Welcome to Chaos High! I decided to write a story involving many couples, characters, blah blah blah. I might include some OCs along the way, but there won't be any permanent couples involving the OCs with any Official Character.

The grades are:

Sonic— sophomore (surprisingly, that's how it's spelled)

Amy—sophomore

Tails—freshman

Cream—freshman

Blaze—sophomore

Silver—sophomore

Rouge—junior

Knuckles—junior

Shadow—senior

Disclaimer: Sega owns pretty much all the characters in this story except for any OCs I decide to include. Most teachers are OCs.

(Sonic's POV)

RIIIIING! RIIIIING! RIII—

Smack!

Reluctantly, I opened my eyes, then immediately closed them. Stupid sun. I shaded my eyes as I got up and headed straight downstairs for breakfast. Tails had already made pancakes. Yay for me.

"Hey, Sonic."

"So, ready for your first day of highschool?" I asked as he slid a full plate over to me.

"Sure, I guess." Tails responded. I could tell he was nervous. I raised my eyebrows questioningly.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"No."

"Knew it." I grinned, pouring syrup over my pancakes.

"Whatever."

"Well, why're you nervous?"

He hesitated.

"I guess. . . . well. . . .It's just, I dunno, a new school with new people, and—"

"You've got Cream."

He blushed at that comment. I saw it coming. He dropped his head.

"I—I know, but, I think maybe I'll get—" The rest of the sentence was almost unreadable. Either way, I knew exactly what he said.

"Tails, it's fine." I assured him, "This school is known for its lack of bullies anyway."

"Really?" He looked up, wide-eyed and excited.

"You bet. Now eat your pancakes." I nodded toward his plate.

He immediately took up the syrup and tipped it over his pancakes. We both ate silently from then on. I didn't start a conversation partly because I felt a bit guilty. The school wasn't really known for its lack of bullies. It has a pretty normal amount, really. And Tails was. . . . sort of a bully magnet. I really thought I should've put him on the lookout.

"Tails—"

The phone rang. Tails put up one finger signaling "One sec," and zipped over and answered the phone. He put it on speaker.

"Hello?"

"Tails, is that you?" a familiar high-pitched sort of voice answered. I immediately smirked as Tails fumbled with the phone.

"Y-yeah. It's me." He responded. He seemed like he was shaking and sweaty. I knew he was a bit nervous around Cream, but not this nervous.

"Well, I just wanted to wish you good luck on your first day!" She cheered. Tails smiled a lot when she said that.

"You too." He answered, a bit less shaky now.

"Well I'll see you later!" She announced.

"Bye." Tails said as he hung up the phone. Then his smile grew bigger. And bigger.

"She wished me good luck!" He did an Irish jig or something. I raised my eyebrow.

"O. . .kay?" I stepped up from my seat and shuffled out of the kitchen. Then I bolted up the stairs and into my room. I decided I would tell Tails about the bullies later. It didn't seem important right now because, and this might sound weird to you, but I never thought of a bully attacking you on the first day. My logic was that they wouldn't want to because the teachers would be on them every school day for the rest of the year. On the first day, the teachers are the most watchful, in my opinion at least.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, checked my reflection then walked to my closet to find something to wear. I picked out some blue and white plaid baggy cargo shorts and a grey T-shirt. I wore my trademark shoes as usual, and I grabbed a dark blue hoodie in case it got a bit cold. In Station Square, it could get a little cool in September. I dashed out of my room and bolted down the stairs.

Tails was dressed in a red Tony Hawk t-shirt, dark blue jean shorts just below his knees, and his usual red and white shoes. He smiled at me as he threw me the keys to my blue Porsche. I grabbed my backpack and my iPhone and zipped out the door, Tails trailing behind. We jumped into the car and sped out onto the road. It took us about ten or twelve minutes to get to school. Tails was talking speedily about the different subjects he liked and ones he didn't like. I wasn't really listening, but occasionally tuned in when he wanted me to respond. When we arrived, I parked my car and got out. Tails spotted Cream and some of his other various friends and ran up to meet them. I just walked slowly up the steps to the door. Just as I was pushing it open, I heard a sound I didn't really want to hear.

"Sonic! I finally found you!" Amy Rose shouted happily.

I turned around, preparing for the worst. Amy ran at me with arms outstretched, just like I knew she would. But, surprisingly, the death-squeeze I was anticipating never came. For the first time ever, Amy hugged me like a normal person. As they say, life is full of surprises. I shrugged and let her cling to me as we walked over to get our schedules. Amy got both, gave me mine, looked hers over and squealed. She had me in every single class. Even lunchtime and free period. [INSERT FACEPALM HERE]

"Wow, Amy," I said awkwardly, "Looks like we have all our classes together."

Continued squealing. I'd walk away if she wasn't still clinging to me. I tried to think of a reason to leave. Came up with nothing. But, thankfully, I was in complete hell for an ultimate total of two seconds.

"Sonic! Hey, sup bud?" Silver slapped me on the back. Blaze walked up behind him. Amy quickly let go of me. I think she suspected that Blaze likes me too. So far, studies didn't show it.

"Hey, Sonic." Blaze greeted me. I was really glad Blaze let go of some of her uptight and serious nature when she started hanging out with us. Silver too.

"Hey guys." I responded. I put my arm around Amy's shoulder to signal it was okay. I guess I started to feel a bit more comfortable around Amy ever since she started growing up a bit more. She's a little more mature now and she doesn't talk about me twenty four seven. But she's still Amy.

"So, it turns out we have Biology and P.E. together Sonic," Silver smiled, shoving his schedule at me. I looked at it, just to be polite, and noticed we also had free period together too. I didn't point this out to him thought. Just an unimportant detail.

"Well, that's cool. We—" I was cut off by the bell ringing for first period. I ran to my locker (the number was on the schedule), shoved most of my stuff in it, and headed for math. I walked in the room, saw Amy wave me over to a seat she saved me. It was right next to her. Figures. I sat down and looked up front. Our teacher was a light purple mongoose. She had blue hair and eyes.

"Alright class. My name is Ms. Pennington and I will be your math teacher this year." She announced as she wrote her name on the board. She had everyone introduce themselves.

"Okay, get out your textbooks and turn to page—"

She was interrupted by the intercom, which displayed a surprisingly and terribly familiar voice. It sounded throughout the school.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Dr. Eggman, and I will be your principal this year. I am—"

I didn't hear any of the rest. I was too shocked to tune in. I looked over at Amy. She had the exact same expression. This wasn't going to be any normal school year.

So, what'd you think? Loved it? Hated it? Is Eggman gonna take over the world? Will Knuckles eat some waffles? Does anyone else like asking random questions? Review please!