Author: Chapter 2 is finally up. I'm going to try to update at the end of each week. Thanks to those who have already commented, favorited, and followed.

I only own the fallowing characters: Sasha, Anthony, Krystal, Eric, Pamela, Angel, Daniel, and Ms. Malt. Sega characters belong to Sega. Enjoy!

The bus pulled up in the bus loop as I got off and walked into the school. Today I was dressed in something I never expected to wear. I was wearing a lavender fitted top, my large light blue jacket, with white cuffed shorts, and my light brown timberlands. This is the consequences I pay for forgetting to do laundry last night. I had no choice but to scrape the bottom of my drawers where my lighter colored clothes lay. I felt uncomfortable in this change of clothing, but I prefer to wear this than a dress.

I walked down the halls with my hands in my jacket pockets as I tried my best to ignore the stares from others students. I have never worn clothes like this to school before. Usually I'm dressed in black band t shirt, ripped jeans, and combat boots. The awkward stares were making me feel more uncomfortable. Most of them were shocked looks while others were more alluring looks from a lot of boys and a few girls. Feeling embarrassed, I pulled my hood over my head and zipped up my jacket to cover up as much as I can.

Anyways, that's not my biggest issue right now. Today is the day everybody will hear about my past and it's all thanks to a little demon named, Eric. Just thinking about it made my stomach fill with anxiety. I need to think of a way to avoid all this.

Should I leave campus and skip school?

No, because my mom would kill me...literally.

Should I pretend to be sick?

No, because then I would look weak.

Should call the cops on him?

No, they aren't going to understand.

Should I just go to Eric and beg not to do so?

Pfffft, I have more dignity than that...anyways he'd probably say no.

I inwardly groaned to myself. Why can't something happen to me today?

"WAAAAHHH!" I screamed as I felt someone grab me from behind with both arms and picked me up of the ground. "Hola, Princesa." The person said into my ear. "Really Anthony?" I asked in a non amused tone. Anthony only laughed as he put me down. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself." He said still laughing. I only rolled my eyes.

Today, Anthony was wearing our red and white school T shirt with the matching sweat pants and gray tennis shoes. I guess he decided to put on his track uniform ahead of time instead of later.

He actually looked pretty good in his uniform. WAIT, what am I saying!?

"Hmmmm, no black today? What's the occasion?" Anthony asked, studying my outfit. "I forgot to do laundry last night." I replied. "Ohh, I see." He said. "So...how are you feeling?" He asked. I knew what he was talking about. I solemnly looked to the ground before saying "Do you really have to ask...?" Anthony was quiet for a moment before he lifted my chin and said "Tell you what, after my track meet today, I'm gonna spend the whole evening with you. I'll take you anywhere you want." I couldn't help but smile at this. It's been a while since we hung out like that due to studying, his track practice, and his girlfriend. "Ok then." I said starting to feel better while Anthony smiled back at me.

"ANTHONYYYYYY!" Oh god, here she comes. We both looked down the hall to see a storm of red hair coming our way. This storm is known as Anthony's girlfriend, Krystal. She is about my height with really long straight red hair that she kept in a ponytail. Her eyes were light blue shade and she had a slim figure due to being the leader of the cheerleading squad. Today, she wore a white polo shirt with a red trim, a short red skirt, and red and white chucks. Like the other girls, Krystal can't stand me, but since she is dating Anthony she feels the need to fake it. She thinks I don't know this but trust me, I do.

Krystal ran up to us and glompped onto Anthony, giggling up a storm. "Sup babe." Anthony said as gave her a quick kiss on the lips. I felt a tightening pain in my chest at the sight of this.

Am I...jealous...? Of course not! I shook the thought out of my head.

"Soooo," Krystal started as she sidestepped in front of me, purposely flipping her ponytail in my face. I grimaced at this.

That chick better be careful or else she is gonna go from sixteen inches to no inches.

"I can't wait to see you at the track meet today. I'm gonna be the main one cheering you on." She said hopping excitedly. Anthony chuckled. "Thanks babe. I know you will. By the way, you remember Sasha, right?" He said, gesturing to me. "Yes. I do actually." I sensed a hint of annoyance in her voice as she slowly turned my way, giving me a slight displeased look. Once she turned completely around, her expression softened after seeing my outfit for today. "Oh my gosh, Sasha! You look so cute today!" Krystal squealed as she...hugged me. I cringed at her touch and gave a disgusted look. Anthony noticed my uneasy expression as he pried Krystal off my body.

As you can see, I don't like to be touched. Not just by people like Krystal but anybody in general. If that person isn't personally close to me then I feel they shouldn't touch me.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNG! "Well that's the bell. C'mon Anthony." Krystal said as she started dragging Anthony away. "Alright. See you later, Sasha." Anthony said before leaving. "By the way Sasha, you should SO get a boyfriend." Krystal said to me with a stupid cheesy grin on her face. I did my best to give her a fake smile. I don't think it worked.

