Looking For the Air for My Ride
{yeah… I know what you are thinking, "What type of pie do I like?" well I like chocolate pudding pie… lol nah! (I do like it, but that isn't the question). "Did this chick really make another story when she is in the middle of her first story and is in the middle of applying for colleges?" well yeah, I actually have like 3 other ideas for stories. I think I should at least put some down before I forget. So enjoy this story with Jet this time!}
The characters of the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise belongs to Sega and not me. Darn…
"I am the fastest thing alive! Hahahahahahahaha!" The green parrot, er… hawk laughed nostalgicly (A/N:made that up, kinda). His gear was zooming by all of his competitors; he seemed to be doing it with his eyes closed.
"No one can beat me!" he smirked as he jumped a rail and landed if it was nothing. He kept passing by peoples twice, oh how he loved the expressions of their faces.
Suddenly a bird flew by the parr-…hawk, a little purple bird.
"Whatta? Get away from me?" the hawk swatted at it, making him lose some balance. He tried his best to get his balance back, due to also losing air.
"Dammit" he swore to himself, "damn bir-" he stopped when he noticed that his board was now balanced. 'How did?' he thought to himself, that's when he saw the little purple bird perching on his board, pecking at the adjustments.
"Did you fix it?" he looked at the bird, he thought he saw it smirk.
BAM! The green hawk hit a tree while the little purple bird flew away. Jet woke up, staring right at the floor. He got up, rubbing his beak, hurting due to falling from his bed. He tried to get up but fell again. He growled some and looked at his feet; he saw that his blanket was tangled in them.
"Stupid blanket," he kicked the clingy cover and got up from the floor, not falling this time. Jet stretched some while he adjusted his eye sight due to the morning light. 'Damn, I hate getting up so early. Why did dad changed my schools?' he thought. Buzz, Buzz. A device vibrated somewhere in the clutter of the box known as Jet's room. Jet frantically moved things around to find the device. After throwing almost everything he saw, he heard the 'buzz' again, and looked at the direction of his pillow. His hand/wing disappeared under his pillow, and then came back with a little teal razor (the cell phone, of course). He flipped it open and checked what made it vibrate. '5 new messages? Who would be texting me?' the clueless hawk thought.
'Jet! Get ready school is in an hour.' –Storm (6:41 a.m.)
'Are you up yet? I'll go to the house in 30 minutes' –Storm (7:04 a.m.)
'Please don't tell me you are still asleep!' –Storm (7:10 a.m.)
'I'm heading to the house. Be ready by the time I get there' –Storm (7:32 a.m.)
'I'm outside! Hurry or we'll be late' –Storm. (7:45 a.m.)
"What! Dammit!" Jet ran towards his closet and pulled out his uniform and started to put it on as fast as he can; falling when he started to put on his jeans and almost choking himself with the tie. He ran to the bathroom, brushed his teeth and brushed his feathers. He ran back to his room and got his backpack. He started to walk out when he walked passed a hanging mirror. He looked at himself; he was wearing the typical boys' uniform, a navy blue blazer with a long sleeve, white shirt under, a red tie that stood out, navy blue jeans and black shoes. He smirked at himself and did his hands like guns* and pointed at himself.
"Jet!" a familiar male voice was heard from outside, which made Jet jump some and started to jog towards the door.
"Hey! How about breakfast?" an older looking hawk peered from the kitchen. She had blue feathers and teal eyes, she was wiping her hands on her apron, which she had on top of her yellow dress.
"I have to go already. See you aunt Arial," Jet waved at her and went out the door. The blue hawk sighed as she went back to the kitchen.
"What took you so long?" a grey albatross asked Jet. He was big, due to his work outs, and was also wearing the boys' uniform.
"I was, umm… helping my aunt," Jet lied, as he rubbed the back of his neck. The albatross shook his head, knowing it was a lie but didn't want to argue with the younger one.
"Well let's go or we'll be late," the hawk said as he started to walk. Storm chuckled some as he followed Jet. Jet looked back at his friend, giving him a confused look, which made Storm laugh some.
"Whatta hell are you laughing at?" Jet started to get annoyed, which made Storm clear his throat to stop laughing.
"We are not gonna be late," Storm explained.
"What? But it's like," Jet checked his phone: 7:53 a.m. "It's like 7:55! Come on!" Jet started to jog slowly.
"Dude, school doesn't start 'till like 8:30," Storm told him. This made the hawk stop as he thought for a while. '…Dammit! It's the first day of school! Of course they gave us 30 minutes extra!' he yelled, mentally.
"Why did you wake me up so early then!" Jet yelled.
"Cause I knew that was the only way you'll get to school on time," Storm explained, grinning at him, which made Jet pout some. He started to walk again, making Storm jog to catch up to him.
"So are you nervous?" Storm started a casual talk.
"Me? Nervous? Never, I am Jet the hawk," he grinned at himself. This made Storm laugh some and even Jet. After walking for some blocks, saying hello to the neighbors and local shop keepers, they arrived at their school, Emerald High. It was a normal looking school, with gates surrounding the whole grey-ish brown-ish school. The two birds started to walk in. They looked around, trying to find the wall filled with all the kids in schools' classes. When they eventually found it, they scanned the list and found their names: Jet Hawk and Storm Albatross.
"I have room 200B," Jet told Storm.
