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Good Terms

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"And that's how you put on a condom,"

Sonic and Jet where trying hard to put a condom on a wooden rod. It was awkward for them.

"Jet?"

"What?"

"What goes on in this room, stays in this room,"

Jet nod while blushing. Mister Gill came by checking on everyone to see if they had done it correctly. He stopped at Sonic's desk.

"I see an air bubble, hedgehog. Start again please,"

Sonic groaned. This was not how Friday mornings should be.

"I hate this. I hate this so much."

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Amy was copying down some notes off of the board in her math class when she saw a note land on her note book. She opened it and as she guessed, it was from Brent.

'bored enough to skip class with me next period?"

Amy grinned and looked back as Brent waved casually. She ripped off a piece of paper from her note book and started writing.

'Bored, but not enough to skip and make a bad impression'

She threw it at the boomer and giggled quietly when it hit his eye. Mister Relak, theit math teacher, stepped out of the classroom and Brent made his way from the back of the classroom to the vacant seat beside Amy.

"Amy, you won't make a bad impression,"

Amy had to scoot over on her seat to avoid the smell of smoke all over him.

"You're just going out for a smoke, aren't you?"

Quickly thinking, Brent smiled innocently and his eyes widened.

"Well, yes if you're not with me. You help me keep off of my smokes,"

Amy rolled her eyes. It had been six days since she met Brent, and so far, they were hanging out practically everyday, even if it was just the lunch break or in between classes. Even though Amy still had her heart with Sonic, which she would never admit, Brent seemed like someone who was a perfect match for her. They were so similar yet so different.

"Oh, Ames, I forgot to tell you. One of my buddies is having a party in like three weeks. He does one every year. Pretty much everyone's going. You in?"

"Where is it?"

"I'll pick you up, it's not too far off."

"Okay cool…you drive?"

Brent giggled.

"Nope. But no one needs to know that,"

Amy wasn't one to break any rules, but it was a new year, and she wanted to take a risk.

"Okay,"

Their teacher had returned so everyone sat back down on their seats.

Amy took out her agenda and marked the date of the party.

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"RUN FASTER YOU GOD DAMN SHRIMPS!"

Mr. Gill kept pushing the boys in the gym harder. It was time for warm up and fifteen minutes of running getting tiring to some. To Knuckles, this was nothing extreme. Jarrett Tried to keep up with him, trying to show that he was still a MVP. After the boys heard the whistle, they stopped running. Mister Gill spoke.

"You guys could of done better. Go get the badminton gear out guys,"

One of the kids spoke up.

"Uh sir, I think I speak for everyone when I say that badminton is a gay sport,"

Everyone else agreed so the teacher shrugged and started to go out the door.

"Fine, do what you guys want. Jacob, here's the key to the equipment room,"

Knuckles looked at Jacob, still shocked that he was the child of Mr. Gill. He fumbled with the keys and finally opened the equipment room. All the other boys ran forward, purposely shoving Jacob out of the way and making him fall. Seeing this, the hero in Knuckles came out. He went over and helped him up. Jake was still a little shaky.

"You okay?"

"Yes...thanks,"

Jarrett was watching as he dribbled a basketball.

"We don't have room in the team for sympathetic fools, Knuckles."

An almost inaudible growl was heard as Knuckles went up closer to Jarrett.

"Stay outta my way if you know what's best,"

The other students 'Oohed' in unison as Jarrett threw the ball towards Knuckles. He caught it and kept his stern glare on the boy in front of him. Jarrett spoke.

"Best three outta five,"

Dropping the ball, Knuckles turned around and walked away, heading for the exit. Some of the students were watching this drama and others were minding their own business. Jarrett smirked cockily and Knuckles could feel it.

"Wimp. I don't even know what that hoe Rouge sees in you,"

Knuckles stopped dead in his tracks and whicpers and 'Oohs' could be heard again. The echidna tuned around sharply and charged at him, blowing him off to the back of the gym with a swift punch in the gut. Not expecting it, Jarrett yelped lightly and held onto his stomach.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Jarrett caughed and soon got on his feet with his fists raised.

"Bad time echidna. I was starting to like you for being a total pussy,"

Mimicking his stance, Knuckles waited for him to start.

"Ladies first,"

Jarrett charged, ignoring the comment and raced forward, delivering a punch to the abdomen. Knuckles ducked low and grabbed his leg, whipping him to the gymnastic pads. He had a tint of a smile on his face. This guy wasn't even worth it to him. His moves were all too predictable and much too weak in comparison to him.

"Damn it, you son of a bitch!"

Everyone gathered around Jarrett and saw that his arm had gotten scraped and some blood was beginning to come out. Knuckles' expression turned serious and went over slowly. The angry, and now scarred boy got up off of the matt, but Knuckles held his arms in front of him. He knew fighting him wasn't going to boil over well with this god forsaken school.

"I'm not gonna fight you anymore,"

As if on que Mister Gill came in at a fast pace.

"What was going on here?"

Everybody scattered and only Knuckles and Jarrett remained in front of the big bull. Knuckles spoke.

"Look, sir..."

Jarrett interrupted.

"We were just getting to know each other. Nice to know your future team mates hunh?"

The echidna looked down at jarrett with a half shocked and half grateful expression. He was sure that the boy would blame everything on him to get him off of the team. Mister Gill looked at both teens and walked away to the back of the gym.

"Lift me up, he's still watching,"

Looking down Knuckles saw that Jarrett had extended his hand towards him. He reluctantly took it and lift him up to his feet. As soon as he got up, he put an awkward arm around the echidna's neck.

"Hey! What are you..."

"Remember Knuckles, he's still watching,"

Knuckles sighed and knew that the teacher had to see that they were both in good terms in order to play on the basket ball team.

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Well, exams are finally over so I thought I would update. TIll next chapter!

All suggestions and reviews and appreciated.

Knuxnbat 4:29 PM