I rolled my eyes in the back of my head as I turned on my heel and walked towards class. I know she only said that so she can keep Anthony all to herself.

"Morning Sasha." Angel greeted, catching up to me. "Hi Angel." I said back to was wearing a yellow lace dress with a silver jewelry set and yellow sandals.

"Wow! You look really nice today." I was about to thank her until I happened to look over her shoulder to see Pamela and Eric having a suspicious conversation a few yards away from us. As if feeling my gaze, they both turned in my direction, both of them giving me smug looks. I shot them both one of my famous death glares, especially at Eric.

He better not be doing what I think he's doing.

Angel finally noticed I wasn't responding to her as she followed my gaze towards the evil duo. "What's going on with them?" Angel asks, as she gives me a worried look. I grabbed her arm and began dragging her away from the scene. "Don't worry. I'll explain it to you after class. Anyways, how was the doctor yesterday?" I asked, trying to change the subject. Blush started to creep up on Angel's face. "It went well...until I cried and kicked the doctor in the danger zone."

"Really!?" I asked, trying to suppress my laugh.

"It was an accident!"

After first period, I told Angel about my situation. She offered to help me in any way that she could, but I declined. I really didn't want to drag her in my personal dilemma. Speaking of first period, that history test did not do me any justice. Even though I studied my heart out with Anthony, it seemed as if none of the questions were based off what we studied. Anyways, the day lingered on, but surprisingly I didn't feel as anxious as I did when I got to school. Maybe it's because I'm a bit excited about hanging out with Anthony later today.

It's normal to feel this way about spending an evening out alone with your best friend, right?

Anyways, it was now time for fourth period, which was one of my favorite subjects, science. Also known as the class right before lunch. I walked into the room and sat in my usual seat. The other students shot weird glances at me as they began murmuring amongst themselves.

Honestly, does everyone in this stupid school act like they don't have their own business to be concerned about!

RIIIIIIIIIIIING! The rest of the students poured in along with our teacher, Ms. Malt. She is a very skinny woman with grey eyes that are usually covered by her silver rimmed glasses and short thin black hair. Today she wore a black tank, long khaki slacks, and three inch black heels, along with her everyday lab coat.

"Alright class, you have fifteen minutes to get back in your groups and finish your assignment from yesterday." With that being said, everyone transitioned in their groups and began working. Unlike everyone else, I finished my assignment yesterday without the need of a group. Guess that explains why I'm the only person with an A in this class.

Fifteen minutes, huh? I guess I might as well attempt to read Romeo and Juliet for the sake of passing that English exam next week. I pulled out my book and started reading from where I left of yesterday when suddenly I saw a chair pull up in the corner of my eye. The person to sit in the chair was boy named Daniel.

Daniel is tall and pretty built with blond shaggy hair and gray eyes. Today, he is wearing a green Holister shirt with light blue jeans and green and white Jordans. Daniel is one of the popular guys at school like Anthony is. Only difference is that 1) Daniel the star quarterback of the school football team and 2) he is an asshole.

"Well don't you look sexy today?" Daniel said seductively. I looked to the side to see the class's fake skeleton and turned my attention back to Daniel."You better be talking to that skeleton over there." I replied to him with a glare. As if he wasn't fazed by my response, Daniel only chuckles. C'mon Sasha, don't be like that." He said. "Wow, I'm nearly surprised you even know my name." I say sarcastically. "I know all the names of the most beautiful girls at school." Daniel said flirtatiously with a wink. "By the way, I came to ask if you would like to go see a movie with me tomorrow night."

Seriously, how stupid does this boy think I am?

"Listen Daniel, I'm not stupid. I know the only reason you're talking to me just so you could use me to get back at Anthony for taking Krystal away from you because you couldn't be a better boyfriend to her." I shot at him, feeling pretty pissed off. Knowing that I caught him, Daniel looks at me in shock which soon turns to anger.

"You should be lucky I even asked you out you little b-"

"First of all, I call it an Insult to be asked out by the like of you. You can say or do whatever you want but just so you know, I'm not scared of you." I say, while shooting him my famous death glare. Daniel tries to match my glare, but fails miserably. Knowing that he has lost he grabs his chair and scrambles back to his group. I feel everyone's eyes on me, curious about what just happened.

Well that was five minutes well spent….

I let a sigh escape my lips. Now that I've lost all motivation in reading, I decide to take a nap. I slide my book back into my bag, then put my head down and closed my eyes. As time inched closer and closer towards lunch my anxiety began to grow more and more. I tried my best to calm down, but I wasn't sure it was working.

