"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-"*smash*.

Stupid alarm... I think. I'll look for a better one online later. One that's not so cheap. Or old. Or that wakes me up at the exact wrong moment. I mean, truthfully, this girl has been showing up in my subconscious for a little over a month now. She's really pretty: soft pink hair, emerald eyes, a velvet voice that always says, "Come for me when you wake up." Or at least something to that nature. I still don't really get it. My brain is probably just trying to overcompensate for my lack of social interactions with other people by making her up. Not that I'm completely shut off, not at all. It's just-

"SHADOW! GET DOWN HERE OR YOU'LL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" And that screeching heathen would be my sister, Maria. She's always making sure I'm on time for everything and keeping my grades up. I guess it makes sense, she's my older sister. She says it's her job until she graduates. Then it's my job to make sure I don't screw things up for myself. She's a senior this year, I'm a junior.

I sigh and get out of bed. Beautiful, wonderful, warm bed. Why is life so cruel?

"Coming." I shout back down to her. I grab a pair of gloves and lay my quills down, making sure they don't stick out at any more awkward angles then they already do. I mosey down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"There you are, my little sleepy head," exclaims my mom as I walk through the door separating the hall with the stairs and the kitchen. She's a red hedgehog with blue eyes. They're pretty; crinkled at the edges from a lifetime of laughs.

"Rita, let him go," my father says. "He has to get to school on time, we don't need another call asking where a our son is from the school." She lets go of me and lightly smacks my father on the back of his head. He's a black hedgehog with yellow stripes that run along his frame. He too, has a lightheartedness that can also be seen in my mother. They met in college when my mom asked him out on a dare. They actually hit it off really well and the rest is history.

"Oh, hush up Tobias! I can hug our son." She plants a kiss on my cheek as she says this. "Here you go dear," Mom says and hands me three breakfast bars, "one for you, Sonic, and Silver, since those boys don't eat anything at home. Now off you go, your sister had to leave early for a council meeting." I walk to the door and say my good byes, finally heading out the door.

.oOo.

The school isn't far from my house but, even so, I would still much rather catch a ride with my sister than walk.

"Hey Shads!" Sonic the Hedgehog yells across the courtyard per usual. Tails, being fairly normal, waves while Silver, the most childish seventeen year old I have ever had the pleasure to meet, persists to greet me just about everyday by jumping on me. Today is no exception.

We land with a hard thump on the ground and my quills get mussed up again. "Get off of me Silver." I scowl at him. He says my face is scary when I'm angry, and I've been told I'm easily enraged. He yelps, scrambling off me. Tails, the poor soul meant to deal with these two, helps me up.

"Do you have any food for us?" asks Sonic, bouncing on the balls of his feet with the kinetic energy he never seems to run out of. Gods, he's so impatient and always hungry. Wait, that describes most teenagers.

"Just breakfast bars." I reply, reaching into my bag and pulling out the three bars I was given before I left. They're a bit smashed, having been squashed under my and Silver's body weight, but nonetheless still edible.

"Don't need it today boys," Silver says, his smug expression uncharacteristic on his boyish face. It kind of made me want to punch him even more than usual. "I actually ate food at home this morning." We look at the white member of our rainbow group in shock.

"What?" Our bewilderment was clear as new glass, unsmudged and unblemished. We all know Silver can't cook to save his life.

"I got food at home, what's the big deal?" His face is as confused as ours. You can practically see the question mark floating above his head. This isn't new for him. He's surprisingly smart though.

"Dude, you never eat at home. What's with the sudden change of heart?" asks Tails. His twin tails flicking behind him in curiosity.

"Well I have a...friend...over and we made breakfast together..." he replies sheepishly, blushing and looking at the ground rather than us. I raise my eyebrow.

It's a girl. He has a girl in town staying with him, I think to myself. I quickly glance at Tails. By the look on his face I can guess he's come to the same conclusion. Sonic, on the other hand, couldn't care less.

"Oh well, more for me." Sonic says with that stupid grin he insists on wearing everywhere. He snatches the extra bar from my hand and practically shoves the whole thing in his mouth, eating them both in two bites each. Once he's done with his sickening display we all head inside to wait for Knuckles, who is, yet again, late.

.oOo.
Amy

I look out of my second story window, contemplating on life back in town. It's odd, being back in an actual house, my house, and not on a campus in a shitty dorm room. It feels nice though. I even got to make breakfast with my brother this morning. I was going to surprise him with it, just like how I surprised him by showing up here last night. I hadn't told him I was coming, that part was supposed to be a surprise, I just didn't know that my plane would be delayed four hours and I'd be getting here at nine o'clock.

But anyway, here I sit, debating on if coming back was the right thing, if I should go to school, or if I should just veg out and order a pizza. The last seems promising, but I had made arrangements to start school today. Not to mention it's Friday, so what's the worst that could happen? And I bet I could feign sickness and go home if I wanted.

These next two years will be pretty easy for me too, seeing as I've already taken almost all these classes as a freshman and sophomore at my boarding school. That being said, I might as well go and see if I can, maybe, find some of my old friends.

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1153 words. Oh my gods I finally finished editing part one, and holy crap, high school sucks. Alright, well part 1 is finally done and I'm sorry if it does quite match with the others yet, I have a lot more editing to do. When I got to high school all the drive I had for doing things like this left and got replaced by procrastination and sarcasm. That's all for now, I'll talk to you guys again my lovely stars!