Another new story! This idea came in my head a few weeks ago, and I thought it was pretty cool. Hope you enjoy it!
(Amy's perspective)
7:00 a.m.
Another beautiful day... As I wake up to the sun shining in my eyes, I peacefully get up out of my bed to get ready for the day. I grab some clean clothes and enter the bathroom to take a shower.
You're probably wondering who I am. My name's Amy. Amy Rose. I am 15 years old and in the 10th grade. I am a pink hedgehog with quills that reach slightly above my shoulders, along with bangs swept across my left eye. I have the most beautiful jade green eyes you will ever see, and I have peach skin.
That's enough of my appearance. I come from the city of Station Square, where I live with my mom and my older brother Shadow. If you're wondering where my dad is, he doesn't live with us since he and Mom got divorced three years ago. We haven't heard anything from him ever since. Not even on our birthdays or Christmas. But let's forget about that; I don't want to be sad. Especially since today's gonna be awesome!
What's going on today, you may ask? You'll find out.
As I finish my shower and dry myself off, I change into a blue top with red and yellow stars on it with a white denim jacket over it, some red denim short shorts, and white high top sneakers. I even accessorize my outfit with yellow stud earrings shaped like stars, and a blue baseball hat to match my top.
Now that I'm finished getting ready, I go downstairs to see if my mom is making breakfast. And lucky enough, she is.
"Good morning Amy," Mom says to me as she brings me a plate with two pancakes to the table.
"Morning Mom," I respond back.
My mom is also a hedgehog, white, and has the same eyes and hairstyle as me. She's wearing her black and gray lounging pajamas since it's still early in the morning.
"Is there anything going on at school today?" she asks.
"Yeah," I answer loudly, but not too loud since Shadow is still asleep, "Today's the first day we get to sign up for the school talent show!"
Mom seems really amazed about it, "Amy, that's awesome!"
In case you don't know what we're talking about, my friends and I are going to compete in the school talent show. This is the first year we're competing since one of us is a freshman. You see, we've been a girl group for quite a few years now. We're called Girl Power, and we cover a lot of songs and sing some of our original stuff on YouTube, but we still haven't gotten a record deal. We all dream of becoming famous singers since it's quite obvious we can sing (and sometimes rap).
"I know," I say, keeping the conversation short, "I just hope there's going to be talent agencies there."
I really do, and so do my friends. My mom does the best she can to support me and my dream.
"I know," says Mom as she starts walking upstairs, "I'm gonna go wake up your brother."
About half an hour later...
As I start walking to school, I see Cream walking from her house across the street.
"Hi Amy!" Cream greets to me as we begin walking to school together.
Cream is one of the members of our group, and my best friend since childhood. She's a peach/apricot colored rabbit with brown eyes, a white muzzle, and has long ears going down her butt. She is one of the sweetest, most cutest, most innocent living beings you will ever meet, and she's a 14-year-old freshman. And keeping up with her cuteness, she is wearing an orange sundress with yellow flowers on them, along with matching flower hair ties for her ears, and orange flats.
"Hey Cream. Aren't you excited to sign up for the talent show?" I ask her.
"I'm also a little nervous," Cream answers, "What if we don't win the talent show?"
"Don't worry about if we don't win," I say to Cream, "What matters most is us going on stage and having a good time."
And launching our music career... although I didn't say that as Cream would think it would be considered 'winning'. Cream wants to be famous too, but competition doesn't matter to her, and she wants to be different.
As Cream and I reach our school Emerald High, we stop at our lockers, only for our friend Rouge to be there.
"Hello ladies!" Rouge greets us with a smile.
Rouge is a 16-year-old white bat with the sexiest curves ever. Want proof? Today she's wearing a black sleeveless crop top that shows most of her chest, a multi-colored, high-waisted tight mini skirt, and five-inch high-heeled mini boots. Her body isn't the only thing that makes her beautiful, though. She is wearing some light blue eyeshadow to complement her eyes and is also wearing pink lip gloss. She's also the biggest fashionista out of all of us and has the biggest confidence (besides me).
"Hey Rouge," Cream and I say as I open my locker to get my books.
"Do either one of you have any idea what we're gonna do for the talent show?" Rouge asks.
"Not really," Cream shakes her head no.
"Well we're performing, obviously," I answer.
"No, I mean, like, what song should we sing?" Rouge asks again.
"I don't know," I answer her, "We'll think of something."
Cream then changes the subject and says, "I have to go to my locker to get ready."
"Okay," I say to Cream.
"I need to apply more makeup," says Rouge.
That's so Rouge...always applying makeup even though she has enough. "Whatever," I respond as she walks away.
I turn to Cream and say, "I'm gonna go look for Blaze."
"Okay Amy," says Cream as we walk our separate ways.
I search over in the quad to see if Blaze is around. She's usually very shy around people. Is she shy around us? Not really. Blaze has been our friend for three years, and she's another member of Girl Power.
And there she is, sitting on a bench reading a book. I guess I should talk about her appearance and dress sense. Blaze is a lavender purple cat with dark purple highlights, golden yellow eyes, a white muzzle, and has a ponytail that always sticks up (and I mean literally). She is wearing an oversized magenta sweater with a purple skirt, brown lace-up boots, and some purple square-shaped glasses.
"Hi Blaze," I say to her. Blaze bookmarks her page, closes the book, and turns around to talk to me.
"Hello Amy," she says back to me.
"Do you want to come to class early with me?" I ask her. Sometimes Blaze and I like to hang out in the classrooms before the bell rings.
"Sure," answers Blaze as she and I begin to walk towards the hallways.
And that was Chapter 1! There will be more of Girl Power to talk about in the next few chapters. And I want Shadow to be in the next chapter as well.
By the way, what do you think the girls should sing at the talent show? If you have an idea, put the artist name and the song in the reviews or PM it to me.
I promise to get the next chapters to 'Life' and 'The Chaos Emeralds' uploaded eventually. Remember to write a review for me, and I'll see you in the next chapter.