The big thing going on at Riverview High was the dance coming up in a few nights, where everyone would be dressing up in costumes. It was the night that people would be determined losers or peeps, also being an event that students indifferent to the world of high school status took every chance in avoiding. It had been Amy's intention as well, as she just couldn't care less about something as such.
Amy steered into the school parking lot, ready to nab a free space next to another. Yet, Shelby Cummings drove right into the space being aimed for, taking not one, but TWO empty spaces. The two others with her giggled, calling, "You snooze, you lose!" to Amy and Knuckles.
In case you haven't noticed, Shelby Cummings was the queen of the school, the walking mannequin who was the head of the cheer-leading team. Yeah, that girl. The one every one wants to slap in the face, followed by her two ladies-in-waiting, each wearing different colored mini-skirt that was so short you wouldn't want to sit down thinking of her.
"Well, there she goes. Miss Shelby Cummings," Knuckles stated. He shook his head disapprovingly before stating, "Shelby wants me so bad."
Amy shot a glare at him. "You never even talked to her before."
"Oh! I've talked to her," replied he in a as-a-matter-a-fact manner. "Okay?"
Amy switched her gaze back to the snob and looked away in disgust.
Knuckles truthfully added though, "In my mind. And let me tell ya, in my mind, she wants me so bad."
"Knuckles, you could do so much better than Shelby Cummings, even in your mind."
Not wanting to accept it, Knuckles quickly pointed Amy to another free parking space, which Amy directed the car to. She slammed the brakes when a Hummer came driving in and stealing that space as well. Amy dropped her palm to her leg. "Come on!" she called in frustration.
Two boys popped their heads out of the truck and laughed over at Amy, who simply rolled her eyes and tried to start her car again. She looked up a second time to see him walking out of the Hummer.
Sonic.
They had bumped into each other the second year of school. The greeting was short and awkward, and their relationship only seemed to dissolve more and more each minute. Though their paths came into contact, they did not seem to collide into each other, instead not even brushing against each other as the two continued on in high school. The guy even brushed off Knuckles, his best friend! Yeah, that guy had become a jerk. They even ended up in the same classes, but that didn't help at all. No, Amy and Knuckles had become nothing more than acquaintances from his past whom he did not wish to commute with anymore. He clearly found something he enjoyed, as he was part of the gang that hovered above all social status in high school. Yeah, he was the head of the football team, who's father coached it, and was the guy every girl wanted to be with. But, of course, only one girl gets that position, and it just so happens to be Shelby Cummings. And, despite Amy's constant arguments with herself, the fact vexed her to no end.
Sonic jumped out of the drivers' seat and swiped his school bag over his shoulder, locking the doors with his car remote.
"Sonic!" Shelby called, walking over to him in her white stilettos, of course followed by her second-maids.
Amy growled. "I swear, people like Shelby and Sonic are genetically programmed to find each other. How can so much ego be in one relationship?"
"Imagine what they say about you," Knuckles responded, though he had to say he agreed with the statement.
Amy sighed, looking back at the group. "They don't even know I exist."
That's when one of the divas, Roxy, a bright red colored raccoon, scrunched up her face and pointed to Amy, calling loudly, "Eew! Stalkerazzi at five o-clock!" (The ironic fact was that it was suppose to be two o'clock, according to the rules of navigation.)The attention of all three divas and Sonic and his buds were focused on Amy and Knuckles now, as Shelby took the speaker phone from the other diva, Samantha, and focused its sound to the pink hedgehog. "The white zone is for cool people only. No geeks." She smiled sweetly as she handed the megaphone back to her laughing pets.
Amy looked over at Knuckles, but her attention went back to the gang when one of the guys called, "Hey, diner girl! Can I get a breakfast burrito to go? Thank you."
"And you thought they didn't even know you existed," the red hot head next to her stated the obvious, receiving a look from Amy as she backed out of the infested driveway, or, as Shelby put it, white zone.