YAY! new chapter so soon! be amazed, BE AMAZED!

I found it impossible to just do a simple morning to afternnon chapter so i went with the bus ride...

2075 words! Thats a loooong bus ride!

Introducing some new charras! (people who speak)

Cream: 14

Tekno: 15

Bus Driver: 29 (he doesn't speak but oh well!)

I would have said it was just another day, but then I would have been lying to myself. I hate lying to myself. It makes me feel transparent.

As I tried to desperately un-crumple my shorter-than-short skirt with my hands (bad experience with an iron- don't ask), tie the tie around the collar of my new white cotton school shirt, and grimace as I tied my quills into two messy plaits that sort of flopped onto my shoulders like they had already given up, I began to think whether or not I was going to meet anybody.

Well, of course I was going to meet somebody, ah-duh. I just hoped I was going to like them. Or they were going to like me. Either way, I just hoped they weren't going to judge me by my appearances.

I tossed a desperate look at my books, grimacing as I noticed them splayed open over my bed and floor. Last night I had thought it would be super cool to rock up at school with my books rimmed with pink fluff and little pictures I had cutely drawn all over the front and back.

Now that I had carefully thought about it, it seemed stupid. Oooh, what a weirdo! She's put pink fluff all over her math book! I could hear the whispers already.

My pestering now seemed futile, and I had already given up on the hope of returning to Dosa and reuniting with my friends. The thought of the thought of giving up depressed me, but then I would realise I was just being selfish, and I should think more about my mum's benefit. God, I am just a Saint!

"Ames, you done? I have bacon and it's not going to last long!" Mum only made bacon on two occasions: good days, and bad days. I was almost positive 'first day of school' fell under the bad day's category. But mum thought on a different page from me.

"Coming!" I pipped, lacing up my black and baby blue lace-up boots. Some say black and baby-blue aren't a great combination, I love it. It's just so diverse!

As I trotted down the stairs, a small 'creak!' squeaking out each one as I stepped, the smell of bacon wafted luxuriously under my nose. Mum always burnt my bacon. But I still loved her for trying.

Me and mum sat on the couch eating our 'crispy' bacon and watching crappy morning soap operas, like we did every morning back in the city. It was actually nicer here than it was back at home, there was no squeal of tires outside our apartment window and the warm glow of the waking sun made me feel elated rather than cooked like my bacon. My mind soon drifted off to the school bus. Was it going to come to my door, or make me walk a hundred meters to the end of our driveway?

I was so freaking scared.

"Ames, I think the bus is here." Mum said, swiftly stealing a slice of bacon off of my plate. She crammed it into her mouth before I could snatch it back cheekily. I growled, grinding my teeth together. Then remembered to brush my teeth and forgot all about my bacon. Amy, the girl that showed up to school with charcoal bacon in her teeth. No thanks.

I guess I was being paranoid; the people at the school can't be THAT nasty… Can they? I willed the thought out of my head with ferociousness, but the internal debate in my head was hurting my brain:

Think positive, think positive! Somebody you know might be there! It would make the whole thing just go a whole lot more smoothly…

Oh, great problem solving skills, Ames. Give yourself a pat on the back. OF COURSE NOBODY WILL BE THERE! There's more of a chance of meeting somebody I know in the Sahara Desert than there would be in Graysville.

There was the cute blue hedgehog…

Who knows about your fluffy plushies collection? Give it up Amy, life now officially sucks.

…

Sometimes I scare myself.

When the bus pulled out the front door I was outside in a flash, there was no way I was going to run after the bus like I had to at my old school. I swear my old bus driver was a sociopath, he would have been glad to mow down a little kiddie with a puppy if it slowed us down from getting to school.

But the bus waited, and when I got on the driver was a clean-cut 30 year old grey mountain-fox with a sweet smile and a glitter in his eyes you sometimes see in contacts commercials. He was a spunk!

I wasn't the only one who thought so, apparently. There were three or four girls draped over the front of their chairs, gazing at Mr. Bus Driver like he would come and sweep them off of their feet. I smiled casually at him and gave him my little trademark peace-sign salute. Which he returned to me with a laugh and a wink.

As I slinked between the aisle of the bus, the four girls glared daggers at me that would have frozen hell, and I began to reconsider my impression-making skills.

I always used to sit at the back of the bus with my friends in Dosa, we would giggle most of the time, play 'sweet and sour' with the drivers and let some first-graders cuddle up on our laps in winter because they were 'cowd'. It was the life; I had loved it back in Dosa. I could remember loving it back in Dosa.

But now a whole bunch of kids sat in the back, and my hopes of friendship were kicked in the gut a little harder.

My gaze brushed along the gang in the back seat glumly. A red echidna punching some random yellow fox playfully. A red and black armadillo that was sort of snoring on the shoulder of a green hedgehog, which had his head lolled back on the seat and was listening to an ipod. They seemed like friends. There was also a silver hedgehog and black/red hedgehog sitting in front of them, they seemed detached. Like they wanted to be anywhere but this bus.

Theeeeeen, there was the blue one. His eyes caught mine and he gave me a little half smile. Well, has anyone ever felt their heart explode? No, I'm sure you haven't. That little half-smile was like being pelted with hail and being wrapped in a little fuzzy duvet all at the same time. Bittersweet, but a tad more strong. Sweet, because I was pretty damn sure he was THE most gorgeous guy I have EVER seen, and bitter because I was pretty sure that everyone on this bus knew about my little 'orsie' collection (I couldn't say 'horsie' when I was six)

I was in the closest booth in a flash, heart hammering like a drum and cheeks red with embarrassment and shame.

