Y/n is a 16 year old neko and has a huskie. She can be shy at times, but can be outgoing and friendly. Just never get her angry. She was abounded by her mother from an accident.
Y/n is going to a new school, and little does she know this is a new ad...
Well, now Palette knows. " Wow....you look.......SO CUTE!!!!!" "Shhhh! Palette you have to b-" I suddenly feel something touching my ears."So fluffy." Is he touching my ears!? Must....control....."*purrrr*" Great. "Palette *purr* please stop." "Oh? Sorry! Sorry!" He let go of my f/c ears. One of weaknesses." It's okay." I see him and looks a bit upset." What's wrong?" I ask worried. I may not know him, but I know he's a cinnamon roll and you cannot just leave a cute rainbow upset! "Nothing. Lets just go inside." "O-Okay." We decided to head inside, but he was still upset, I could tell. " D-Do you w-wanna touch my e-ears again?" What the heck did I just say?! "K-kinda......may I?" He looks at me with puppy dog eyes. Why must he be a cinnamon roll AND know how to do those puppy eyes? "S-Sure..." He probably was to happy because he immediately grabbed my ears. "*purr*"
Palette's POV She is so cute!!!!! Her ears are so fluffy. "*purr*" Too CUTE!!!!!!! I slowly turn my head looking at the clock. The TIME!!
Y/n POV I'm in a purring trance! I feel Palette's fingers stop. FINALLY!!! Fact number 13 about Neko's: some of us don't like purring trances! "We have 5 minutes." "I don't know where to go though!" "Let me see your schedule." I take out my schedule with my tail cuz I'm to lazy. He just looks at me weird. "Yes. I can use my tail as a hand if that's what your thinking." I say handing him my schedule. He just shakes it off and looks at it. I soon see a very,VERY happy expression. Guess we have the same class. "You have art first." "Okay, lets go!" I really love art!!! "It's this way." He pointed a finger to the empty hallway. I didn't see any teachers around so........" Beat you there!" "Wha-" I immediately dash past him and run as fast as I can."No fair!" I hear him say behind me. I then hear foot steps, but they weren't that close. I stop at the door that says art without breaking a sweat. The cute cinnamon roll however, is breathing like a dog."How *pant* can *pant* you run *pant* that fast?" I just shrug and enter the classroom with him behind me. I look around and see very few students. "Are we early?" I ask him looking around. "Probably." I take a seat in the back and so does Palette. I took out my notebook and just draw doodles. I then hear the door open causing my ears to twitch. "Hello Class." The teacher looks so colorful. Is every skeleton in here a cute rainbow!?
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I se him look at straight at me." Looks like we have a new student. Would you like to introduce yourself, sweetie?" "S-sure." I go up to the classroom shyly." Hi. M-my name is y-y/n and I-I'm new here." I then go back and sit down. Why me? I just buried my face in my arms." You ok?" I hear Palette say."I just don't like attention is all." I say with my face still buried in my arms. I slowly get out of my arms and look at the teacher. "My name is Mr. Ink and I will be your new teacher." Mr. Ink? Huh, fits him."Today, we will be start off by drawing anything you like. No inappropriate drawings though." He says the last part strictly. Like,VERY. Draw anything I want? I need some inspiration! I look over at Palette. He's a rainbow...... ---------- 30 minutes later----------------
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This is beautiful!!! I see Mr. Ink walking with a clipboard. He looks over at Palette and writes something down. He the walks over to me."Wow." I hear him say. "How did you get that idea?" I look over at Palette. "Inspiration hit me." I say,giving Palette a smile. I then see a green color cover his face. Is he blushing?! That is so cute!!!! Mr.Ink then writes something down on his clipboard and hands it to me." You should join." He whispers to me and walks away. I look at the paper and it says "Art club."
