I DO NOT OWN SONIC THE HEDGEHOG OR ANY CHARACTERS, THAT WOULD BE SEGA AND ARCHIE. ANYWAY, ENJOY.
Chapter 1
New School Means New Friends
SONIC SCOURGE, SILVER, SHADOW, KNUCKLES, SHADE- 18
TAILS, CYMBALINE,BLAZE, ROSY AND AMY- 17
CREAM- 16
CYMBALINE'S POV.
Hi, my name is Cymbaline the Hedgehog, and this is my first day as a junior at Station Square High School. I recently moved here with my brothers, and as fortunate as it is, their friends moved here too. But I guess it could be expected. My brothers are in as famous band, called Chaos Control. Everyone loves them, and even though I'm their sister, people don't know about me as well, my mom didn't want the media to be on my tail all the time. It's a fresh start basically, and I'm glad.
I know everyone in their band because we all grew up in the same town together. Sonic and Scourge are a year older than me and so are their friends, but it didn't matter very much. Besides my brothers, who played guitar, there was Tails, who was Sonic, Scourge and I's first friend we made in our old town. He plays the drums. Then there's Silver the Hedgehog, he plays bass guitar. He can be a bit naive sometimes, but his heart is in the right place. Then there's Shadow, he is a black hedgehog with crimson red streaks, and a white puff of fur on his chest. He also plays guitar.
And, okay, I will admit that he is quite…handsome. I mean the others have looks too, not including my brothers in this, but Shadow just had that certain thing about him that I had come to know and have a secret crush about, on him. I had liked him since the day I met him, but I don't want to ruin our friendship if he doesn't like me back, so for now, I'll keep my mouth shut about that
I plan on making friends here, but I have made the mistake of telling people at my old school and had only a few REAL friends, because I wanted to be friends with those people because they like me and not just my brothers. So I'm going to have to find a way to not let the people here figure out about who I am related to, because a few people have asked if I was related to my twin brothers, Sonic and Scourge. But I know as long as I stay on my toes, I can make friends and keep the secret, and when I feel I'm ready and can trust my friends that I choose, I'll tell them my secret…
I wouldn't have to worry about people seeing me with my brothers and their band mates, because they were still on a tour and finishing it up actually, but still, they would be gone for five weeks more and that should give me enough time to assess the school and what kind of people are in it…
I was sitting in the front passenger seat of my mom's car, on my way to school one fall morning, the sky was cloudy and looked dark, like it was going to rain. There were leaves everywhere as well, and it was freezing outside, I knew from when I walked out the door this morning. My brothers and the others are so lucky, right now they are in Jamaica where it's nice and warm and I'm here, in the cold. Don't get me wrong, I prefer winter and fall to summer and spring at anytime-as long as I'm warm. And I guess I was warm to a good extent.
I was wear a pair of denim blue skinny jeans with a brown belt where the buckle had beads that were blue and light blue and silver. I also had on a long sleeved shirt that was black with a blue short sleeved mini sweater that went to just under my chest. I was wear black high top converse and a grey winter jacket that went down to my rear. My hair-like quills were also pulled back into a ponytail.
I was just sitting there and I actually felt nervous. I guess my mom sensed it, because then she poke.
"Don't worry, you'll do fine. And after today you can call the others and tell them all about it, I'm sure that they would love to here from you, Cymbaline."
I nodded. "Yeah, okay mom." I stated.
Soon we arrived at the school. It had ivory colored walls and manicured grounds, and there were flowers gardens along some of the buildings and lunch areas. It all looked awesome.
"Okay, have a good first day at school sweetie. I'll be here to pick you up once school lets out." my mom said.
"Thanks mom, and hopefully I'll get my drivers license while I'm here too, huh, mom?" I asked with a chuckle.
She gave me a warm smile and said her goodbyes.
I walked down the slightly crowded hallways from principal Swift's office. She was actually really nice. I looked over my schedule.
1st period- Art 1: Rm 39
2nd period- Honors English: Rm 41
3rd period- Chemistry: Rm 19
Lunch
4th period- Geometry 1: Rm A9
5th period- French 1: Rm S1
6th period- Drama 1: Rm 15
Not to bad if I may say so, and I do.
As I was walking down the hallway, I was completely oblivious to the fact that I was about to bump into someone. When I did, we were both knocked. I started to pick up my papers and backpack. I looked up to see that it was a female pink hedgehog that was wearing a pink turtle neck long sleeved shirt with a pair of denim blue skinny jeans and a pair of pink UGGs. She had short hair and a red headband as well. She looked at me after we had both had picked up our things.
"I'm really sorry." she said apologetically.
"No, I should have looked where I was going." I said.
"How about we agree that both of us are to blame?" she said.
"Done. By the way, I'm Cymbaline, I just moved and transferred here." I said as I introduced myself.
"Cool, my name is Amelia Rose. But I prefer to be called Amy. It's nice to meet you Cymbaline."
"Nice to meet you too. So what class do you have first. I have Art 1." I said.
"Hey, me too, plus you can meet my sister." she said.
"You have a sister?" I asked.
