…I know that I still have to update my Darkness Awakens story, but I am having a severe case of writer's block. In the meantime, since I don't want you all believing that I'm dead or that I completely forgot my story, this is just more of a random idea that hit me, and I wanna see how it works out… This sudden inspiration came from X-Men. I just recently saw the newest one that came out, called X-Men, First Class. It is AWESOME! You have to watch it, guys! Anyways, feedback is always welcome, peoples! I love reviews! :)

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog.

His knee bounced up and down anxiously as his eyes continued to dart from the clock, to the man at the front of the room, then to the clock on the wall again. Those hands were moving so slow, taunting him as they prolonged the time that he had to spend in this torture chamber longer than necessary. He tried to stop his anxious movements, gripping his arm tightly, but it was no use. The clock only moved slower. He continued to stare at it, silently willing for it to move faster, wishing that he had suddenly developed the power of telekinesis so he would be able to move the hands of the clock with the mere thought of it.

"And just what is so fascinating about the clock, Sonic?" the teacher's annoyed voice suddenly cut through his thoughts, making him whip his head to face the irritated man. The man's brown eyes were giving him a look that showed exasperation as he looked at the student pointedly.

Biting back a witty reply, Sonic answered, "Nothing, Mister Johnson." His voice sure sounded sincere enough, but his body language disagreed with him greatly. His leg continued to bounce up and down against his will; his fingers, when he let go of his arm, began to drum on the table; his eyes continued to dart small, inconspicuous glances towards that teasing circle on the wall.

Mr. Johnson rolled his eyes, but he continued to teach the teenagers, who, for the most part, were disinterested in world history. When he realized that some of the rowdy teenagers began to talk amongst themselves, he looked at them pointedly, making the ground around him tremble with his unique power.

When the teens felt the ground shifting slightly under them, they completely stopped their talking and gave Mr. Johnson their undivided attention, making the elderly man smile a bit.

The bell finally rang, and Sonic instantly shot straight up in his seat and dashed to the door, out in less than a second. Mr. Johnson rolled his eyes once more at his antics, but he knew that it was inevitable. The other teenagers followed more slowly out the door than the speedy fifteen-year-old.

Sonic breathed a sigh of relief once he was out of the boring classroom, knowing that he had ten full minutes before he had to go to his next class. Ten minutes—ten minutes of freedom, and that was enough for him, actually making him grin a bit. Then, he dashed back to his room to get what he needed for his later classes, creating a gust of wind for anyone that he passed by in the halls as he traveled around two hundred miles per hour, which was pretty slow for him, nothing more than a light jog. His speed would, normally, turn heads, but the other children attending the school were used to antics like this.

This was a safe place for people like Sonic. It was a safe home and school for mutants.

Everyone here—the teachers, the students—were all mutants. It was a school that protected mutants of all ages—from as young as six years old to as old as twenty years of age, and even older. They all were safe, surrounded by other mutants like them, under the radar of the government. Mr. Johnson, for example, was able to make the ground rumble a bit, like a small earthquake, when he was annoyed. The "principal" of the school was Professor Wayne, and he had the ability to read minds, and was also able to sense where other mutants were. Using that ability, they were able to find a young, lonely mutant and bring them back to the school, where they would grow under a sheltered, safe environment, where all the other children had the same…problem as them. They would grow up in the building from then on, learning what they needed to with other children like them.

A few children had powers that were hard to control, or hard to conceal. For instance, Sonic had the ability of super speed, able to run faster than the speed of sound without breaking a single sweat. As such, he wasn't always sure what was considered "fast" to others, and would draw attention to his obvious talent. It made trying to live in the normal world hard, where people would shun you simply because you were different.

Sonic reached his room, throwing his heavy books on the table quickly as he turned around instantly to leave. When he turned back around, he saw a familiar figure in the doorway.

