hedgehoggirl0625
1. Get Set, GO
The Sonic Crew Are Humans! Spare Mee Pleasee! Amy was a normal teenager, living in Mobius. She soon takes interest in a certain student in the school. He was simply irrevocably handsome, what girl can argue? But there was something more to him, something dangerous, something tempting. And Amy isn't going to leave that unsolved, even if it kills her.
Amy sighed, letting her newly dyed pink hair flow down past her shoulders. She brushed the bangs out of her eyes and fixed the red ribbon in her hair. She rolled down the window of her mother's car. "Do I have to go?" Amy sighed putting her palm under her chin. She looked to the left at her mother's face. "Mom, do I?"
"Yes, sugar pie." Amy's mother looked fantastic, her hair long and wavy. Long eye lashes, skinny fingers, and bright green eyes. Good thing Amy inherited that from her mom. Amy had to admit it; her eyes were the best feature.
They finally arrived at the train station. "I'll miss you." Her mother sighed slowing down the car.
"I'll miss you too," Amy tried to smile. "But, you know, you can turn this car around, and I don't have to go visit Trevor."
"Now, sweetie, your dad was out here in his vacation. I think it is best if you visit him for awhile."
Amy sighed shaking her head, she unbuckled the seat belt. "It was your fault you divorced him. If you wanted me to visit him more often, maybe you shouldn't have broken up with him." Amy's bright emerald eyes were now dark jade color. She narrowed her eyes.
Her mother was flushed with anger. "Amy Rose." She stated.
Uh-oh. Wrong move.
"I'm sorry." Her mother's eyes suddenly droop down. She sighed. "I know, but still. He is your father. And all I want for you is to bond with him, he misses you."
Amy suddenly felt guilty. "No, mom. I'm sorry; I shouldn't have spoken that way to you."
Her mother always had a way to persuade people, it was like in her gene. Too bad Amy didn't inherit that.
"Tell Trevor I said hi, all right?" Amy's mother kissed her forehead.
"Okay." Amy simply said, and stepped out of the car. Her white skirt blowing due to the wind, and her blue tank top perfectly still, also she wore brown cowboy boots. She unloaded her suitcase from the back trunk. "Bye mom."
"Bye sweetie." She waved her hand in the air, signaling for her to go.
Amy sighed and spun around. 'It's going to be a long day…' she mused.
It was a long train ride to Mobius from the harbor. She was worried how her father might react when he sees her. It's been 16 years, 16 very long years. She gulped down her fear and tried to think of what she is going to do there. Sure, Mobius seem an okay place to live, but she never imagined it with her father.
---
Trevor was very optimistic when she arrived. Her father couldn't stop saying that he misses her, loved that she came, and anything in that category.
Amy smiled and gave him a hug. Trevor was fairly surprised, but hugged her back.
"I miss you Amy."
"I miss you too, dad." Amy never used Trevor in his face.
"Well, let me help you with your bags." Her father carried some bags into the house, and Amy followed. "Thanks." Her father heard her say, and he smiled.
Amy followed her father up the stairs and he opened her room. Amy gasped as she notice how familiar this room looked; it was her old room back when she was small. Her room pretty much stayed the same as it always did. But instead of a crib, there was a bed, and instead of a changing table was a desk that had a computer on it. She noted that she can easily use that to communicate with her mother.
"Wow." She breathed taking a step in the room. Tears was about to flowed down her cheeks, she had so much emotions in her. Her father saw this and quickly said that he was going down stairs to watch TV. Poor guy, he could never handle emotional places.
Amy nodded her head. "I'll see you later." Came her response. Amy closed the door and sat down on the wooden floors. She unzipped her suitcase and folded some clothes into the drawers and hung some clothes in the closet.
She examined the room more closely. She had a cream color rug in the middle of the room and instead of toys in the corner was an old fashion chair. She opened the blinds of the window, it was cloudy. 'Is it going to rain?' She thought and closed the window blinds.
