Holy cauliflower, my neck hurts. Yes, I haven't updated in a while, but I have good reason. Homework, school, friends, boy trouble, sprained ankle, even less sleep than usual, bipolar depression and time limits on my notebook laptop (seriously. At weekends, from 10 in the morning until 4 in the afternoon, I ain't allowed on.) Also, I have a lot of Choir practice too, as we have this training weekend coming up and we have to practice more...

Well, I kind of ran out of ideas half way through, but I hope this is okay for you guys.

And thanks to too, for chatting endlessly with me! This is for you!

Finally! The weekend is here, and the gang is planning on going out for the day together!

"Where do you think we should go?" I asked, sprawled across Cosmo's living-room carpet, staring at the ceiling. The whole gang could fit in here, because Cosmo has VERY rich parents, plus a sister.

Rouge and Cream sat on an armchair large enough to fit both easily on to talking about makeup or something: Tails and Cosmo were all looking at a newspaper (with the front page story clearly showing) that was carefully placed on a glass-topped coffee table (honestly, that wouldn't last 5 minutes in our house with y mum and I), Silver and Blaze had been discussing something about The Hunger Games Trilogy (which I still haven't read to their dismay). Shadow I think was in the kitchen getting a drink. That left Sonic and I, who had immediately thrown ourselves onto the floor and proceeded to stare at the ceiling. I glanced at him occasionally, and caught him looking at me side ways once. He was clearly embarrassed, but I just grinned in a friendly way and turned my attention to Rouge, asking the question.

"Well... seen as it's your birthday soon, I think you should choose."

"Honestly, you think I should do everything around here, don't you?"

I swear if this was anime she would have sweat-dropped.

"Well... any ideas anyone? I'm kinda stuck..." Suddenly, the whole room exploded. Not literally, no, that would have been painful, but it was as if a box of angry howler monkeys had been let loose in an empty school hall: loud.

"Shopping Center!"

"Man U vs. Liverpool!"

"Basketball court!"

"Cinema!"

"Paint-balling!"

"Swimming!"

"NOOOOOO!" Screamed Sonic, jumping up from the floor.

I heard a glass shatter from the kitchen direction. Ah, poor Shadow.

Or should I have said poor Sonic. Shadow came walked into the room, a dangerously calm smirk on his face. At this point every one except Rouge had got up and walked to the other side of the room. Rouge isn't afraid of Shadow, and neither am I, but she should know better than to get in his way when he's mad.

"FAKER!"

"Yes Faker?" Oh man, they just can never seem to get along. Suddenly Shadow lunged, but not before Sonic was at the other side of the room. Sonic stood, grinning from ear to pointy blue ear.

I grabbed Shadow and pinned his arms to his sides, stopping him from escaping. He didn't even try to struggle, knowing that when I want him to stop, I mean it. That or he wouldn't be able to walk for the next few days.

As soon as they had calmed down, we all re-assumed our original positions.

"How about ice-skating, most of us enjoy that..." Shadow is a genius.

"Yes!"

"Umm, frozen water? Still not buying it."

Silver telepathicly threw a pillow at his head, with pin-point accuracy, as always.

"Still not going..." he put up a fight. Until I sat on him.

"AMES! Urgh, fine, I'll go, just GET. OFF." I got up and smiled. I always beat him. No matter.

"Okay meet at... 7?" Everyone agreed, knowing it was the best time.

When I got home, I looked at the daunting amount of homework that sat on my bed. An English essay, Maths, Geography, History and Moral and Spiritual (R.E in most schools, but not ours).

My History boom found its way onto my desk, my pen into my hand. I was about to open my text-book, when suddenly, the voices and blurred images came back. Only this time, they weren't as blurred. I could make out green eyes on the red hedgehogs face as she ran with the pink bundle. I could easily see the pain encrypted on to the white hedgehogs face as he examined the dagger that had been thrust in his belly, wondering if he would make it. Then, his eyes glazed over and fell.

'Josefo!' The red hedgehog screamed, clearly a woman. Suddenly, she stopped, swayed slightly and the collapsed in a heap. A grey wolf, had hit her with the hilt of his sword. The bundle half-rolled half-crawled to where my feet would have been.

But just as I was about to get a closer look, it was as if the wolf had hit me too.

I snapped back to reality, my head throbbing with pain. And not just in one place: my whole head felt like it had been put in a bell and the bell had been hit with a giant hammer.

I got up, but fell immediately to my knees. The pain spread to my neck and-

It stopped.

I rose from the carpet cautiously, and felt my head. No blood, no pain on contact...

It couldn't be migraines... so...

I shook it off when I heard my mum calling me down for tea. But as I left (I kick myself now for not going to check), I swear I saw someone with green eyes outside my window, looking at my with a knowing glint present.

Phew! Can I just say, that typing is so hard when you are literally on the brink of collapsing into a coma. My shoulders are so sore (I have naturally weak ligaments in them, which means they dislocate easily =A=). My hands are dragging across the keyboard...

Thanks to all reviewers, love you guys! *hands out imaginary cup cakes*

Charley, sore and OUT!

p.s sorry it's quite short...