"Hi, Sonic!" the young ten-year-old boy said, smiling at his best friend. His large, innocent sky-blue eyes looked at the teenager with undisguised happiness and reverence for his hero. His hair was orange and lightly tousled, his orange bangs nearly covering those large eyes. His face was innocent, almost like a little cherub's face, as he looked at his best friend, who he looked up to like an older brother. He wore light blue jeans and a white T-shirt, and there were small splotches of oil and dirt on his clothes, but he didn't seem to care about that.

Sonic grinned back. "Hey, lil' buddy," he replied, going up to the boy, affectionately ruffling his hair while the boy laughed.

The young boy's real name was Miles Prower, but everyone called him Tails for obvious reasons. His mutation was the two tails that flowed out behind him. The fluffy fox tails were orange, like his hair, and tipped with white fur. He was able to use his twin tails to fly around, rotating them around and around like the blades of a helicopter. The strange animal appendages that were naturally attached to his body, growing out from the small of his back, were a reason as to why he was sometimes teased. He was born with them, but unable to hide them, leading his father—his only living relative, because his mother died in giving birth of him—to be disgusted by his son. He wouldn't let him to go school, and, as such, many of the things Tails learned were self-taught. When other kids saw him, they all ran away from him, looking at him like he was some type of freak that would poison them or make them mutated like him.

But here, at the "Academy for Mutants" ("affectionately" called that by Sonic), Tails fit right in. Some other kids were like him, too—there was a teenaged boy who was a mix between a wolf and human, and a girl who was part bird and had the large bird wings to show for it. Once Tails came to the school, however, he had been so shy that Sonic had instantly taken him under his wing, protecting him like an older brother would.

"Sonic, I wanna show you the new plane that I built," Tails said eagerly, tugging on the fifteen-year-old's hand.

The teenager glanced at the clock, knowing that he had enough time to check out whatever Tails wanted to show him. "Lead the way, Tails," Sonic grinned back, and Tails happily ran, with Sonic along with him, to the small workshop.

Tails was also a genius, a mechanical mind who could easily break something and put it together in record time, making it look extremely simple as well. He was very smart for his young age, already constructing complex inventions, such as a gun that could potentially stop a mutant's powers for a short period of time, or an unbreakable net that would siphon someone's energy, and many things like that. He also enjoyed building planes for different purposes. Professor Wayne realized Tails' talent and allowed him to have a small workshop set aside for him. Some other kids who enjoyed building would sometimes come over, asking Tails for his help, or helping the little fox-tailed boy with his inventions and gadgets if given permission.

When they reached the small shed, Tails proudly gestured to a plane in the center of the room. It was deep blue, a small biplane, with many designs and weapons and other things—Sonic wasn't completely sure what those things were, exactly.

"This is a plane that I constructed for both aerial and aquatic travel," Tails began excitedly, showing off his latest plane. "With the simple push of a button, it can be compatible for both flying and traveling underwater. It also has weapons that can be used both in the air and in the water."

Tails continued to eagerly explain what the things did to his best friend, and Sonic tried to listen. But, in all honesty, sometimes he was completely lost by Tails, who had clicked into his "science mode". Even though he was only eight, Sonic had no doubt that the kid was probably as smart as Einstein, or even smarter. He wasn't trying to show off how smart he was, he sometimes simply lapsed into his mechanical speaking, which mostly went over Sonic's head.

Eventually, though, Sonic glanced up at the clock on the wall, and realized that he had to get ready for his next class, having used up his ten minutes that he had to change between classes. He had geometry next. Simply thinking about that made Sonic groan a bit. He wasn't stupid, but he wasn't exactly the best at math, either. He sighed, knowing that he would have to face the inevitable.

"Tails, I have to head to my next class," Sonic told the fox-tailed boy.

"Oh," Tails said, seeming disappointed.

"Hey, I'll drop by later, all right?" Sonic grinned. Tails looked at him brightly, nodding his head eagerly as he hugged his best friend. When he let go, Sonic flashed him a thumbs-up, and then dashed back into the building. Quickly, he grabbed the necessary things he'd need for his next class, and then he ran down the halls to his geometry class, seeing plenty of other kids still walking down the halls as they headed to their next classes.

