Sonic Skool Days Part II

Chapter 1

Oh the joy of Monday mornings. Amy dragged herself up out of bed and wiped the dribble off her perfectly pink cheek. She stared at herself in the mirror, scanning her face for imperfections. Brilliant. She found a massive red spot on her chin, slightly left from the centre. "Fabulous." Amy whispered sarcastically to herself. Her brother walked in with Amy's famous red head-band which she'd left in the kitchen and he screamed and shut the door at the sight of Amy in her pyjamas (which were a bra and knickers). Luckily he'd dropped the head-band on the floor.

Amy slumped around her house that morning as unfortunately, all the excitement from her first week had died down. I mean, who cares about the second week anyway? It's just that awkward void between the first week of uncertainty and the third week of finally settling in properly. Amy didn't expect much from it, probably just learning valuable skills and information for her future, nothing major, you know.

When she'd finally managed to pick out something half decent to wear, she plundered off downstairs just to look at the toast her mum made her for a minute, just to realise that if she ate it, she would be late for school, because she'd spent the last thirty minutes trying desperately to scrub off the spot, until she found it was futile and just covered it up with foundation, that even though was too light now that she'd gotten that tan, it sure looked better than the spot. She had wasted so much time that she didn't even have time to put of any kind of make-up, or even to moisturise her face, so yeah, she was looking pretty. . . pretty rough that is.

Amy closed her door and walked down her path to see Shadow standing there with Sonic waiting for here. "You look. . . fantastic. . ." Sonic said sarcastically.

Amy frowned at Sonic for a second, but her face relaxed and she said "Lucky for you I feel that our friendship, however recently formed, is strong enough for that to be a jokey remark that doesn't get to me, but if you would ever like to have children, I suggest that you tone it down or there will be a kick heading your way."

"You okay Amy?" Sonic asked.

Amy sighed and looked up at the clouds. "Huh, I'm okay. Just not it a great mood. I guess it's just one of those crappy days when you look in the mirror and hate the way you look, not because you're in any way self-obsessed or have self esteem issues, but just because you honestly look like crap, and it affects your whole mood for the rest of the day, and unfortunately for your friends, they just happen to be the people that you feel close enough to that you can take it all out on them and then they hate you for a while until you come the next day feeling happy and refreshed and everything's okay, but until then I suggest that you be very careful about what you say or do around me, because this is not a very good day for me, you get it?"

The boys nodded, a little confused at Amy's long speech, but mostly afraid of what might happen if they were to respond verbally.

"Or there could be a possibility that I'm on my period." Amy said, smiling.

"Thanks for the update. . ." Shadow said awkwardly.

The rest of the journey to school was pretty much silent due the awkwardness caused by the unleashing of the 'p' word (teehee) around immature teenage boys.

Amy and the boys finally arrived at school and split up. Amy walked over to the girls and the all smiled and said "Hey!" They were all staring at Amy and giggling.

"What?" Amy asked, assuming they were laughing at the state of her appearance.

"Soooooo. . . you and Shadow. . . you know. . ." Blaze said, smiling expectantly.

"What are you talking about?" Amy asked, confused, but relieved they weren't talking about her face.

"Well. . . it was all over Facebook that you two were going out." Abbey said, her face showing her confusion.

"Well then Facebook must have been lying because we're not. Nothing even happened on Friday night, I just kinda pecked him on the cheek, and it's not like that with us. . . I mean, we're just friends." Amy explained.

"Well, Rebecca does have a habit of exaggerating things. . . maybe she saw you two on Friday night, but how could she? She lives in those posh houses uptown. . ." Blaze said.

"Yeah. . . but there was Sunday too. . ." Amy said, a little embarrassed.

"WHAT? OMG you do love him! OMG!" Abbey said, getting excited.

"What? No way, he's kinda weird and I swear he's a bit emo. I'm sure you know him better than me, but he has a scar on his left wrist. . . anyway, we were just meeting up at the local library because I needed some help on my history homework, nothing else, okay?"

"Well the wrist this was a long story. . . that was like way before you knew him. And okay, we believe you. Anyway, if anything was going on between you, you would have said so, right?" Blaze said.

"Definitely, I think I know you guys enough now to trust you. . , even if has been like a week." Amy giggled. She smiled and the girls smiled back. "Hey. . ." Amy said looking around. "Where's Janie?"

They all looked at the ground and shuffled their feet.

"She. . . uhhhh. . . she's not herself. . . she's been acting really weird. . ." Abbey said, her usual cheery smiled swapped with a lip-biting sad look.

"Basically she's being a real bitch. She's been hanging out with Rouge and Wave, wearing big shades and stilettos to school. I mean, what a fake! And she said to our face that we're losers and she wouldn't want people to see her hanging out with us." Blaze said angrily.

"Janie? Really?" Amy said, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Yep, well you know, what, if she wants to hang out with those gangsters, then so be it." Blaze said.

"Come on Blaze, no need to be mean. She's probably going to realise what a mistake she's made and come back, and we should accept her back, I mean, remember last Summer? You were in her position." Abbey said defending her friend.

That day, Amy decided it was probably best to distance herself from the girls as she felt kind of awkward with the fight going on and everything, but when she saw Janie with her diva sunglasses and really high stilettos, she kinda saw what Blaze was talking about being fake.

"Hey," Amy said, walking over to the boys' table.

"Hey, Amy." Knuckles said, pulling out the chair beside him for her.

"Thanks," she said. "Hey, you heard about Janie?"

"Yeah, it's a real shame," Sonic said, shrugging. "She does look slamming hot though."

"I agree. . . about the shame part, not the hot part. I mean, she seemed nice." Amy sighed.

"Hey Amy, do you know about the rumour of us dating?" Shadow asked.

"Yeah. . . I didn't like them. Don't worry though, I told the girls that they weren't true." Amy said, re-assuringly.

"Cool. What saddo came up with that anyway? They must have such a sad life if their weekend rush is making up some whacko rumour about people dating." Shadow said shaking his head.

"It was Rebecca I think, I mean, I don't know her, but that's what Blaze said anyway." Amy said.

Amy walked home alone that evening as Shadow and Sonic were going to a race for their running club. She was walking home later than usual due to a stupid detention she got for being late to a lesson just because she didn't know where it was. Stupid teachers. It was dark (as it gets dark early in winter) and it was cold. Amy cut through the park, even though it was quite dangerous in the dark, but she thought that she was a bit old to be worrying about scary men in the park. As she walked down the hill, she saw three figures smoking by a tree. Even though she knew she was perfectly safe and had pepper-spray in her bag anyway, she couldn't help but feel a bit jumpy. As she walked past the three figures emerged out of the dark. It was Rouge, Wave and Janie.

"Oi, look, it's little Amy. Scared, are ya?" Wave said, flicking her cigarette butt at Amy's face.

"No." Amy said shakily.

"Do you want to go home? Little baby? Oh no, you ought to hurry, your bottle will be getting cold and baby needs her milk!" Rouge laughed, repeating Wave's cigarette flicking action.

Janie slumped out of the dark and blew smoke into Amy's face.

"How's your boyfriend, Shadow?" Janie asked, her face expressionless.

"We're not going out." Amy said, feeling very scared.

"Sure you're not. . . Look, Amy, I don't care about you losers any more, alright? So if you're going out with Shadow, guess what? I don't give a crap." Janie said, throwing her cigarette on the floor and crushing it with her stiletto.

"Are you jealous?" Amy asked, acting confident, but scared on the inside. "you are, aren't you?"

"Screw you." Janie. A punch was thrown and Amy walked home clutching her face in her hands.