Collage Freshman

Ep 6

                                                                        
                                                                        
PoV: Sonic

"You're nothing!"

What is happening right now?

"I don't understand what's happening. Why are you upset?" I asked the pink girl who was still upset with me.

"Rouge was a goddess. You're tainting her!" She yelled at me.

Tainting her. Oh. I think I get it now. Just what I needed, more stress.

"Look, I don't know who you are. If you want to talk to Rouge go talk to her. I want nothing to do with this," I sighed.

"Nothing to do with..." she mumbled, "HOW DARE YOU REJECT THE QUEEN!"

"Ah!" I slipped out of my chair, "You just said you didn't want me with her."

"That gives you no right to reject her! You're absolutely worthless! How could she bare to be with someone like you!"

"Why don't you ask her out then?" I stood back up.

"I ask..." she fell to her knees, "I can't."

"Why not?" I felt regret asking that.

"She's rejected me," she whined.

"Well you can't force her to date you," I sat back down, I wish Rouge would listen to that rule.

"She rejected me," she repeated.

"You said that."

"For the sixty-fifth time this week."

"Sixty-fifth?!" I was not expecting to hear that.

"You. All you did was act all... ALL CUTE AND ADORABLE. Now she loves you..." she started crying.

What has my life turned into?

"I doubt she loves me. It doesn't take a day to fall in love."

"Your wrong! In only takes a second!" She exclaimed.

"I'm going to move seats..." I didn't want to deal with this anymore.

"Don't ignore me!"

"I'm ignoring you."

"Don't you know who I am!" She shouted.

"No. I really don't."

"I'm going to be the Queens you not you! You. Crossdressing tomb boy!"

Crossdresser?! "Don't tell me..."

"A true woman doesn't hide her features under masculine cloths!"

"That's kinda sexist. And I'm not even a girl... I knew I should have re-pinned this shirt."

I knew she didn't hear me. I took another seat and set my things up again. The bell rang and class began.

And it was two hours of notes, lectures, me doodling in my notebook, and for some reason, glares from people around me.
                                                                        
                                                                        
--- Lunch ---

"Peace and quiet~" I swooned as I ate my lunch in silence.

"Boo~" Hands covered my face and was left someone against my back. The voice told me who it was, "Found you baby boy~"

"R-Rouge?" I pulled at the hands.

"Hello," she hugged me, moving her hands to my sides, "Why are you by yourself, hm?"

"... I actually like being alone," I answered.

"I missed you. Holding you is just addicting."

"... why me..."

"Because you were the cutest."

"You're not supposed to judge someone off their looks."

"Well, I kept you because you turned out to be fun and adorable."

"What's my favorite color?" I asked.

"Red."

"Eh?" She got it right... "How did you-?"

"I pay attention. Red phone case, red computer," she point to my phone, then my back, "Red shoes."

"It's that's obvious?" I groaned.

"No, but I like you. So I want to know everything about you," she pulled my shirt down, "Stop hiding it."

"It's a hickey," I pulled my shirt back up.

"I know."

"It's embarrassing..."

"It means your mine," she licked my neck.

"Aa~"

"Rouge," the pink furred girl was back, "Why are you with her?"

"Oh great, you're back," Rouge sighed, "Amy, leave us be."

"I won't. You deserve better than her!" She pointed to me.

"Him, Amy," Rouge corrected her when I was about to.

"What?" Amy looked at me.

"Sonic's a boy," Rouge clarrified.

"Lier," Amy backed away.

"I'm a guy," I confirmed it.

"... ca-" she made a sound.

"Ca?" I didn't really hear her.

"I'm leavinging!" She stormed off.

  Zzz! Zz! Rouge's phone went off.

"She's posted about it already..." Rouge held her phone out so I could see.

  I can't believe the Queens pet is a boy. He had to be the most ADORABLE FUCKING thing! I don't believe -

  Rouge shut off the phone before I could finish reading.

"Don't worry about that," Rouge picked up my sandwich.

"Hey, that's my lunch," I reached of it and she took a bit.

"Here," she placed her lunch on my lap, "Have some of mine."

  I opened the box. She had soup, bread, and salad.

"Did you make this?" She asked.

"Yeah," I answered, knowing I wouldn't get my sandwich back.

"It's good."

  I ate some of the salad. Everything in containers. Her lunch was homemade too. Rouge stayed with me for the entire hour. I was alone again for my next class. Lectures and notes. A peaceful two hours, aside from the glares. Seriously, why do I feel like people are glaring my way? What did I do? Did that girl post something about me? Or did Rouge say something? Great, now that all I'm thinking.

  Why is collage so stressful? I thought this was relief after high school... I guess life's hard no matter what. Sucks.

  I started walking back to my dorm, Rouge hadn't found me yet.

"Hey," a guy walked up to me, "I need to talk to you."

"Me?" I looked around. No one else was in his view. This red echidna wanted to talk to me, "Why?"

"We'll talk in a safe spot. Just follow me," he waited for me to follow him.

This could wither be really bad, or really weird.

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