Phew, I'm not gonna be late, Sonic thought, relieved. If there was one thing that his geometry teacher, Miss Riley, disliked, it was her students showing up late for her class. He was nearing the room when, suddenly, a dreaded, all-too-familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Sonic!" came the happy, excited voice of Amy as her arms suddenly came around him from behind, hugging his taller shoulders.

Surprised, Sonic tried to push her off of him, but to no avail. The younger girl stood latched on tightly to him, and he let out an annoyed sound.

"Amy, get off of me," he muttered, turning around, and he eventually managed to pry her hands off from around him. But Amy would not easily be deterred from her goal.

Amy Rose was truly a strange phenomenon, in Sonic's opinion. She absolutely refused to believe that he was completely uninterested in her, always self-proclaiming herself his girlfriend. She was also very threatening, because of her strange power. Even though she didn't always look so intimidating, she could be very, very scary at times.

At a first glance, Amy didn't seem too intimidating. Her short pink hair ended in a small bob, a little ways past her chin, above her shoulders, and curled in slightly at the base of her face. A red headband was behind the pink bangs that came across her forehead and nearly covered her eyes. Her eyes were big and a light green color, almost like the grass on a bright summer's day. She usually opted to wear a red dress, strapless and ending just above her knee, and usually also had large golden bracelets on each of her wrists. However, despite her very girly appearance, she had an extremely fierce temper. This temper brought about her rather odd power—the ability to materialize a gargantuan hammer in her hands and wield it like her personal sword—it was truly a weapon of mass destruction. If she pulled out her hammer, anyone's advice would be one simple word.

Run.

"Sonic, why are you so stubborn?" Amy pouted, looking at Sonic with big eyes that she hoped to use to win him over.

"Amy, I just have to get to class, right now," Sonic suddenly said, eyes widening as he looked at the clock in the hallway. In the next instant, he dashed into his classroom, leaving a frustrated Amy behind. Letting out a huff, she rolled her eyes, stomping away in her red boots, wondering why he always had to be so stubborn and always ran away from her.

He's probably just shy, Amy suddenly thought, smiling a bit. Aw, that was so cute! He was simply too shy and bashful to talk around her and admit his true feelings!

With that happy thought, Amy grinned broadly and literally skipped to her next class, finding it so sweet that Sonic found it so nerve-wracking to talk to her. Her look made the other students stare at her like she was from Mars, but they didn't comment. As long as she wasn't angry and hadn't whipped out her Piko-Piko hammer in her fury, then they were all right.

It was finally time for lunch, and the cafeteria was already crowded when the speedy teenager showed up. His cobalt blue hair, slightly tousled, ended a little bit past his ear, above his shoulder, his naturally scruffy bangs sweeping to the left side of his face. His skin was a peach tone, and his body was muscular and lean from all the running he did. One of the most prominent features about him, though, was his eyes. They were a stunning emerald green that always held a bright sparkle behind them, as if he knew some great secret that you would desperately want to know.

Sonic ran into the cafeteria, getting his lunch and then going over to his table, where one of his friends was already sitting.

"Hey, Red," Sonic greeted with a grin, making the sixteen-year-old that had just been addressed roll his eyes as he looked at Sonic.

"Will you ever stop calling me 'Red'?" Knuckles asked, only half joking. His violet eyes—which always seemed to be serious—were looking at Sonic in slight exasperation. Red dreadlocks framed his face and ended slightly above his shoulders, and his skin was a shade darker than Sonic's own. His extremely muscular frame—only emphasized by the white muscle-shirt that he was currently wearing—added with those piercing eyes, often made him very intimidating. Knuckles' mutant power was that he was extremely strong—one punch from him, and he could easily knock down an entire tree, or break through a solid concrete wall.

Sonic grinned in reply, opting not to answer as he set his tray down, making Knuckles roll his eyes once more.