"Ok, everyone turn in your assignments, but stay in your groups. We will be doing an experiment today." Ms. Malt announced as she collected the papers and began passing out the utensils and chemicals. "Umm, Sasha, this project actually requires a group. How about you work with...that lovely group in the back?" I turned around towards where her finger was pointing. Only to see Pamela and her two little friends giving me smug looks.

Yea, lovely alright…

Without any comments, I grabbed my stuff and reluctantly trudged to their table. I sat in the available seat across from Pamela. I folded my arms and narrowed my eyes at all of them while they all kept the same stupid smirks on their faces, until Pamela decided to speak.

"Hey, freak show. I see you decided to TRY to fit in with today. See, isn't nice to be like us normal people for once."

"Oh shut it, Pam. I'm not in the mood to listen to any of your crap."

As if she my remark didn't faze her, Pamela's smirk only grew wider before speaking again.

"Oh yea, that reminds me. You know, I was talking with your little friend Eric today and he said he had the most hilarious story to tell at lunch. I can't wait to hear it."

I knew it. I freakin' knew that's what they were talking about when I saw them in the hallway. I could only stare as I watched the three of them giggle.

That's it! I can't take this anymore!

"Alright class, your instructions are on the board. I will come around if you need any help." Ms. Malt announced once she finished passing everything out. "Ms. Malt, may I go to the bathroom." I suddenly ask. "Ohh...go ahead." Ms. Malt replies as if surprised to hear my voice.

I quickly got up from my seat and started walking towards the door, but not before swiping Pam's make up bag while she and her friends were continued giggling.

I walked in the bathroom which was only a few doors down from my class. I entered one of the stalls and dumped Pamela's entire M.A.C make up collection down the toilet along with the little designer bag.

Feeling somewhat satisfied, I began leaving the bathroom until I started to feel something unpleasant build up inside me. Before I knew it, I ran back into one of the stalls and started to throw up. This is what happens when I let my anxiety get the best of me. Every morning I wake feeling sick to my stomach because I'm nervous about what garbage I may have to face when I get to school. Usually I am able to contain myself, but on a day like this, I just can't.

I just wish something could happen at any moment to keep lunch from happening. A meteor...an alien invasion...a call from the president giving all schools a free day off...something...?

As if on cue, I hear the sounds of terrified screams, rapid footsteps, and blaring sirens emanating from the hallways.

"FIIIIRRREEEE!"

I guess a fire works too.

Thanking the Lord for answering my prayers, I quickly clean myself off and ran towards the door. I could hear the panicked screams coming from my peers.

"Where did this fire even come from!?"

"Oh my gosh! We're all gonna die!"

"Where the hell is my make up bag!?"

I tried to push the door open only to find it was jammed.

Stupid school budget door!

I looked around to see smoke is already engulfing the bathroom. Panicked, I began pushing harder, but the door refused to budge. I was about to scream for help, but then I realized...I could get myself out.

I backed up until I reached wall at the end of the bathroom. Taking in a deep breath, I ran as fast as I could and kicked the door off the hinges.

I guess being the former middle school soccer champion really pays off.

Looking around, I see that the entire second floor is engulfed in nothing, but smoke and flames.

This can't be any ordinary fire to spread this fast. Where the hell did it come from!?

So far it looks like everyone made it outside already and the fire was rising fast, which means I better get out fast.

I ran to the closest exit at the end of the hall and pulled on the door.

"YOU BEST BE FREAKIN' KIDDIN' ME RIGHT NOW!"

Of course the door wants to be locked and the only other exit is all the way at the other end of the hall.

It looks like I don't have a choice, do I?

With every bit of strength I had left, I sprinted for the door. But with each step I took, my strength began to fail. My mind was getting hazy from the smoke along with my vision. My lungs were being filled with the deadly air as I started coughing up a storm. Before I knew it, my body gave out on me as I collapsed to the floor. Only being halfway towards the exit, I laid there in defeat.

Am I really going to die...? And if I am...is it for the best...or am I just being ridiculous...?

Boooooooommmmmm! A loud explosion erupted from left side of the hall.

Is this a fire or a terrorist attack!?

Feeling helpless and scared, I happened lift up my head to see a dark figure standing before me. It looked as if it was only three feet tall from what I can make out.

Is this a good thing...am I being saved...? What is happening?

Before I could get an answer, everything went black.

I fluttered open my eyes...at least I believe they I did. Either way, everything was still black. I lifted my aching head and rubbed my eyes. Once my vision started to adjust to the darkness, I realized my surroundings were a lot different from before. From what I could make out, there seemed to be quite a few desks with beakers and test tubes filled with multi-colored fluids. But what really got my attention were the many weird machines and metal parts.

Well, I can obviously tell I'm not in the school or the Land of Oz. To me, this place gave more of a Dexter's laboratory vibe.

