Sure enough, she was there at her locker. Amy's eyes were puffy and red from all the crying. "P-Please...I'll gladly be your slave..." Amy protested.
"What will it take for you to understand that I hate you? Ciao Kitten." Valencia walked away, carelessly dropping a piece of paper. Picking it up, Amy called out,
"You-You dropped this!" Valencia was out of earshot. Amy turned the sheet of paper of revealing a sketch of herself. Amy was baffled. If she were hated, why would Valencia have a sketch of her? Amy examined the static pose and saw Valencia's signature. "She drew this?" She put the sketch in her binder and head off to class.
Fifth and sixth periods dragged on forever. Amy paid no attention in class and was just happy when seventh period rolled around and she could go to art, the class she shared with Valencia. She stopped by her locker to grab her backpack so she could leave right when the bell rang. Upon reaching the art room, Amy was in shock. Every table was full, except for one. And at that table was the Academy Idol. Amy sat across from her and took out her sketchbook. She didn't even look at the Goddess sitting opposite her. With pencil to paper, Amy worked a vent art, putting her very heart on paper. Valencia was working on another sketch, trying to keep it hidden. Amy did manage to catch glimpses at the hidden sketch, which featured two individuals embracing by a gate. It was amazing how fast Valencia could sketch. She truly was perfect in every way.
"Ummm..." Amy muttered.
"What?" Valencia said after a long, frustrated sigh. Amy pulled out the sketch from earlier.
"You dropped this at your locker. You can have it back."
Valencia blushed and was shocked, "Oh no! How could I have been so careless? To let you, of all people see this. You must forget everything about this."
"I-I can't!" Amy yelled. Everyone stared at her. "S-s-sorry..." She stammered. When the rest of the class went back to their own projects, Amy whispered, "I can't forget it. I can't believe that you really hate me. I want the truth." Valencia finished her sketch and began work on another, ignoring Amy. Valencia wrote something on her first sketch and tore it out of sketchbook. She then slid it over to Amy. It was the sketch of two individuals embracing in front of a gate. The two figures in the sketch were Amy and Valencia. The words on the piece read,
"Wait for me in front of the school gate."
Amy was over the moon. It was as if her wish was going to come true. The rest of class was a joy. Amy sketched Valencia for the remainder of the period, trying as best she could to capture her very perfection on paper.
The final bell rang. Valencia stood up and once again, "carelessly" dropped all of her sketches. Amy rounded them up. How could the Academy Idol be so clumsy?
Looking at the sketches made Amy's head swim. Each sketch featured Amy posing seductively, or involved in a sexual act. "Does she...actually like me?" Amy questioned.
"Miss. Midnight~" A sing-songy voice called to her. Miss. Io, the art teacher was a snow leopard and dressed in a bohemian style. "I'm afraid it's time to leave~" She said.
"Y-Yes Ma'am! I'll see you tomorrow, Miss. Io!" Amy left the room and made her way to the school gate to await the truth. She watched as wave after wave of students left, she just waited there. Amy saw the Valencia's entourage walk off campus. Since Valencia wasn't with them, she must still be here. As soon as every student left, Amy was getting impatient. "Did she lie to me? Maybe she forgot. Maybe this is just a cruel joke."
"C'mere Kitten." A seductive voice called to her from the bushes. Amy walked over and saw Valencia standing among the plants. "This is where I come to be at peace. I love plants, but I'm sure you already knew that." Amy nodded in reply. She was about to speak when Valencia placed a finger on her lips. "Shhhh…I know what you want me to tell you. The truth is...first can you promise not to tell anyone?" Valencia spoke as if she were a completely different person. Amy nodded again. "Good girl." And with that, Amy's cheeks turned bright pink.
"The truth is, I have to put on this persona at school. As the Academy Idol, I am expected to put on this mask and act the way everyone expects me to. It's very tiring. Sometimes, I want to just drop the act and be me. And I feel I can be my true self with you around. I too have watched you from afar. You're the most amazing girl I've ever seen in my life. I want to be your friend; truly, I do, but the Idol befriending a common girl. I hope you can see how that would disturb the balance of the student body. Now tell me Kitten, do you truly want me to make you popular?"
"Y-Yes Miss." Amy said, playing right into Valencia's paw.
"You should know that popularity come with a price. Are you prepared for that?" Amy nodded. "If you want to be my friend then you must prove yourself." Valencia took a scrap of paper. She scribbled something on it and handed it to Amy. "Meet me at this address at 7:00 tonight. We shall see how dedicated you are. Ciao Kitten."
"P-Please wait!" Amy walked over to Valencia and hugged her. "Like in your sketch." Amy purred happily, holding the most important girl in the world in her arms. A minute passed.
"Kitten, I have to go get ready for tonight, and so do you."
"Oh right!" Amy lightly smacked herself. "I'll see you tonight!" She said, running to the dorms. As soon as Amy was out of sight, Valencia took out her phone.
"The plan is in motion. Have everything ready before I get there." She ended the call and snickered. "Oh, you'll be popular Kitten...VERY popular." Valencia burst out laughing. "This will be the most fun I've had in a long time."
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An art/story Collab with
NeatoFlamingo. This is our second project. This will be a multi-chapter story. Remember, Valencia would never treat Amy in such a way. This is a work of fiction. Chapter 2: Coming Soon
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