She looked at the clock; it read 11:50 PM. Might as well as go to sleep. She hurried and opened her door and ran down stairs. Her father looked up and smiled. "How do you like your room? Cozy enough for you?"
"Yes." Amy smiled and sat next to him. "What are you watching?"
"Just a paid program. I'm kind of bored."
"Ooh," Amy nodded in acknowledgement. "Well…" her voice trailed off.
"I'm sorry, Ames, but I have to go to work early in the morning."
"I thought you have a vacation?" Amy questioned, looking up at him.
"Yes, I did. But, the boss had a worker sick, due to Cancer, and I had to fill in the factory. I'm s-"
Amy butted in. "All right, that's fine. I'm used to being alone at home anyways." Amy smiled. "Well, good night, dad." She leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Night." He smiled; a cheerful grin appeared on his face.
Amy went up the fleet of stairs and into her room. She collapsed in her bed and let a sigh escape from her lips. "Ahh," she sighed and pulled the covers up to cover her body.
---
She awoke from the pitter-patters from her window. She groaned and sat awkwardly in her bed. She opened the curtains and looked outside of the window. It was raining.
Great, just great. Amy wasn't a fan of rain; she was scared of slipping down and hurting herself somehow. She was always very clumsy; it was a miracle that she didn't fall down the stairs yesterday.
She walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. She changed into a lavender dress, which stopped right above her knees. She brushed her teeth, using the toothbrush and toothpaste she had taken from home. She then combed her hair. She shook her head approving of what she looked like.
She walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. It had white floor tiles, green wallpaper, white counters, and green cabinets. It was very cozy here, she remembered. It looked like her father was here, the window blinds were open but the sun barely came out. She looked to the left to see a vanity of old trinkets there. She examined it then looked at a picture framed that was turned upside down. She hesitated to pick it up.
She turned it around and looked at it. Her eyes widen a bit, it was picture of her mother and father at the hospital when she was born. She then picked up another one and examined it. It was when her mother and Trevor had gotten married. It bothered her a bit; she put the picture back to its original place. It looked like she wasn't there at all.
She couldn't stand it anymore, seeing pictures of her mother and her father. She realized that Trevor wasn't over her mom…just yet. She turned to the living room. There was a yellow stationary on the coffee table. She glanced at the paper. It read:
Hello, Amy. Yet again, sorry I wasn't here this morning. I got a car for you, not to make it up. But I wanted to give you a welcoming gift yesterday, but I wasn't sure what to get you. Ooh, and don't worry that I spent too much on you. Because I got this car from…you remember Jake Prower, and his son Tails? Yeah, they didn't need it anymore, so I said what the heck. Well hope you have a good day.
Love, Dad
Amy smiled and took the car keys that lay by the note. 'I have to remind myself to thank him for this.' Amy grabbed her tan rain coat and slipped it on, and also wore the cowboy boots she worn yesterday. She walked outside, remembering to lock the door behind her.
She looked at the car that was on the driveway. It looked fairly well, it was silver Lexis. She unlocked the doors, and peeked inside. Inside was mostly silver leather, she looked at the seats; it looked like it been shined clean. There was a faint smell of oil. She knew that her childhood friend worked on this car. 'I have to remind myself to thank Tails and his father.' She took a seat in the driver seat. She stuck the key in the ignition and set car to reverse, then to drive. It wasn't that hard to find the school. It was surprisingly the biggest building around here.
She parked the car in an empty spot. She lifted her hood up and walked into the building. She looked at a sign right of her. It said Office. Amy was sure that was where she is supposed to go. She entered the building and pulled down her hood. There was a young lady sitting behind the desk wearing a cream color blouse, the same color skirt and red heels. She looked up and smiled, her blonde hair glistened. "May I help you?"
"Amy Rose." She stated clearly.
"Ooh, your that factory worker's daughter? Am I right?" She questioned.
Amy looked at a little plaque that was on the table. "Y-Yes, Mrs. McGraw. How'd you know?"
"Oh, everybody here had been waiting for you. Apparently, Trevor-Am I right? Is a big hit in this town."