"Is somebody banging on something?" The girl said next to me, a cream rabbit wearing a slightly-baggier version of the uniform I was wearing now. Oh goodie, she could hear my heart.

"Ha-ha, sorry girl. It's my new invention." Another voice pipped from behind. Oh, so it wasn't my heart, phew. My mind strayed from the blue boy as I looked at the device in her hand.

"What…" I mouthed. It was a Nintendo DS, or what looked like one. It had been spruced up with antennas and solar panels, not to mention a little whirring satellite spinning at the corner where the wifi should be. She was hitting it with a screw driver.

"S-Stop that! You won't fix anything by violence!" The bunny burst out from beside me, the girl stopped, and I got a better look at her. The uniform she was wearing also looked ill-fitting, like a hand-me-down. Her smooth, short green hair covered one huge pink eye in a messy side fringe and her slender hands now clasping the Ds thingo looked suddenly like the fragile feathers they were instead of violent machine-attacking devices.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I guess your right." She smiled sheepishly and tucked both the screwdriver and the gizmo into her big pockets.

"I'm Amy!" I pipped, wanting to change the subject. Both girls laughed a little.

"You're new here, aren't you" the green bird smiled knowingly and rocked her head back and forward like she was remembering her first day too. The bunny and I nodded, only surprising me a little. She had looked very relieved when I had slammed down into the seat next to her.

"I-I'm Cream!" The bunny said cheerfully with the slightest stutter, thrusting her hand back over to the bird. The bird smiled and shook it.

"Tekno, Tekno the Canary! Pleasure to meet you, Amy and Cream." They seemed nice and all, but I couldn't stop thinking about…

"Hey, guys…" I mumbled, touching my two index fingers together in a nervous habit. Both girls looked to me.

"Wh-Who'sethatboyoverthere?" I jammed a finger in the blue hedgehog's direction quickly then sunk deep into my chair. Tekno smiled knowingly again, cocking a finger to her lip in mock-thought.

"Oooh, I wonder. That's only SONIC THE HEDGEHOG! The cutest guy on the whoooole of Mobius!" Tekno said with a giggle. I got the impression she admired him, but wasn't really crushing on him like I was. Fine by me, I just wanted to know why I was acting all gooey around him.

The bus trip was alright, instead of passing high-rises and skyscrapers, we passed farms and cows. Once or twice we had to break because some cattle or sheep strayed onto the road. Other than that, the driver seemed like a sane person. I even think he got out once or twice to help a lady cross the road, or lure a cow to the other side of the road with some grain. The girls at the front cooed with pure love-struck teenage crushness.

Seriously…

TEKNO POV

Amy was a city slicker, it was so obvious. She looked so shocked to see a normal looking school enter up over the horizon, what did she expect? A farm? We weren't all bumpkins.

Knuckles was, but that was besides the point! I showed Amy to a locker and she crammed in her books. Sighing, I tapped her shoulder. She spun to face me.

"okay, you'll probably want to know about the social cliques here, woncha?" Amy nodded

"Alright, here I go; I'm Tekno, not the biggest social butterfly here. You're Amy from the city, the new chew toy" She winced "Rouge is a big-boobed, big-ego sort of girl. She has a knack for getting to a mans wallet. Scourge… Well, don't screw with Scourge. No pun intended. Sonic is a trackstar, rivalled by Shadow, who will only talk in a life or death situation. Matching Shadow's personality is Adriana, you two probably wouldn't be a good mix. Eric and Seth are like twins in personality… But they aren't exactly the 'best of friends' for obvious reasons…"

"Woah! How can you say this all in one breath?!" She smiled. I waved her off and continued.

"there's also Tails, Knuckles, Mighty… I think that's all you need to know about…" She smiled suddenly, and I got that feeling that maybe she was going to fit in here. And then a wave of depression seemed to seep over me again… I hope she'll stay with me; it would be nice to have a friend this year. As selfish as that sounds…

"This school is exactly like my old one! I guess there is a truckload of clique's?" I nodded "Well then I guess I'll fit in after all!" She beamed and twirled, catching her hand on one of the lockers and clutching it in pain. Unfortunately it had made a huge 'bang!', and everyone in the whole corridor had heard.

"Ah- ah hahahahaha! Ummm…." She stuttered and laughed a little, everyone began to softly snicker to themselves.

"Clutz…" She whispered, I snorted. No two schools were the same, but there was always one similarity.

Nobody ever completely fits in

Ever

Too true, there's always going to be ONE PERSON at your school that doesn't like you, even if you think your fool proof. Whether it's a teacher or a student, there's always that somebody...

Enough with the depressing stuff, on with the disclaimer!

Bus driver and Seth-boy belongs to moi

Tekno to Fleetway

Adri and Eric to Adriana the Dark Vixen

Scourge to Archie or whereverthehellhecamefrom

Everyone else on the bus is Sega except for a few. I dont wanna write a proper disclaimer. I'm not a robot!

Trying very, very hard to keep writing and submitting!

Takkihutu is under construction, but currently lacking OCs, please feel free to submit!

This story is kickass in my own mind, if you don't like my style of writing then please do not review. I have read some flames and decided I do not want them littering up my inbox. Take them to somebody who cares. All characters are based after ME somehow (even cannon), insulting my story is insulting me!