Forget Me Not (A Sonic High School AU)

Duel, part 1

It's the next day already (thank goodness yesterday's over). I'm currently putting my stuff into my locker and I'm still pretty upset with what happened yesterday. Those guys have absolutely crossed the line. It's unforgivable. I don't even care anymore. Next thing that comes outta my mouth and the next action I take against those scumbags won't be filtered. I'll say what I wanna say and do what I wanna do. And speak of the Devil, here they come now.

"Well look who it is, it's Pottyhead," Knuckles said, followed by another wave of laughter from everyone... save for Sonic who just had this... typical mean look on his face...? ...what?

Y'know, what's up with this guy!? Just yesterday, I heard him say "sorry" before dunking my head into that bowl, as if that word even meant something to him, now he's trying his best to save face by not laughing at their crummy jokes, but at the same time, he never hesitated when he shoved me into my locker and into that trash can! Just what does this guy want!? He's being a half-assed bully, but at the same time, he's also being a half-assed "friend" who just shuts up and does nothing whenever he sees his friend being pushed around! Just... aaargh! It's frustrating as hell!

Anyway, after hearing Knuckles' irritating voice, I slammed my locker door shut real hard. I could feel that it was loud enough to get the attention of nearly all the kids in the hallway. Knuckles then opened his mouth again, although I wish he never does again. Forever.

"Whoa-ho, look out. Somebody's on edge today. Better hope ya didn't forget the homework this time."

"No, I didn't forget."

"Attaboy. Where is it?"

"In the middle of the sea."

"...wait, what?"

"Yeah, that's right. I chucked 'em all from the pier yesterday. Maybe next time, you'll at least show some respect to the guy who's willing to do your homework only because he's gonna get beat up otherwise. Oh, hang on, but I still get treated like crap, even though I've done exactly what you asked for! Just like the math homework from last time! So what's the point, huh!? If that's how it is, then I'm better off throwing away your worthless books to sea! It's not like you'll ever graduate with your jockstrap mentality, anyway! Tell you what, though: next time, how about you try doing your own homework for once so that you can maybe put that brain of yours to good use? Oh, wait a second! You don't have any inside that thick skull of yours! You're all just a bunch of braindead morons whose only "redeeming" quality is picking on weak kids! Just drop out already! This world would be a much better place without you!"

After that long, hateful rant, I immediately walked away. I swear, every single kid in the hallway, especially those four, started to look at me with their mouths wide open and looking surprised in general. Normally, I hate it when a lot of people are staring at me, but in this case? Good. I want everyone to hear what I thought of those brutes. Maybe then the other kids would stand up to them too. They really need to be schooled, and not the kind that they're already going through.

A few seconds later (because they're probably so dense it took them seconds to process everything I just said), those jocks all walked towards me while Knuckles shouted "HEY! You tryna disrespect us or somethin'!?"

I turned around and said "Yeah, so? Bite me, bitch," before continuing to make my way to class. I could hear some people in the background gasping at what I just said.

"Alright, that's it! You're dead!"

Knuckles walked fast behind me, grabbed my arm, but reflexively and out of spite, I quickly shook off his hand, turned around, and drove my fist into his face, much to the other three's shock. He fell down pretty quickly while covering his nose too. At this point, everyone in the hallway started to gather around me and the jocks, murmuring to themselves and probably hyped at the possibility of a fight breaking out. And yes, that's exactly what I wanted.