SonAdow - Romance in Highschool?

Shadow: Not Him! (Bonus Chapter)

Author's Note: Important! This chapter contains slightly awkward subjects that the young viewer may find gross or hilarious! Such as the female cycle. You know what I mean, and if you don't... Well, then read it and learn! This chapter is from Shadow's perspective, and is an EXTRA CHAPTER. So, if you don't want to read it, you don't have to. This is meant for deepening events that already occurred, so please don't leave negative comments if you don't like it. You do not have to read it.

"Finished already?" Mrs. Murry asks as I hand her my paper. Nodding, I walk back to my desk and muse over my answers for the latest French test. I let my gaze travel the room, observing the expressions of those around me. Some are focused, others unsure, and several seem to have given up and are ticking answers without even looking at the paper.

Fools, I think, watching those select few ruin what chance they had to do well. These aren't true-false; they're questions with multiple possible answers. It would be nearly impossible to get even most of them right by guessing. Turning my head back to my desk, I absentmindedly scratch my crotch against the chair's edge.

Frowning, I stop as I realize what I'm doing and where I'm doing it. No one seems to have noticed, luckily, but that doesn't stop the itch from getting worse. Throwing a quick glance around, I scrape it a few times with my knuckles in an effort to dispel what is now an extremely aggravating irritation.

Why the heck does this thing itch so much? I mentally growl, forcing myself to sit still. I turn my focus to reading through my Algebra III textbook, and manage to forget about the itch. That is, until I feel something wet slide down my thigh.

Oh. No. Please, please, no. My face burns as I realize that must mean...

"May I go to the bathroom?" I practically yelp as I leap to my feet, much louder than I meant to. Mrs. Murry looks up at me in mild shock.

"Shadow, we're still testing. It would be better if you went--"

"Please!" I actually do yelp this time, feeling another drop slither through my fur on its way to the floor. "It's an emergency!" My voice must have conveyed emergency, because Mrs. Murry doesn't argue this time.

"If it's that bad, then yes, you can--"

I blast out of the classroom with my feet running beneath me, carrying me at the fastest school-safe speed they can. I zoom into the staff bathroom and sit on the toilet as fast as possible. Quickly grabbing a wad of toilet paper, I wipe "down there" and groan as I see the blood.

Of. Freaking. Course. Well, at least I can... My train of thought crashes and my ears fold down as I realize I left my book bag in the classroom. Well, ...shit. This is just wonderful. Just f-ing wonderful. I realize suddenly that I just mentally bleeped out a cuss word, but I have bigger things on my mind.

Sonofagun. How exactly am I supposed to get something now? I can't walk back with this bleeding! Gritting my teeth, I curse my heavy flow with every bad word I know.

"Dammit!" I try to put as much ferocity into the word as possible, doing everything I can to expel my anger before I Chaos Spear something. "Think, Shadow!" I consider the situation for several minutes before I know what I have to do.

My only chance now...is the nurse. Oh, this'll be fun. Sighing my defeat, I grab a large wad of toilet paper and press it between my thighs. Standing, I proceed to waddle to the door and try to make my way down the hall as fast as possible.

I manage to make it to the office and through the office with only a few odd stares, but when I knock on the nurse's door, I'm ready to explode from nervousness. And embarrassment. And utter humiliation. I open the door before I can decide against it. Oh, well, better than asking one of the girls for a...

"Shadow?" Sonic, the blue hedgehog I sit next to in chemistry class, stares at me. The only person besides Rouge I've had to sit next to all year is absorbing my mortified expression. Drinking in my red-hot blush of 'Get me out of here.' Sitting on the cot with an ice pack to his face as I stand frozen with terror in the door frame.

Not him. Not now. Not here! Not right at this second when I need some VERY feminine things! Of all of the people to find out my secret, why him?! This is his first freaking day! What are the chances?!

"What do you need, Shadow?" The nurse asks, breaking the agonizing silence.

"I-I came because I-I..." My voice is shaking horribly, and I trail off, more willing to bleed through than say the word. I can't do this! It's too embarrassing! I refuse to let myself panic, but my heartbeats get faster.

"My nose has stopped now, so I think I'll go back to class," Sonic says, and it takes me a minute to register what he just said. Relief floods me as he thanks Ms. DeOtter for her help and slips past me through the door. He gives me a small smile, but I'm too shocked to do anything but stand there.

"Shadow? You are here for a reason?" Ms. DeOtter peers at me over her small spectacles. Breathing in deeply, I step forwards and close the door behind me.

"I... Um... I need... I have..." Ms. DeOtter quirks an eyebrow at me when I completely fail to explain my problem.

"Yes?" She prods, and I know I can't wait any longer.

"I'monmyperiodandIneedatampon." The words fly out of my mouth so fast I doubt she caught what I said. Trying again, I speak more slowly this time. "I need that special cabinet and its feminine supplies, please."

"Oh. That's right, I'd forgotten you... Ahem." I shift my weight and the paper between my legs threatens to fall out. My wide eyes show the slip, and Ms. DeOtter waves me into the single bathroom here. "Go, get yourself cleaned up."

I shut the bathroom's door behind me and start to wash the blood out of my fur after putting in a...feminine hygiene product. Then I sit there for the remaining twenty minutes of school. I can hear the nurse call Mrs. Murry to tell her where I was. I listen to the shuffling as a another student comes in, needing their medication. I imagine how embarrassing it will be to tell the Commander about my day.

Sometimes I wonder why I got this chance... To be perfectly honest, I never really wanted it to begin with. And I'm quite sure I don't want it now. But now, there's no going back... I sigh, and my breath is loud in the enclosed space. And I can't even tell people what, or who, I really am. Not even if I want to...

But why does that matter? I have no one to tell.