A/N: To the 50 people on here and AO3 who've read my story so far and the 3 people that favorited (is that a word? Don't know, don't care) it, thank you all so much. The first part was a little weird, I know, but trust me, it will all make sense in the end. Also, about the parts in Portuguese and Hokkien... neither of these are my native languages so there might be some mistakes. Enjoy guys... -efngpo Updated 05/10/2020
I don't own anything except the storyline
(Amy's POV)
Panting, I sprang up from the mattress, my vision still blurred. I gently stretched my arms out from under the blanket and gently rubbed my eyes.
"Rosadinha it's time to wake up!" I heard my mom's cheerful voice ring out from the other side of my closed door. Turning my head slightly to glance at the clock, I groaned as I noticed the big green numbers on the screen. 7:30. Fuck, I thought to myself. I was going to be late for school if I slept a minute longer.
It usually took me 15 minutes to get ready before grabbing a quick breakfast and starting the 15 minute walk to my school. I rolled out of bed and shook the blanket aside, watching half of it drape over the side of my mattress and an edge touching the floor. I walked over to my desk and picked up my phone.
A sense of relief ran through my body as I turned it on, noticing the date. It was the first day of school today, meaning that it would start at 9, an hour later than it normally would, and it would only last an hour as well! I could just take a nap when I come back.
"Amelia! Onde estás? Vem tomar café da manhã!" (Where are you? Come have breakfast!)
I quietly groaned at my mom's call before replying "Sim mamãe, eu tô vindo" (Yes mom, I'm coming). It peeved me when other Mobians called me Rosadinha, which meant "little pinkie" in Portuguese. That nickname always annoyed me, but being called my full name, Amelia, peeved me even more. The origin of this nickname… you could guess where it came from. I had pink fur and quills. The rest was history.
I took the t-shirt and shorts I was sleeping in off and threw it on my bed, not really caring about the tidiness of my sleeping area, and walked over to my walk in closet, pulling an outfit out from the shelf. I decided to go with a light pink sweatshirt and some ripped jeans in the end.
As I put the clothes on, I glanced over at my dresser, slightly smiling. A few pictures covered with glass and surrounded by a black frame hung on the cream white walls above it. With glancing at each photo, my grin widened even more. With my eyes traveling from left to right, I finally rested them on the last one, my grin stretching across my tan muzzle.
I couldn't help but look back at that fateful day 5 years ago, thinking about how my life would be different had I not met him. It was completely coincidental, the meeting. It just sort of... happened. I could remember it like it had just happened mere moments ago. I had just moved to this suburb, Green Hills, from an inner city Station Square neighborhood. It was just days before my 10th birthday and my mom thought that it would be a good idea if I joined a baseball club like I did in the city. This ended up being the decision that would either change my life for the better, or seriously fuck it over. I used to think that the former was in place, but as of late, the latter seemed to have more possibility of coming true.
"AMY!" my thoughts were interrupted once again by the calling of my name. For the first time that morning, I wasn't angry at having been called. The call of my name was interrupted by my room door bursting open and a small blue hedgehog bursting in, my brother Rob.
"O QUE você tá fazendo ROBERTO!" (what are you doing?!) I hissed at my 9 year old brother in annoyance, covering myself up as I realized I still wasn't fully clothed yet. I ran back into the walk in closet and quickly finished dressing before returning back outside to tell him off. "Kâu-sí-gín-á!" (Little dipshit) I remembered one of the Hokkien words Silver taught me a while ago.
"Uh…" I heard him say, followed by some laughs, a "Bom dia?" (Good morning) and a "desculpe" (Sorry).
"Nossa..." (My god...)
"Não sabia que você não tava usando roupa" (I didn't know that you weren't wearing clothes)
I just shook it off and grabbed my phone off my desk. "It's okay Rob". I quickly ushered him out of my room before closing the door.
"Ah there you kids are!" my mom said as we made our way into the dining room. "Amelia, you're starting 11th grade now. You need to get up earlier!" she semi-scolded me, which I grunted to.