A few minutes after Sonic arrived at the cafeteria, someone else angrily slammed their tray down as he sat down next to Sonic, grumbling things under his breath, probably cursing. This made Knuckles smirk as he shook his head.

"What's got you so pissed off now, Shadow?" Knuckles asked, clearly amused.

This made Shadow glare fiercely at Knuckles. He, too, was very intimidating, sometimes even more intimidating than Knuckles, even though he was fifteen years old like Sonic and had just about the same build as the blue-haired teenager, with lean muscles, not extremely built like Knuckles' own. Shadow's black hair was naturally streaked with dark crimson, and it was naturally tousled as well, bangs going to the right side of his forehead. His skin was naturally tanned, the features of his face hard, and his eyes were a deep, dark ruby red with angular eyes that made him very scary at times, indeed. Shadow's special ability enabled him to harness energy inside of him called Chaos, because it was often at war with him, and create it into something visible. The energy was like pure light, and he could cause a power outage with his power over this Chaos energy.

"What's up, Shad?" Sonic added, turning to his normally taciturn friend.

"What the hell is so damn important about world history?" Shadow growled, annoyed. "I got yelled at again by Mister Krupke for not getting every single question he asked me correct!"

"You know that he doesn't like you, Shadow," Sonic offered. "Every teacher has someone they don't like. Sorry it has to be you, buddy."

"I am not your buddy," Shadow seethed, glaring at Sonic before turning away from him. Knuckles snickered at the sight, making Shadow glare at him once more before turning away from the idiots in irritation.

"Well," a familiar, silky voice sounded behind the three boys, "someone's in a bad mood today."

Shadow didn't reply, glaring at the person who had remarked before turning away once more.

"Oh, great, why'd she have to show up?" Knuckles muttered, smirking a bit more. He actually laughed a bit when she slapped him on the shoulder.

"Shut up, you jerk," Rouge said with disdain, turning away from Knuckles after she slapped him, crossing her arms. Her white hair and bangs fell around her face and came to a graceful stop slightly past her shoulders, framing her tanned skin. Her full, pink lips were perfectly glossed, and her turquoise eyes fiercely challenged anyone who looked at her the wrong way, framed with black mascara that made her eyelashes look longer and blue eye shadow. She wore black, skin-tight leggings and a pink fitted tube top that dipped low, almost in the shape of a heart, accenting her very prominent cleavage. Rouge was like Tails in the mutant-power department—large, black bat's wings extended from her back, allowing her to fly as well if she wished. Now, they were firmly tucked in at her back.

"Hey, Rouge," Sonic said in greeting. Rouge gave him a charming smile in return, turning to Knuckles.

"See, Sonic is polite to a lady! Why can't you two jerks be as nice as him?" Rouge teased both Knuckles and Shadow. Shadow simply grunted in reply while Knuckles rolled his eyes yet again.

"With the way you act, it's hard to tell if you're a lady or not," Knuckles smirked, knowing that taking jabs at her femininity always pissed her off.

"You asshole!" Rouge shot back furiously. "You know that I'm a lady—I catch you looking at my ass and my boobs almost all the time."

Knuckles suddenly blushed fiercely, his cheeks almost as dark as his hair at that comment. Rouge smirked, knowing that the ball was in her court for now.

"You know, you're really cute when you blush like that," Rouge said teasingly, making his cheeks flame even more fiercely as he tried to hide his burning face from her. "And you're sooooooo muscular…" Rouge trailed off, getting closer to him, dropping her eyes just a hint. Knuckles audibly gulped as he looked at the seductive position that she was in, giving him a very nice view of her breasts.

Thankfully, Knuckles was spared from any more mortification on his part by the next person to come to the table.

"Sonic!" came the ecstatic voice of Amy from behind them, and Sonic's features took on a look of pure panic before she latched herself onto him in a hug. Once again, Sonic found himself trying to pry her off of him while she giggled, obviously thinking this was funny.

