(Tails)
I felt a whirlwind of emotion as I placed the last little trinket on my desk, a Newton Cradle Rouge had given me, and took a step back to look at the room, it was everything a nerds room should be, covered floor to ceiling in engineering tat, fantasy junk and a wardrobe of horrendous clothes, you could really imagine not a single woman ever entering this room. As much as I hate it, it's very well done.
But a few years ago, this would've been all me, all over, but things change, and people change, maybe your passion for something fades, maybe you don't like that coat you loved a year ago, or maybe you just don't look at your high school crush the same way. Bottom line is, people don't decide who they are at fifteen, and that includes me.
But my friends (though that title becomes less and less accurate by the day) don't seem to agree, the last person who shook the boat like that was Sally, and God only knows what she's up to now, I hope she's well though, she was nice. They just don't like change, I've been stuck in the same love triangle since Junior year of high school, and I hate it, not the people per se, but the idea of a 'lOvE tRiAnGlE' is stupid, because I'll pick one, and upset the other, and then I'll feel bad, and that'll ruin my relationship, and anger the other one, so no one wins! But the hatred of change extends beyond that, my boyfriend loves me having long hair, but I have to be discreet in growing it out, less I want Sonic to assault me with a pair of scissors, and therapy, has been a huge help for me, but I can't talk about in case Knuckles goes on a 2 hour rant about 'manliness' or something like that.
But now? That can change, finally, as now, I am a grown adult, who can do grown adult things, like wear nail polish, and drink a lot, and wear whatever colour I want thank you very much! But, it'll be slower, more discreet, as to not pull a Sally and just get verbally abused by about 10 people, but, one way or another, change will be happening.
(Tails)
I was looking around my room when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, a quick glance revealed the message in it's entirety.
Kit
"C U 2nite xx"
I responded with a prerequisite heart emoji and put my phone in my pocket and made my way to the main sitting area, me and Kit had met just last year, and meeting him truly extenuated my lack of love for Cream and Cosmo by comparison, as I just felt enamored with him ever since we'd met, we just, clicked, in a way that only true lovebirds do, but again, no dice on telling my friends about him, mostly because Amy's Piko Piko Hammer could be quite detrimental to my well-being.
Walking into the main area revealed that it was somehow messy already, which told me that Sonic and Silver had came and went as they pleased, leaving a mess behind them that I would inevitably be cleaning up, there was five of us in one, strangely huge dorm, me, Sonic, Knuckles, Silver, and Shadow, all in just a single place by ourselves, and already things weren't off to a fantastic start it seemed.
I felt disgruntled picking up the litter Sonic and Silver had left at their asses, in fact I was sweeping up the floor when Knuckles came staggering through the door with a tower of boxes in his arms, and clearly not very happy about it.
"Finally," came the strained grunt from the echidna, "someone useful. Tails, could'ja grab them too boxes for me and put em in Shads' room?" he asked, and I obliged, keenly flexing my flight abilities as I flew up, grabbed Shadow's boxes and deposited them into his room for him, eliciting thanks from Knuckles as he carried the rest into their respective rooms.
(Tails)
The rest of the night leading up to the date with Kit was completely uneventful, we got our new schedules, picked out our classes, and just got settled in, you know, normal first day shit.
But all the rest of the guys had gone out clubbing together, I always got left out for being 'too young', which would've made sense three years ago, but I'm fast approaching nineteen years old, I'm fairly sure I can handle some boobs at least.
But not according to them, apparently, as I've always been seen as the 'little bro' of the group, who hence must have his innocence maintained at all costs, and hence mustn't be exposed to indecency like that, which meant I was always left out. But hey, no complaints here, I get to spend more time with Kit.
As I rapped the door of what I assumed to be his dorm, I could hear movement behind the door, and it didn't take long for one of its residents to show himself, and thankfully, it was exactly who I wanted it to be.
(Kit Tsunami)
I felt a bubbling joy in the pit of my stomach as I opened the door to meet Tails, who somehow now looked more radiant than ever before, with his thick golden fur and ravishing blue eyes, he was a catch far beyond what I should be capable of, but here he was, in front of me.
I was well aware of the situation with his friends, but who cares? Look at him! He more than made up for them by being the best person I'd ever had the fortune to actually meet, and I was dating him too!
"Hi Kit!" oh his voice is amazing! Even the most basic sentences melt me like butter in his hands, he just has such a pleasant voice to listen to, one of those voices you never tire of, one of those voices which you could listen to for hours.
I managed to muster up a 'Hi' in response, which earned me a kiss as I let him in.
(Tails)
Kit's dorm was a two person dorm as opposed to the five that I was saddled with, and it was so much better than mine already, it was clean and well organized, with no mess already on the floors, and everything where it should be.
I was looking around when Kit's roommate revealed herself in the most fitting way, "DRIPPY! WHERE DID YA PUT OUR TOOTHBRUSHES?" came a familiar yell from the bathroom as Surge poked her head out of the doorway, her long, bright green quills were tied back as always, and she was now visibly in her pajamas and ready to go straight to bed "Oh," said Surge meekly as we made eye contact, "sup Tails?" she said offering me a fist bump, which I took, and standing out in the hall, "Proud of ya Drippy, gotcha little boyfriend here and yer all ready for a comfy night. But try not to make too much noise, or else it's your funerals. Have a good one!" and with that Surge left me and a woefully embarrassed Kit to our own devices.
Kit spent quite a while just trying to make up for the embarrassment via pampering me till I forgot about it, a viable strategy, but one that wasn't wholely effective, as Surge's yelling remained embroiled in my memory even after all the treatment I received. I honestly wish I could've lived with Kit as opposed to Sonic and company, but alas no dice on that, and I was now stuck with them for a while, which made these nights feel like a luxury.
End Of Chapter 1