"What did he do?" Amy asked. There was curiosity written all over here face.
"You don't know?" Mrs. McGraw asked cocking an eyebrow.
"No."
"Ooh, well he used to be a cop here, but retired soon after he was shot. He saved the lives of people here, in Mobius High. That's why we praise him."
"Shot?" Amy gasped. "I didn't know that. And why did he get shot here?"
"That's because there was a killer here and Trevor was coming around in his daily trips. And he took a shot for me," her voice stiffened. "And able to fight the killer off."
"I see." Amy nodded.
"Well, anyways. Here is a map of the school, and your schedule. Please come here if you have any questions." She smiled and the phone rang.
"Thank you." Amy whispered. The lady looked up and nodded.
She opened the door and walked out side. Amy looked down while she was walking. The rain was a slight drizzle that she didn't need her hood.
"Oof!" Amy fell to the ground. "Hey, watch where you're going!?" She heard a male voice say.
Amy opened her eyes and looked at the male in front of her. He had dark spiky hair, which seem that was thickly jelled back making a spike look at the back of his hair and had the same emerald eyes she had. "Oh, I'm s-sorry! I didn't mean too-"
"That's okay. I should of have watched were I was going." He stood up dusting imaginary dust off him. He suddenly looked down. "Are you new?" He asked.
"Yeah." Amy shook her head.
He bended down and picked up some notebooks, and the rest of the stuff Amy had been given. Amy smiled and looked at him. He was physically attractive.
"We have the same eyes…" he blurted out. Amy blushed, scarlet rose up on her cheeks. Her heart began to race violently in her chest; she never had been this excited in her life.
"I guess so." Amy choked out.
"I'm Sonic." He smiled. "I know, strange name."
"Amy." She giggled. "It's…exotic."
"Well," he paused. "It's not. We just have strange name people here, it's kind of common. Unless, you want to refer everybody here as exotic." He laughed.
"I see." She joined his laughter.
"Well, anyways, I'm going to be late for class." There was a bit of sorrow in his eyes. "By the way, what class do you have up next?"
"Um, History."
"Cool." He smiled. "Me too."
Amy smiled tentatively. Sonic extended his hand out. Amy looked confused. She didn't notice that she had been sitting on the ground this whole time. She took his hand and smiled sheepishly. "Right."
The classroom was small. The teacher looked up from his desk to the two of them. "Hello."
Amy took out a slip and handed it to him. He nodded his head and looked at Sonic. The class seemed that it hadn't start yet. "My name is Mr. Heather. Please take a seat in the empty desk in the back." Amy nodded her head. Sonic disappeared to his seat.
Amy spent most of the time reading the text book she was given. The kids in the class looked at her, at least one time each, but Amy managed to ignore them.
When the bell rang, a gang looking boy with red hair leaned across Amy's desk. "Wha…"
"You're Amy? Am I right?" He looked quite different with his somewhat long red hair with white beads in it.
"Yeah, and you are?"
"Knuckles." He smiled. "Where's your next class?"
Amy dug in her bag and checked the list. "English." Amy paused. "I think it's somewhere by building B…"
"Well I'm heading to building C, so while I'm on my way…I can show you the way." He winked.
"Umm, alright." Amy slid the bag onto her shoulder.
"I like your hair." He chuckled. Amy grabbed a piece of stain and examined it. "Thanks?"
"Haha, your welcome. The pink, really brings out your eyes." He joked.
Amy narrowed her eyes. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." He looked back at her. They walked down a path and then around the cafeteria to Amy's class. "Well have fun." He smiled. "Hopefully we have some other class together, and we can hang out more…maybe."
Amy nodded and smiled vaguely. "Thanks."
The rest of Amy's morning pretty much was the same. Amy's Trigonometry teacher was named, Mrs. Fox. Personally, Amy liked this teacher. She was very sweet and caring. After two other classes, Amy began to memorize her fellow classmate's names. They poured her with questions such as; how do you like it? Do you like this school? What's up with your hair? (That question made Amy wanting to punch her in the face). And some introduce themselves to her.