"Amy, how many times do I have to tell you to get off of me?" Sonic said in annoyance as he continued to try and break her hold on him once more. This became the main scene that the others watched, making Rouge stop flirting with Knuckles teasingly (he let out a loud sigh of relief in response) and actually drew Shadow's attention. He always found it slightly amusing to see Sonic so caught off guard by a thirteen-year-old girl who was madly in love with him.

When Sonic finally managed to get Amy off of him, the latest arrival to their table made her appearance as she gracefully sat down, smiling a bit as she watched the aftermath of the tiny battle between the pink-haired girl and blue-haired teen.

"Hey, Blaze," Rouge said with a grin, turning towards the person who just arrived.

"Hey, Rouge," Blaze returned, taking a seat next to the sixteen-year-old white-haired girl. Her lavender hair was naturally tipped with darker purple at the ends, and her slightly overlong bangs swept to the right side. Her straight hair was down, a far cry from the high ponytail that she often pulled it up into. Her pale skin seemed to be the color of cream, and her eyes were beautifully shaped, like large cat's eyes, and were a vivid golden color, framed with long lashes. A golden necklace rested around her delicate neck, and she wore a purple three-quarter sleeved shirt and white jeans. Her bangs covered the ruby red gem that was naturally inlaid on her forehead. Blaze's own unique power was the ability to wield fire, make it listen to her every command, to create it from nothing. Inside of her being, she had inner flames that she was able to call upon, causing flames to come to her hands, not burning her or hurting her in the least.

"How long did you think it'd take for Sonic to get Amy off this time?" Rouge asked slyly.

Blaze laughed a bit. "Well, I certainly think that it was quicker than last time," she said playfully.

"Jeez, Amy, you have to stop doing that!" Sonic said to Amy in exasperation.

Amy pouted. "But why?" she insisted.

Sonic rolled his eyes in agitation. "Amy, for the last time, I do not like it when I nearly get choked to death."

"Oh, come on, Sonic, I don't do that," she argued.

"Could've fooled me," Sonic mumbled under his breath, and the only ones that heard it were Knuckles and Rouge, the latter thanks to her sensitive hearing due to her being part bat. The red-haired teen actually smirked while Rouge couldn't help the snicker that escaped from her mouth.

"Hey, did anyone see Tails and Cosmo?" Sonic asked, looking around the crowded lunchroom.

"Knowing Tails, he probably got so absorbed in one of his inventions, and Cosmo is probably helping him," Rouge grinned, thinking of the youngest two of their little group of friends.

"Should one of us go and get 'em?" Sonic wondered aloud.

"I'm sure that they'll come," Knuckles said gruffly. Then, he looked up, and his eyes widened as he muttered, "Speak of the devil."

Coming into the lunchroom at that moment were Tails and Cosmo. The young boy with two tails was eagerly having a conversation with the other girl who was about his age. Cosmo had green hair the color of bright leaves, her bangs covering her small forehead and falling around the sides of her face, straight, and ending around her chin. Her skin was extremely pale, a shade darker than that of the moon's surface, and her large eyes were a dark blue color, as dark as the sea before a storm. Two small hairclips shaped like roses pulled some of the hair back from the sides of her face, the flowers a lovely dark pink color. Her dress was summer green at the top and white at the bottom, almost shaped like petals. Around her neck was a thin silver chain, and on that silver chain was a deep magenta gem that reflected the light of the room. Her special power was the ability to control plant life, making flowers grow out of nothing, and also helping other plants grow if they needed help.

When they got their lunches, they went over to where their other friends were seated.

"Hey, guys!" Tails grinned happily.

"What's up, Tails, Cosmo?" Sonic said in greeting with a trademark grin.

"Nothing much," Tails replied with a smile as he began to eat his lunch, sitting next to his best friend. "My new plane's completely finished—Cosmo helped me put the finishing touches on it."

"It was nothing," Cosmo said shyly with a small blush on her pale cheeks, a bashful smile on her face. Cosmo was the most quiet and shy one of the entire group, and also the most gentle and calm as well. She and Tails were the two people who kept the six older teenagers from completely losing their extremely short tempers with one another.