I carefully tried to stand on my wry legs. They felt like jello, but at the same time they still kept me up. I took out my LG phone to see if I could make any calls from this point.

No signal….shocker…

Frustrated, I blew my messy bags out of my face and slipped my phone back in my pocket. I looked around at the mysterious lab again. Letting my curiosity grow, I thought I would take the time to explore my new surroundings when…..

DONNGG!

"OWW..." I moaned to myself, rubbing my now sore forehead. It felt like I hit a wall off…..glass? Cautiously, I reached my hand out to feel that it was indeed a glass wall. I traced my hand along the smooth glass to find that it circles all around me, encasing me in some type of giant cylinder.

OK this really weird. Where am I? Who brought me here? Why did they bring me here? Why am I in this human sized beaker?

I let these questions run threw my head until I find out I'm not alone…..

"Oh? So I see you finally decide to wake up."

I jump at the sudden voice that echoes the room.

Wait….that voice…..sounds oddly familiar…..and I don't believe it's Dexter's voice.

That's when the light suddenly flashed on and the sight I saw before me absolutely blew my mind.

"Allow me to introduce myself, dear stranger. I am the notorious Dr. Eggman."

"Eggman….?" I whispered with wide eyes.

HE'S REAL!? NO WAY! THERE IS NO WAY THIS IS REAL! I MUST BE ON SOMETHING!

"Hmm, Quiet one aren't we?" Eggman addressed me. Realizing he was still here; I shook the thoughts out of my head and brought my attention back to him.

"Well since we're doing introductions, my name is Sasha and I'm pretty sure you know what I'm wondering right now." I said, narrowing my eyes at him while trying to ignore the awkward fact that I'm actually talking to a character that I never thought existed.

"Well Sasha, welcome to planet Mobius. I was able to bring you here by sending my finest robot through a special portal that took me a tremendous amount of time to figure out, but it turned out to be a brilliant success in the end." Eggman explained. "Oh, speaking of my finest robot, allow me to introduce you to Metal Sonic." He gestured to the corner where I saw a dark figure emerge into the light. It was indeed Metal Sonic.

That must have been the mysterious figure I saw before I blacked out.

I turned my attention back to Eggman. "Ok, so that answers most of my questions. I have just one more though. Why am I here?" I ask bluntly. "About that, I needed a guinea pig to test my new experiment, but none of the beings on this planet makes a suitable test subject."

"Test subject…? What do you mean test subject?" I asked feeling slightly concerned about what might happen next. As if waiting for me to ask that question, Eggman gives an evil grin as he pushes a certain button on his control pad. At that moment, a peculiar gas starts to fill the tube I am incased in. The gas was unbearable. I fell to my knees and started groaning. A strange burning sensation filled my body as if the blood in my veins were boiling. Once again, my vision became hazy, so I could barely see what was going on.

Seconds later, the gas finally clears up. "SUCCESS! Just as I thought! My gas works perfectly!" I heard Eggman say in the midst of my blurred vision.

What is he talking about!? What did that crappy gas do to me!?

Boooooooooommmm!

More random explosions. How nice….

"GRRRRR! NOT THESE PESTS AGAIN! METAL SONIC, SEIZE THEM!" Eggman yelled. I heard a bunch of shooting and the sound of metal clanking. I pulled myself back on my feet. Everything sounded as if it was in chaos, yet I still couldn't see what was going on.

Suddenly I hear the sound of broken glass and I feel myself being swept off my feet. During this time my vision is beginning to clear up, but it is still hard to see because everything seems to be rushing by so fast.

WHAT IS HAPPENING!?

I felt the person who is carrying me come to a complete stop. That's when I noticed my vision was back to normal. Right now, it looked like we were outside on the ledge of very tall tower. I happened to look down to see that it was indeed a….VERY tall tower on top of a large cliff. Seeing this caused me to remember…..I'm afraid of heights.

"AHHHH!" I started to panic. "It's alright. I've got you. Hang on tight, ok?" I heard the person say as I did what I was told and shut my eyes real tight. Making sure he had a firm grip on me, the person jumped from the tower.

OH MY GOD! I'M GONNA DIE! I'M GONNA DIE! I'M GONNA DIE! I'M SOOOO GONNA DIE!

After a few moments of internal panicking, we land safely on what I think seems to be….a plane?

"Great job on the rescue mission Tails and Knuckles."

"No Problem!" said Tails.

"Well that was a lot easier than I expected." said Knuckles.

Hearing these new yet familiar voices, I finally decide to open my eyes only to be met by a pair of emerald green eyes.

"Hi. I'm Sonic. Sonic the hedgehog."

….oh my god…..

Author: I am finally done with this chapter. I reread it about five time so there shouldn't be any mistakes hopefully. Anyways, thanks for reading and I will see you in the next chapter.