"I have 301. It's near your class, so I'll show you how to get there," Storm reassured Jet, being the hawk's first year at Emerald High.
"Excuse me," a girl's voice was heard before the girl bumped into Jet so he can move away from the wall.
"Hey! Watch it!" Jet told the girl, which she ignored and kept looking for her name. Jet 'hmph-ed' and was about to call her out when he noticed something; she was a beautiful shade of purple. Jet was in a daze, trying to remember where he has seen that color before. He was knocked out of his daydream when a huge hand started to shake his shoulder.
"Come on, Jet. We gotta go," Storm told him, and started to walk toward a building, which Jet followed occasionally looking at the purple bird that disappeared into the crowd.
"Hey Jet, you okay?" Strom looked at the smaller one, which gave him a weird smile.
"Oh, yeah. Just fine. Well, where's my class?" Jet asked, changing the subject. Storm sighed and started walking towards a big building where a bungalow was nearby.
"Ima be inside that building," Storm pointed at the building and then at the bungalow, "and you will be there."
"Great! We aren't that far from each other then," Jet said right when the bell rang for the students to go to their classes.
"Damn! Already?" Jet whined and pouted some.
"Well, I guess we have to go to class. See you later," Storm walked away, waving back. Jet sighed and started to walk towards the bungalow. 'New year, new school, new house. Anything else new?' he thought to himself. When he found his class, he went in and was greeted by a light pink poodle.
"Bonjour, young one. Please take a seat wherever you like," she told Jet and smiled at him. Jet just nodded and picked a seat in the front row, all the way to the side. Other students started to walk in, either alone or chatting with their friends. There were many of "Hey!" "Oh My Gawd!" and "It has been forever!" heard from the class, while Jet sat silently. The late bell rang and the poodle started to clap her hands so the students could sit down.
"Alright students, I am Mrs. Cher Poodle. I will be your advisory teacher from today until the end of the school year. If you are new, advisory period is used for telling any announcements and news the school has so that it will not interrupt with your academic classes," Mrs. Cher explained. "Now, listen up for your name for roll call. You can talk but not so loud." Right at that moment people started to talk with their friends, all but Jet.
"Amy Rose?"
"Here," a pink hedgehog wearing the girls' uniform, composed of a navy blue blazer, a short sleeved blouse, a bright red bow on her hair, a navy blue skirt and black shoes, raised her hand.
"Espio Chameleon?"
"Present," a purple chameleon raised his hand, also wearing a boys' uniform, with a serious expression.
"Knuckles Echidna?"
"Here," a grumpy looking red echidna raised his hand, leaning on his chair.
"Jet Hawk?"
"Oh. Um. Here," Jet muttered, also raising his hand.
"Miles Prower?"
"Present," a little, yellow looking fox with two tails answered, also raising his hand.
"Rouge Bat?"
"Here," a white bat said, then turning toward the red echidna and smirking at him. The red echidna just looked at her in an annoyed matter.
"Sonic Hedgehog?"
"Here," a blue hedgehog smirked at the teacher, which she smiled back, remembering her student.
{{ Enter Oc's that you made up here! Yes…I am lazy.}}
"Wave Swallow?" No answer. "Wave?" Silence was heard, everyone starting to look around.
"I guess Wave is abse-" Mrs. Poodle was caught off by a student opening the door.
"Sorry I'm late," a purple bird came in, smiling at the teacher as she stood facing the teacher with her legs crossed and a hand on her hip.
"Oh Wave. Were you at the shop again?" Mrs. Poodle asked her as she marked Wave tardy.
"Of course, Miss," Wave said as she started to walk toward an empty seat. Jet was following her as she sat quietly in his desk. His eyes followed every moment the swallow did. He was practically mesmerized by her. He was awoken from his daze when Mrs. Poodle started to say the announcements, though Jet wasn't really paying attention much. Mrs. Poodle stooped talking after some more announcements and the passed out the class schedules. Everyone started trying to find out if anyone else had similar classes.
"Oh Sonic~. I have Chemistry next. How about you?" The pink hedgehog was heard.
"oh, um… I have World History. Darn," the blue hedgehog said with a nervous chuckle at the end, in which the pink hedgehog pouted.
"Well Tails, I see you have an AP class next," the red echidna asked the little fox.
"Oh yeah, AP English," the little fox clarified.
"So Wave, will you be having shop soon?" the bat asked the swallow, trying to eye her schedule.
"No, not until last period. How about theater?" the swallow asked also eye-ing the bat's schedule.
"Last period as well," the bat answered and both smiled each other. Jet seemed to have looked at the purple swallow all period long, he even forgot to check his own schedule until the bell rang and snapped him back to the real world. He walked out of the class, last from all of his other classmates, to find Storm waiting for him outside.
"Um. Hey, you okay, Jet?" Storm asked waving his hand in front of Jet.
"Uh, yeah, just fine," Jet's eyes scanned the crowd. He could barely see Wave's feathers, until they disappeared into the sea of navy blue.
"Just fine."
{And so here is the first chapter of my new story. Did'ja like it? Please review. I noticed that my chapters from my other story are pretty short (checked out my story on my friend's laptop yesterday) so I tried to make it a little longer. I will probably start doing that 'cause little chapters are a bit of a bore, well for me. Anyway, please review and look out for the next chapter of Looking For the Air for My Ride!}