As before, the events in this story are very real. I put it in a different feel so it will keep the reader interested.



Monopolization


Monday 10:06 am, start of third period.

I knew that voice anywhere, “Ty?” “Ya?” “What are you doing?” I got off of Tyson and helped him up; the dark room was fairly lit because of the small door window. Tyson’s fur was ruffled but still white where it was supposed to be. I asked him, “What the hell were you doing?” He didn’t give me a straight answer, he just looked away and said, “Sean said, and I quote; ‘Steve doesn’t have the balls to say that he likes you. So I’m asking you if the feelings mutual’” He looked back at me and said, “I didn’t know that you liked me at all. I was shocked but nonetheless happy.” “Why happy?” He looked deep into my eyes and said, “I always thought that I was the only one in the school who felt the same way about guys.”
The day kind of went by fast. Before I knew it, it was already seventh period, which is my Physical science class. My teachers name was Scott Krasein and he was a fairly tall wolf, black with a little bit of white on his ears and his tail. We had a Test on Thursday and the assignment for the day was a chapter review. It wasn’t too hard because most of the assignment consisted of finding out what the temperature is on a Kalvin scale when given the Celsius temperature. I had all the formulas down on notes and I was done in almost 1/4th of the class time. Once I handed the assignment in I asked to go down to the music room. Scott said “Sure, but remember you got a test on Thursday.” I nodded and took the hall pass he was holding.
Mr. Beck’s room was on the lower level and on the opposite side of the school. He was a human with a taste for piano music. But I wasn’t going to play any piano music at the time. Along the way I stopped at my locker, which was between my destination and me. I placed my books on the top shelf and closed it. As I turned around I was met with a kiss out of nowhere; but it was just Ty and I allowed it. But once we broke our kiss I quickly looked around and the only ones in the hall were Tyson and I. “Were you going?” Ty asked. “I was just heading to the music room.” Tyson and I were basically together now; and I couldn’t be anymore happy. “Oh I was just about to go there myself.” I smiled and we both, slowly, walked to the music room.
I heard some drums in the storage room. That’s were the electric guitar and the drums were placed so that the sound won’t disturb the rest of the class. I gave Mr. Beck my pass and so did Ty. Ty sat down in front of the piano and started to play the Fur Elise, which is my favorite piano song. Ty was amazing at piano. He mastered the left and right parts of the song. He even incorporated the foot pedals. I knew this song on guitar so I went into the ‘Rock’ room (which is what we call it) and grabbed an acoustic.
The guitar was in tune so I didn’t need too toy with it. I sat down just to the left of him and started to pick up where he left off. Ty got the idea and continued. Soon Dominic came out of the ‘Rock’ Room with a guitar in hand. He started to play the bass notes to the Fur Elise. Once we all got past the first few verses I took lead in the fourth verse, which, to anyone, would be difficult. But I got through it. We finished the song with a C chord and we all laughed. The students looking, on clapped there hands and Mr. Beck was all smiles. A perfect end to a Monday.

Once the bus pulled out of my drive way I walked down the, now snow covered, driveway to my house. I had to feed the horses so I knew that I couldn’t just start texting Ty as soon as I got into the house. I didn’t really need much; I had my knife on me and I had my thick ‘Dickies’ coat so I was ready.
It was snowing hard but my coat provided subsequent protection even though my fur was warming me more then the coat was. My dad had two four wheelers. He obtained them when he worked for the reservation housing. His boss thought he might need them to periodically check the massive water tanks perched on the hill behind our house; though he never really did check on any of the tanks because after his knee went out he switched his job to work for the Tribal College The housing never came for the four-wheelers. One was an automatic and was colored red; the other was a manual and was colored yellow. I took the Automatic because it had four-wheel drive and a fuller gas tank.
I let the Four-wheeler warm up then I drove to the back of the house where all the Hay was kept. My dad had someone who picked up his Hay for him but he moved away and we were reduced to picking up Hay manually. It didn’t suck too badly because the Hay this year was abnormally light, and loosely bailed. Not like the previous year when every bail weighed from 80 to 120 pounds and were longer then the four-wheeler is wide.
The snow was heavy and very wet so the bails were at least ten pounds heavier. But it wasn’t too much of a challenge. When I got to the fence I noticed that the horses were just on the other side. I had to chase them to the middle of the field so that they wouldn’t escape out the open fence. I have three outside dogs; Joe the biggest, No Name (that’s really his name :3) and Choko, the littlest. I love these dogs but they have a bad habit of chasing the horses around every time I feed them.
When I feed my horses I unload both Bails of hay on opposite sides of the field. I was on the second bail of hay and the horses were just to my left, walking in the direction I was headed. Joe and Choko were barking at the horses but No Name was to the right of the four-wheeler. I heard a very loud yelp and as I started to turn my head No Name darted right in front of the four-wheeler, which was traveling at 16 miles per hour. I pulled the breaks back and turned very sharply. The four-wheeler wheel caught a slight hill in the ground and I flipped sideways. The next thing I knew, I’m in the air and land on the ground; my left hip taking the full force of the fall. Pain shot through every square inch of my body and I knew something broke. I was blinded by snow then there was pressure on my shins and my neck; I could not breath.