My mom pulled me out of the kitchen into the hallway. "I'm working late today so I need you to watch Rob okay?" she quietly whispered into my ear, which I simply nodded to. I returned to the dining room where my brother was sitting with a plate of pancakes in front of him. I stared as he poured Aunt Jemima all over the flapjacks, creating a mountain of diabetes. As much as I wanted to sneak a bite, I couldn't. I was on a diet.
I walked towards the fruit basket and glanced inside, sighing as I couldn't see any strawberries. My mom had probably forgotten to buy them when she went grocery shopping on the weekend. I don't blame her though. She had gotten much busier in the last month since she started her new job, working as a translator in a construction company. Eventually, I settled for a bright red apple, glistening from the light above. Crunch. I bit into the apple, feeling the waxy texture of it on my tongue. Once again, a smile found its way to my face. I had no idea why I loved waxy apples so much.
I glanced over at the dining table to my brother. He had just finished the last crumb of the pancakes. I tossed the apple core into the compost bin for my mom. I quickly rinsed the apple's juices off of my hands and wiped them on my shirt before turning back towards Rob. He had already placed his plate in the sink and was already out by the door, getting his coat on. I hurriedly followed in him, turning the lights in the kitchen out as I left the room.
The leaves had just begun to turn orange, plastering yet another smile across my face. The fall had always made me happy for as long as I could remember. The arrival of autumn meant that winter would soon be here, meaning that it would be Christmas time as well. As I walked through the neighborhood with my brother next to me, I closed my eyes and thought about how wonderful Christmas was. It would be even better, if I had someone special to spend it with...
I sighed dreamily at that thought, quite loudly actually. Maybe it wasn't that loud, but just loud enough for Rob to tug on the edge of my sweater and look up at me with the sweetest eyes in a concerned expression.
"Como vai?" he asked. "Tá bom?" (How are you? Are you okay?)
I flashed him a reassuring smile, telling him I was alright. "Claro que tô bem Roberto. Às vezes, eu penso sobre as coisas... assim". (Of course I'm fine Rob, I just think about these things sometimes)
We soon arrived at Rob's school, also my old elementary school. I had many fond memories of this place, but it wasn't always sunshine and rainbows. In the beginning it was quite the opposite actually. Being the new kid was hard, especially arriving here in grade 4. By that time, most of the kids had already formed their friendship groups and it was hard to enter them. I wasn't exactly the most attractive girl either, but not ugly. Pretty average though, but I was a little on the chubby side. I couldn't run as fast as the other kids and that, in their eyes, discouraged them from befriending me. What shallow little shitheads! I eventually was able to make friends, luckily, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to make it through elementary school.
Flashback
"Mamãe! Não quero ir para a escola!" (Mom! I don't want to go to school!) I cried to my mom as she tried to put my coat on. It was the first day of 5th grade and I had just joined the elementary school closest to my house; Chaos Elementary.
"Amelia," my mom said as she bent down and put her hands on my shoulders. "Desculpe mas não podes ficar a casa. Precisas ir para a escola e talvez, encontrar amigos!" (sorry but you can't stay at home. You need to go to school and make some friends!)
I sighed as she continued trying to get me to go to school. I never really enjoyed school, even though I absolutely adored learning. I believed that I didn't enjoy school because I had no good friendships. Living in the inner city made me come into contact with some not so great kids. Station Square was an amazing and beautiful place, but like any other big metropolis, it had a ghetto, and that was almost where my previous home was.
The area I lived in wasn't fully ghetto but also wasn't fully NOT ghetto. A large minority of the kids had one parent who went out to get milk. The parent who didn't go out to get milk passed down some pretty questionable behaviors. I remember watching one of my classmates steal from another classmate as if nothing was out of the ordinary. I saw my friends being stolen from, as well as seeing them steal. It was just all too much for me.
My mom let out a soft sigh as she zipped my jacket up. "We'll go get pizza after school okay?" she tried to coax me.
I nodded in defeat. There really was no way of convincing my mom not to force me to go to school.
"Mamãe!" I called out as she was about to drive away. "Até logo!" (See you later!)