A girl, which Amy forgot her name walked her to the cafeteria. She sat next to her in Trigonometry and in French class. She was several inches shorter than Amy, and had innocent eyes. She looked like she was a bit younger than her, but she was very smart. She had light long brown hair, which was tied into a pony tail. They sat at a full table with a bunch of her friends. The boy from English waved at Amy from across the table. Amy smiled tentatively and waved back.
Amy stood up from her seat. "Hey, Knuckles!"
She looked at a table which was at the opposite side of the room. They didn't look anything alike, what so ever. There were three boys. One was muscular looking, and very tall. He had blond hair, and also has pieces of his hair highlighted green. He had dark skin, different from the rest of the people in that table. Most of them had pale skin. He had a set of headphone wrapped around his neck, and wore a tan tight long sleeve, with a dark green sleeveless jacket, also with cargo pants. The other one was leaner, but still muscular, had honey-glazed eyes, and purple hair. That made Amy somewhat comfortable; she wasn't the only one that wanted to dye their hair crazy colors. He also had a yellow highlight in the middle of his bangs. He wore a black jacket, with black tight jeans, and a purple shirt. Lastly was a guy that was less bulky, but she was sure that he was somewhat buff. He had black hair with red highlights. His hair was somewhat like Sonic's, but his hair was crazier at the back, but it was evenly jelled. He wore a white shirt, with a fishnet shirt over the white shirt, a black jacket, with black slightly baggy pants. He looked more boyish than the rest of his friends; they looked like they should be in collage. Then there was the two other girls, they were very pretty. One of them looked like she should be a model on the runway. Her hair was gray and cropped short. But she managed to pull that off quite nicely. She had teal eyes, with blue eye shadow, and pink glossy lips. She also had purple bags under her eyes which looked like she hadn't gotten any sleep. She wore a purple tube top with tight black jeans, and purple high heels. Amy's self-esteem lowered a bit, and she bit her lip. 'Wow, this girl can really take you down without looking at you.'
Next was a girl whom was just a bit shorter than the other girl. She was very thin, but somewhat chubby; her orange color hair was very long, with white rubber bands at the end of almost every stand. She wore a white tank top with a see through lavender water-proof jacket. Also, a tan long skirt and orange sandals.
All of them looked gorgeous. A girl that had orange hair glided through the room to the garbage can. It was very fast, Amy blinked and she was back to her seat.
"Who are they?" Amy asked the girl from her Trig and French class. She looked up at the people over there. The boy with black and red hair head's snapped up and looked at the little girl. His eyes quickly passed her then it flickered to Amy's. He cocked his head for a split second and then looked away. All in a fraction of a second.
In that brief look, his eyes were mellow; no emotion shown. His eyes were ruby red, it was inserting, but he was out of interest. The girl smiled and giggled slightly. "Ooh that's Shadow, Vector, Espio, Rouge, and Tikal. They all live together…"
"How?" Amy interrupted.
"They all are adopted into one happy family. Their father is Omega…he's half robot and half human." This shocked Amy. 'A r-robot?' She thought.
"And also his wife." She continued.
Amy nodded her head and looked at the boyish looking one. She studied him quickly, he lifted up a pizza and slowly nibbled it but there was disgust written all over his face. "Thank you…Cream." Amy suddenly remembered her name. "They are very good looking, hot even…maybe beautiful…" Amy said this under her breath, but Cream heard it.
"I suppose so, Amy."
Amy suddenly asked. "Which one was the guy with black and red hair?"
"Ooh, I see you have picked up interest in that one?" Cream softly giggled.
Amy's face was red as a tomato. "…It's not like that."
Cream rolled her eyes playfully. "Ooh well," She paused. "That's Shadow. He's a cutie…I have to admit. But, I'm sorry to say…he doesn't date anyone." She frowned temporality.
Amy wondered if Cream had liked him. Amy bit down on her lip hard, trying not to smile. One of Amy's new acquaintances was Blaze. She was taller and looked more mature then Amy, but she was immature than her. They had a class together, Biology.