"Oh, don't be so modest, Cosmo," Amy chided with friendliness in her tone.

Cosmo laughed a bit at that, her eyes shining with happiness.

"Hey," Knuckles suddenly said, looking away as he remembered something strange that happened in his chemistry class that day. "I heard that Professor Wayne picked up some weird mutant signals…he said that they weren't like anything that he felt before. He said that they felt…off."

"Off in what way? Did he say how?" Sonic asked, leaning forward with interest. Knuckles was the only out of the whole group who had Professor Wayne for any subject whatsoever, so he was the one who knew the most about what might happen in school.

"He said that they felt…negative, or something. They didn't feel like us…they just felt darker, more sinister, just…just different," Knuckles answered, recalling what Professor Wayne had said. "That's all I remember."

"Could it actually be something to worry about?" Rouge asked quietly, unconsciously lowering her voice like the others had done so that their conversation wasn't picked up by unwanted ears.

"Maybe," Knuckles replied gravely.

"Or maybe the old man is finally losing it," Shadow muttered as he offered his input.

"Must you always be the pessimist?" Blaze asked Shadow with a roll of her eyes.

Before Shadow could snap back a reply, Sonic intervened. "I think that we should all just be on our guard," he offered, trying to make peace. "So that, if these weird mutant signals are bad news, that we won't be surprised by them."

"I agree," Blaze said in agreement.

"It won't hurt to be prepared," Rouge said with a shrug. "Sounds good to me."

"Whatever," Shadow grumbled in an annoyed voice. "If all you idiots believe that story, then I may as well play along."

"It's not a story, it's what I heard," Knuckles shot back. "And, yes, I agree with Sonic."

"But these mutants can't be too terrible," Amy said, ever the optimist in situations like these.

"But Professor W never felt anything like them before. Don't you think that's kind of strange?" Tails asked. "I mean, he always feels everything, and can tell if you're a powerful mutant or not, but not being able to tell? It's strange."

"Why don't we change the topic to something more enjoyable?" Sonic suddenly said, disliking the way that the tone had suddenly gone very serious on their small table.

"I heard that a new kid's coming," Rouge offered. "Teenager, like us. Professor W didn't even need to use his powers of telepathy to find her—she was unable to control her power and going on a rampage."

"What's her mutation?" Blaze asked, interested.

"She has power over ice and snow, I think," Rouge said thoughtfully. "I don't think that she controls water, I think it's just snow and ice. And I think it's just snow and ice because, in Brazil, a section of the Brazilian rainforest keeps on getting frozen. Miss Stonehill told us that during English class."

"Why would she tell you about a new mutant?" Sonic wanted to know.

"She told us because she wants to make sure that we're nice to the newbie," Rouge replied, smirking a bit. "She gave a whole speech about how we're supposed to remember how we felt when we first came, and wants us to give her the same courtesy that was given to us." That last part made her roll her eyes. "The good new is that it took most of the period. The bad news is that I had to listen to her drone on and on and on…ugh, her voice is so irritating! And she talks sooooooo much when it's unnecessary. I swear, she must love the sound of her own voice!"

"I think all teachers enjoy the sounds of their own voices," Knuckles smirked, glancing at the teenager with bat wings beside him.

"Must be in their job description," Sonic snickered, making Tails and Cosmo laugh a bit.

"Come on, guys," Tails smiled, "the teachers aren't that bad."

"Then you must have good teachers," Rouge muttered. "I swear, some of my teachers are so crazy and boring that I either want to slap them across the face or sleep in their class!"

Cosmo laughed. "Well, it is true, some of the teachers are a bit odd."

"Agreed," Amy grinned. "I mean, have you seen my math teacher? Mister Woods? He's so weird, and everyone thinks he's gay!"

"Is he gay?" Sonic asked, while Shadow leaned in to listen, actually becoming intrigued with this conversation now, as was everyone else.

"Well, we're not completely sure," Amy admitted, "but we have pretty strong suspicions about it!"