She flashed a small smile at me before speeding off, leaving a trail of dust behind.
I slowly walked inside the building, holding in a breath I took while still inside the car. I observed my surroundings carefully, and one thing was clear right away; everyone here would either be a complete snob, and if not everyone, most would be.
After half an hour of wandering the halls, I finally made my way to my classroom for the next year, letting out a long but quiet sigh of relief. I didn't know anybody, so I decided to pick a seat at the back of the room. I took off my jacket and hung it on the back of the chair and sat down at the desk, sighing once more and hoping everything would go smoothly from here.
"Excuse me is this seat taken?" my mindless staring to the front was interrupted by a soft feminine voice.
I looked up and saw a pale furred cat with a spot of black hair between her ears gazing down at me with her charcoal eyes. One look was all it took, and now, she was the embodiment of what I always aspired to be. I could tell from that one look that she wasn't going to be a snob, even though she looked like she would be.
"Helloooooo?" she asked once more, waving a hand in front of my stunned face. "Can I sit here?"
"Uh yeah… of course," I replied shyly, turning away so that she wouldn't see that I was staring at her in fascination.
"You're new here aren't you?" she opened her mouth again, those soft words coming out of it. "Don't worry. I know how you feel. I'm new too".
Somehow, knowing that she was also new to the school gave me a sense of relief. Still, I was too stunned to say anything, my only action that could get out being a small nod, confirming her guess.
"My name is Honey, what's yours?"
I smiled back at her. "I'm Amelia… but I don't really like being called that so please just call me Amy".
She returned the smile. "I think it's a beautiful name".
Flashback ends
"Amy!" my thoughts were interrupted, for the 3rd time that morning. It took me a moment to snap back into reality. I noticed a blue hand waving across my face. "Tchau Amy!" (Bye)
I smiled and waved goodbye to Rob before setting off on my own way, headed towards the high school. Hopefully this year would go much better than the previous ones.
"Hiann-tĩ ah," (My dude) I heard a voice from behind me. "Gâu-tsá!" (Good morning) The voice was followed by a white hedgehog with 5 long quills quickly catching up to me.
"Meu deus," I replied. "Há muito tempo né?" (My god, it's been a while hasn't it?)
The white hedgehog nodded. "How was your summer Amy?"
"Foi… bom Silver," I replied. "Dude I did the same thing as you!" (It was good)
"Right," he sighed lightly. "Spanish class was such a pain in the ass. How was Science?"
I groaned slightly. "Foi… não sei como foi". (It was... I don't know how it was)
Silver chuckled. "Foi merda?" (It was shit?)
I replied to him with a laugh of my own. "Talvez". (Maybe)
"So uh…" Silver began. "Are you feeling okay Amy?"
Once again I let out a soft chuckle. "Of course I'm fine!" I replied, gently slapping him on the back. "Why wouldn't I be fine?"
He shook his head and looked down at the boots on his feet. "What about the whole thing with Scourge?"
I stopped in my tracks and blankly stared forward for a moment before turning towards Silver. "Yeah… he was always being a dick to me. I don't even know why I liked him".
This time, it was Silver's turn to chuckle. "You're weird," he muttered between the chuckles. "But I'm weirder".
I gave Silver a playful slap on the back as I continued to laugh. "Trust me, nobody is as weird as I am".
Silver rolled his eyes in response. "At least you don't have a marijuana leaf on your head".
"Oh god… It's a good look though".
The white hedgehog next to me started to laugh at my speechlessness. "Ya know… if you want to I can give you that and I'll happily take your pink quills and fur".
"Ugh," I rolled my eyes. Once more, I playfully flicked Silver's muzzle, causing him to growl quietly in response. "I'll keep my pink quills and fur thank you very much Fabian," I replied with a smirk, knowing that using his real name would piss him off a bit.
"Chill Amelia," he hissed. "Só tava brincando (I was just joking). Plus, Maria wouldn't like it if I was p-," Silver added before quickly clapping his hand over his muzzle.
I raised an eyebrow at him, smirking as an idea found its way into my head. "Maria Robotnik?" I laughed.