They walked to class together, but Amy ignored her most of the way there. She was too much of a loud mouth to listen carefully. Once they entered Blaze went to sit at a black marble lab table, Amy glanced at her. She already had a partner. Amy scanned the room to see one table open in the back, of course. She was surprise to see Shadow was sitting there with a bored look in his eyes. Amy talked to the teacher a bit, and getting all the books before walking to her desk.
Shadow glared at her, already not liking her at all. Amy stiffened a little when she was walking. Their eyes met and Amy had butterflies in her stomach. Amy sat down next to Shadow, she seem to let go of the breath she didn't notice she was holding. Amy sort of slouched in her chair sliding the book in front of her face. Nothing can get any awkward than this. Amy looked around the room with one of her eyes. She glanced at him briefly, she saw him fidget around in his seat. It seemed to Amy that he wasn't fond of her. 'I couldn't have done anything. I barely know this … wacko…' Amy thought biting her lip. She took a chanced and looked at him, he looked at her with the corner of his eyes. Glaring.
Amy wanted to jump out of her seat and smack him in the face and say 'What the hell is your problem!?' But, she resisted.
The bell rang, thankfully. Shadow seemed too shuffled through the classroom very fast. Within a blink of an eye he was already out of there. 'Interesting…' Amy noted.
"What did you do to Shadow, Ames?" Said an all too familiar voice. It was Sonic.
"I didn't do anything." Amy said honestly.
"Are you sure you didn't poke him in the eye…or pinched him, or …maybe stabbed him with something?"
"I did not harm anything…or anyone." Amy put her hands up defensively.
"Alright, kiddo." Sonic shrugged it off. "So what's your next class?"
"P.E." Amy nodded.
"Ooh, all right, well see you later." Sonic smiled vaguely. "Later Ames."
"Later Sonic." Amy liked the sound of Sonic; it made her words come out so wonderful. He also made her feel butterflies in her stomach…but nothing compare to Shadow.
Amy was quite an athlete, she was very strong but wasn't all too fast. But it managed to even out. Volleyball was very easy for her; she was already a star player in her new volleyball team. At least she gain some respect there.
The last bell rang, finally. Amy had a question for the lady at the office. Amy opened the door letting the warm air hit her in the face. Amy froze as she saw who was inside, she forgot her question.
It was the only one, Shadow. Amy quietly sat down on a chair, waiting for her too be free and also eavesdropping.
He was arguing with that lady, in a low seductive voice. Amy listen intensely, she picked up in what he is saying. It was about her! 'Why?' Amy mused.
He wanted to re-schedule most of his classes, but emphasizing in Biology. Amy cringed. 'That son of a bi-'
Her thought was cut off short when his gaze met hers, she adsorb those bloody murder ready eyes. He was the first to break the gaze. "Well, I'm sorry for bothering you. I see I can't have it my way..." he sounded annoyed, he turned around and looked at Amy one last time, this time it wasn't a death glare match. It was just out of curiosity.
"So how was your first day?" Mrs. McGraw asked smoothing her blouse.
"F-Fine…" Amy lied. "Just peachy." Mrs. McGraw nodded, unconvinced.
"Well, good bye, sweetheart." She smiled.
"Yeah, bye." Amy practically fast walk, no, ran back to her car. She climbed in quickly and tried to get out of the hell hole.
Heyy Guys! I told you guys this story will come out SOON. (Maybe sooner than I expected...)Haha.
If your fan character wants to be in the story please don't hesitate to message me! I would like a varity of both good and evil. Thank you! Also thanks to the songs With You by Chris Brown and Flashing Lights by Kayne West I was able to finish this chappie!! (:
Just a reminder, the Sonic crew are humans. (Most Of 'Em) If you hadn't know. Yet again, I hope you'll stick with me, thru these other chapters I'm going to write.
Well, I hope you have enjoyed this chapter, you know I enjoy writing it. Please R&R, I appreciate it! Thank you guys!!