(Apologies, I fell asleep right after my first post.<img alt="^^;" src="./images/smilies/sweatdrop.gif" title="Sweat drop"/>)<br/><br/>It was probably fair to say that, for a first day at college, it wasn't going well. He had been expecting this, though. His brother had always warned him that going to a 'high-education' school was going to suck, despite want his parents had said. But, he did have a scholarship, so he had decided to at least attend one semester. He was well aware he was going to bomb the lecture classes he had taken, but perhaps he could make up for that on the sports teams.<br/><br/>He had always been good at sports.<br/><br/>Though one problem he hadn't been expecting, and the one he was currently experiencing, was finding his first bloody class!<br/><br/>"Uh..." He groaned to himself, staring down at the much-to-small piece of paper he had been given a few months back when he had first registered. It was supposed to be his schedule, but he was having trouble making any of it out. Finally, in frustration, he stuffed back into his pants pocket and began looking around.<br/><br/>He was standing in the school's courtyard, his larger-than-average form sticking out like a sore thumb. Not because he was tall, as he was actually a few inches shorter than even the human students, but rather due to his width. His body was best described as 'shaped like a barrel,' and though he was incredibly muscular, all of his skin was hidden under his thick, brown fur. Said fur covered every inch of his body safe for his face, revealing his small black eyes and long, pig-like snout. His hair, which was mixed in with his fur, was black and unkempt. His tusks were cut back to just outside his lips, and shaved down to a flat stub, so they couldn't be used for more violent purposes. He wore a red sports jersey and loose-fitting blue-jeans, which did help somewhat to cover up his over-abundance of fur.<br/><br/>The lady who had signed him up had mentioned that they didn't get many boars at this college. Perhaps it was because none of them could read the blood map!<br/><br/>Dillon sighed as he began seeking someone to help. But everyone around him seemed to be students, and most of them 'discretely' put distance between themselves and the overgrown pig. Finally, after several minutes of trying to find a staff member, a clock chimed in the distance.<br/><br/>He was late for his first class.<br/><br/>"Aw...crap."