A small laugh went around the table at that. Then, the bell rang, signaling that lunchtime was over. There were audible groans from some of the students, but they all got up from their tables and began to slowly walk out into the hallways.

"See you guys after classes are done?" Sonic asked, addressing everyone once they were outside of the lunchroom.

"I don't know," Tails said, biting his lip. "Cosmo and I were actually going to work on a new device I built…"

"Hey, it's OK, buddy, you don't have to come," Sonic grinned, ruffling Tails' orange hair affectionately once more.

"Of course I'll see you, Sonic!" Amy squealed happily, making Sonic internally roll his eyes.

"Well, I have nothing better to do after classes are over, so I suppose I'll come, too," Shadow said, arms crossed against his black T-shirt, his ruby red eyes closed for the time being.

"I might be able to make it," Knuckles said thoughtfully. "Unless I get called in for tutoring." He spat out that last word like it was the vilest thing that he could possibly think of.

"Sorry, boys, but I wont be able to make it," Rouge told them. "I'm going shopping after school for some new clothes with some of the girls—Blaze, you wanna tag along?" she offered as she turned to the lavender-haired teenager.

"No, thanks," Blaze declined politely. In truth, she absolutely loathed shopping, on the extremely rare occasion that she felt that feminine need for new clothes. On normal days, she found shopping to be a tedious, boring task, something that gave her a throbbing headache most of the time.

"Suit yourself," Rouge said with a shrug.

"Will you meet up with us?" Sonic asked.

Blaze thought about it for a moment, and then nodded. "I have nothing else to do today, I may as well come."

"All right," Sonic grinned. "So, we'll meet outside of the school, probably go see a movie or something, hang out. Sound good?"

Everyone agreed.

"OK, you guys, Cosmo and I have to go to class. Bye!" Tails said in his dismissal as he and the green-haired girl walked to their next class.

Shadow didn't even offer any words of goodbye. He just exchanged a curt nod with the others and proceeded to go to his next subject, heading towards the stairs.

Rouge, before she left, winked at Knuckles and blew him a kiss. "See ya around, Knuckie!" she teased playfully, laughing once again at the sudden flush that came on his face before she turned around and headed down the hallway.

While Knuckles stood, stunned, by Rouge's antics, Amy said goodbye to her "boyfriend" by giving him a hug. Before Sonic could pry her off of him once more, she let go of him and said, "See you later, Sonic!" With that, she grinned a dazzling smile at him as she skipped away.

The expression of complete confusion on Sonic's face made Blaze laugh a bit at him, shaking her head, her hand on her hip. "You should see your face, Sonic," she said with a small laugh. Then, she turned around and began to walk to her next class, waving at the blue-haired teenager.

"See you later, Blaze," Sonic grinned before she left.

She smiled in return, nodding at him, going to the next classroom she had to be in.

Knuckles was still dumbstruck by Rouge's playfulness, and, as Sonic turned around and began to go down the hallways, he absentmindedly noted that it had actually been a pretty quiet day for them.

"ROUGE!" Knuckles suddenly shouted. Sonic turned back around to see his face flushed with rage as he clenched his fists, his face also burning with the embarrassment and mortification that Rouge caused him. "GET BACK HERE!"

Rouge's playful laugh was heard as she continued to run to her class, her heels making a loud clicking sound against the floor as she ran away.

Knuckles, angered, began to chase her, not caring about the fact that he was probably going to be late to class because of this slight detour. "GET BACK HERE, YOU COWARD!"

"You know, you're really cute when you get angry," Rouge teased, making Knuckles stop once again in complete embarrassment, making her laugh once again as she gained more ground.

"I swear, you are COMPLETELY IMPOSSIBLE!" Knuckles yelled, regaining control over his body once more as he continued to chase after the white-haired girl who was laughing hysterically from all of this.

"Catch me if ya can, Knuckie! You look so cute when you're flustered!"

"AAAARRRGGHHH!"

Sonic sighed. Well, there went the so-called "quiet" day.

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