A quiet "Fuck" was all that exited Silver's mouth as I continued to laugh. "You better not tell ANYBODY okay Amelia?"
"Yeah yeah I'll keep it a secret," I replied, semi half heartedly. "But only cause you know about what happened with Scourge and you could use it as blackmail against me".
Silver smirked back at me as we continued to walk in silence, enjoying the calm early September winds accompanied by a sun peeking its way out between the many clouds and the many multicolored leaves falling onto the sidewalk. It had been a while since I walked with someone like this. If I had my way, the hedgehog walking next to me at this moment, joking and laughing with me would not be Silver. Sure, he was an amazing friend and the closest I could get to a guy but he just wasn't what I was looking for.
I shook my head to rid my mind of those thoughts. The last thing I wanted right now was to be in that situation again. My previous experience with love was… disastrous to say the least. It was the only experience with it I had had before and I had no idea what was normal, what wasn't normal, what was fine, what wasn't fine.
As guessed, my thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by Silver's confused chuckling at his phone. With me, being confused as well, I turned my head towards my friend and shot him a look, causing him to immediately stop.
"What?" he said in an annoyed tone as he turned towards me and shot me a look of his own. "Apparently putting babies near dumpsters is trendy in Spagonia right now…"
"Yeah of course you would know that Fabian" I replied jokingly. "You were probably a dumpster baby as well".
"Vai foder-se" (Fuck you)
"Rsrs. Te amo também. Claro sem homo". (Lol. Love you too, no homo of course)
He just rolled his eyes as we continued on our way to the school.
"You never told me what happened at the Yurashian restaurant," I spoke up after a few moments of silence.
Silver burst out laughing again. "ũ-kuá lâng si't-tsāi sĩ ũ kàu gõng". (Some people are really dumb)
"What?"
"In lóng m̃ tsãi-iánn guá mã ẽ kóng hok-kiàn-uẽ. Tsiah tshiò-khue". (They didn't know I spoke Hokkien. It was hilarious)
"What?" I repeated once more. "The heck does that mean carinho?" (Bro)
"They just assumed I didn't speak Hokkien…" he began. "…and they called me a cracker!" He burst out laughing at the last word
This time, I joined my friend in the laughing. "What did you reply?"
"So I just turned my head around," he reenacted the scene and glared at me. "Khuànn sánn-siâu là!? Lí thâu-tú-á kiò guá siánn-mih?" (What you got on me bruv!? The hell did you call me?"
"Nossa…" (My god)
"Yeah… the rest of the dinner was uh… interesting to say the least," he continued. "Did you also go to a restaurant and get called a gringo?" Silver added jokingly.
I shook my head. I closed my eyes and softly smiled. "Eh. I didn't have much time. Remember I took 2 other courses?"
It was already 8:45 by the time I got to school with Silver. There weren't many people there at the time, Graças a Deus (Thank god). It would have been irritating to wait in the line to get our timetables for a long time.
I looked down at the orange piece of paper clutched in my hands. A small, satisfied smile crept its way onto my slightly tanned muzzle as I scanned my eyes across the page, reading the letters in the grid. It was relieving that I had gotten all the classes I needed to get into my desired higher education institute; New Mobotropolis National University, if I aced all them that is.
I glanced over at Silver, neither a smile nor a frown were plastered on his muzzle. I immediately knew what was up. It was even more confirmed when I noticed that he had an eyebrow raised slightly, mouthing something. Probably a curse word in another foreign language.
"Let me guess…" I commented, peering over his shoulder. "The school fucked your schedule up again?"
He only responded by nodding once before continuing with glaring at the orange paper in his hand. "They didn't even give me fucking AP Psychology!" Silver hissed. "I KNOW for a fact that class still has room…"
He stormed off back into the office without another word, leaving me alone in the hall.
A few more moments of awkward, alone stillness later, I began to slowly make my way towards my classroom.
A/N: Oooh what happened with Scourge? Also, I don't mean to offend anyone with the "no homo" thing. I'm bi so... yeah. Please review! -efngpo