"Yeah, we're twins, but you can always tell who is who." she responded, as we began to walk down the hall.
"Nice, I have two brothers that are twins and are older than me by a year. But they don't go here. Their, um…home schooled." I said, which wasn't a total lie. They had tutors that go with them on trips and when they were home, they were home schooled.
"Two brothers, sounds rough. Do they think their the bosses of you because they are older, even if it's only by a year?"
"Yeah, pretty much. They can get really protective sometimes. I know that they mean well, but sooner or later, whether they want to admit it or not, I'm not their little baby sister anymore. I mean I'll always be their little sister, but still."
"I get what you mean." Amy said. "Come on, room 39 isn't to far from us now. Plus the bell is going to ring soon, so we better hurry." she reasoned.
"Alright, let's go." I said.
We hurried to class, and once we walked inside I saw a bunch of blank canvases, paints, clay, paintings and a lot of other interesting things.
"Cool." I said quietly.
"Come on Cym!" Amy called.
I walked up to her with a curious look.
"Cym?" I asked.
"Yeah, that can be my nickname for you. Is that okay?" she asked me.
"Yeah, it's actually kinda cool."
I then noticed the girl sitting down at the desk we were standing by. She looked exactly like Amy, but with a different style and hair. She had the same fur color, but was wearing a black short sleeved shirt with a picture of a blood red and hot pink, silver outlined rose with the color dripping off it an into a small puddle, like wet paint. She was also wearing back skinny jeans, and hot pink and black winter UGGs. She had longer hair than Amy as well and had a black headband with a bow on it.
"Cymbaline this is my twin sister, Rosalinda Rose." Amy said as she introduced us.
"Hey, nice to meet you. And I prefer to be called Rosy if you don't mind." she said, shaking my hand.
"Got it. And it's nice to meet you too. You wanna sit with us for class? Once you pick your seat, it's the one you have for the rest of the year." she explained.
"Sure, why not? Plus, it's a middle desk, where you can get away with things like talking and other stuff, and still do your work. That's why I try and get seats in the middle." I said.
"Exactly!" they both said at once. They looked at each other, then we all burst out laughing. I could tell that I was going to be great friends with these two. And hopefully others as well.
Soon enough more students came in, of all different species. They each took their seats and as the bell rang our teacher walked in. She was a purple Hedge-cat and was wearing a white smock and some worn out denim pants with a hole or two.
"Hello class, I'm your Art 1 teacher, Mrs. Wheel. Since it's the first day, we will be doing something small. I want for someone from your table to come up and get three blank canvas's from the art supplies closet and you will each paint out some of the things that describe your life. Alright, begin!" she said.
"I'll get the canvases." Amy said.
As she left to get them, Rosy and I started to talk.
"So, you have any siblings?" she asked.
"Um, yeah. I have two older twin brothers. Their only a year older than me, but they act like I'm still a little girl. They can be way to protective sometimes." I said.
"Yeah, I know how you feel. Amy is three minutes older and she acts like I'm younger than that. I know she means well, but it gets irritating sometimes, you know?"
"Yeah, I know."
"So, do your brothers go here?" she asked.
Uh-oh.
"Um, no, their, um, home schooled. I chose to go to public school."
"Cool." she said, not pressing on further.
"Here they are!" Amy said as she made it back to the table.
We got to work on our paintings. Amy and Rosy's were canvases of flowers that were different colors for their family members. Then they each painted musical notes, and guitars. Amy's guitar was white and pink and Rosy's guitar was hot pink and black.
"You guys like music?" I asked them.
"Are you kidding?! We love music, in fact, we and our other friends have a favorite band." Amy exclaimed.
"Really? Who?" I asked.
"Well they are in this sick band. Sick, meaning good, of course." Rosy said. "They're the Chaos Controls." she said.
Okay, this could be a bit complicated.
"Yeah, they are great." Amy said. "Sonic is just awesome." she said as she fawned.
"Yeah right. Scourge is the awesome and HOT one." Rosy said blushing slightly.
"Whatever, Rosy." Amy said.
I laughed at their sisterly bickering. In no time at all, we finished our canvases while talking about my brothers' band. My canvas had a bunch of musical notes, sheet music, musical instruments, colors that represent my family and a microphone. I was quite the singer, but why wouldn't I be? I mean my brothers and I grew up with music all our lives. We all had great voices. And I could play some mean instruments of all types. After we finished, we showed them to our teacher.
"Excellent work everyone. You may pack up." Mrs. Wheel said.
A minute after we packed up, the bell rang and we left class, we walked down the hall together, then before we went our separate ways to class, Amy spoke.
"What class do you have next?"
I looked at my schedule.
"Honor English, room 41." i said.
"Me too, we can walk their together." Rosy said.
"Cool."
"You want to sit with us and our friends at lunch?" Amy asked.
"Sure. Where?" I asked her.
"In the quad area by the front of the school." Rosy said.
"Alright, see you later Amy!" I said, as Rosy and I went to our next class.
As we walked down the hall, I could already tell, that I was going to like this school, and maybe I would be able to trust the friends I make here with my secret…
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