The principal was smartly dressed, he was some type of cat, he had a badge on which said: 'Caracal', a type of cat from the Savannah, that must be him.
"Welcome, [insert name here], to Maplefore mixed school. Mixed in two ways, human and anthropomorphic, and male and female. If there is any difficlulties please let me know, I will be glad to help." You smile as you dismount from your skateboard, take off you i-pod and fit them into your bag. "Your first lesson is Human science, it is three doors down the hall, each door has been fitted with a smaller door, as because you wouldn't be able to reach to knob." You knew that they had put in a lot of effort to make you comfortable, but this didn't mean the anthros would accept you.
It takes you a good ten minutes to reach human sciences, but you had an excuse you were 100x smaller than the others. You weren't late for this lesson though, actually, you were the second one to get there, the first? A brown labrador-antho, who seemed to give a welcoming smile when you walked in. The teacher also gave a special welcoming.
"Aaah, human, you're not late, you will have a choice of seats, but I recommend one at the front, your wee eyes mustn't be able to see far." The teacher seemed to take the p*** out of you, he saw you as an inferior specie and thought all your senses were rubbish due to the fact that you were small. The teacher's name? Mr. Calvaador, he was a goat with a rough Scottish accent. The labrador helped you to your minidesk on a table, it had all correctly sized equipment was on the table, this must've been special order.
"Don't worry, human, only a few students bad-mouth humans, and a very small percentage of them would kill one, by the way, my name's Mike." The lab spoke in a calm and slight cockney accent, he sat next to you, he would probably be your guide round the school, it was hard for him to pick you up, you were only 2 thirds of an inch compared to him, he didn't speak to you as an inferior creature, though, he spoke to you like you and him were equal in everything, except size.
Sooner or later, the bell rang, students came flooding in the classroom, they all gave you dirty looks, several of them claiming to have destoryed human towns, but this wasn't true. Class was very awkward and the teacher kept referring to you as an object, he had a magnifying glass ready to read you work, human science was easy, and you easily became one of the top three in class. After class, Mike decided to carry you out.
"Sorry about how awkward the class was, lately, there have been a lot of myths on humans. Such as, you can grant wishes, or that you can fly, are any of these true?" You shook your head. "What is your next class?" You checked your time table, it said 'Maths', but you remember on the phone, the principal wanted a 'one-on-one' discussion with you.
"I would usually have maths, but I have a meeting with the Principal." You replied. Mike smiled.
"The principals is on the path to maths, I'll drop you off there!" Mike said, you seemed to feel protected by him, also his hand was soft. When you got to the principals...
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