A Misunderstanding (SONADOW)

Chapter 6

Sonic P.O.V

The two of us then spent the rest of our free time before school just me sketching Mighty and him goofing off. Right after I had finished the sketch of him, Mighty struck another pose of himself but instead of lying down on the bench; he was standing on his toes like a ballerina and holding up a dumbbell, weight first standing up his palm, as he made a very silly looking kissy face. I had a ridiculously hard time trying to concentrate, since I was laughing and snickering too much at the sheer stupidity of it. Even Mighty was having some difficulties keeping still, due to also snickering like crazy.

We just finished our little art session, just as the bell rang, signalling the start of school. I immediately started to pack up my art supplies and Mighty started to put away all the barbells and weights.

"Sorry Mighty. But I must get to homeroom now. Do you mind if I head off now?" I asked, slinging my backpack on.

He was also packing things into his gym bag but answered me back. "Sure Sonic. I must go to the front office anyway to ask for my homeroom class. I might see you in my other classes." He gave me a smile, letting me go off by myself.

I also gave a smile before saying goodbye and started walking to my homeroom, lost in my thoughts. Did I feel any better? Well, the art session did make me laugh a numerous times; especially the silly poses he pulled off. But throughout the entire time, I couldn't stop thinking of Shadow. I wondered 'How is he doing? What's he been up to and... does he even think about me?' The urge to cry started again as I started shaking while I continued walking. 'Why am I even thinking about him? I shouldn't be! I'm trying to get over him.'

As I continued walking, I repeated 'I am trying to get over him.' Over and over until I went into the classroom. Shadow was already sat down at his desk and gave me another disgusted glare. I felt the urge to cry again as I repeated the mantra in my head repeatedly, while Shadow was watching me until I sat down at my desk in the back of the classroom. I only stared at my desk for a few moments, before letting out a sad sigh and took out my sketchbook and pencils to make some adjustments to the two sketches of Mighty trying to ignore the feel of Shadow staring at me. I couldn't help but slightly chuckled when I stopped on the page with Mighty making the kissy face, before I started to continue drawing.

Shadow P.O.V

I was just sitting at my desk, feeling very bored but still in a slightly better mood than yesterday until Faker walked into the classroom, still looking rather depressed but also not as bad as yesterday too. Like yesterday I gave him another very disgusted glare that caused Faker's head and ears to droop as he continued walking to his desk, since I was still very repulsed that my no longer respected rival, had feelings for me. But the more I saw his sad face, the more remorse I felt for doing that to him. Again, I mentally shook myself denying that I had even the tiniest of feelings for him. The only thing I now feel for him is disgust and anger.

My ears perked up, when I heard a sigh coming from him and taking something out of his backpack. Feeling a little curious, I turned my head around to get a better view of what Faker was doing at his desk. He placed some pencils on his desk, as well as a brown book that I have never seen before. After going through several pages in his strange book, he stopped at one and chuckled a little before picking up a pencil and started either writing or drawing in the book with a small smile on his face. I was extremely confused by Faker's expression, as he continued do whatever he is doing in that book. Sure, I could easily tell that he's trying to ignore me, but there is no way he could've easily get over what had happened between us three days ago. No matter how stupidly optimistic he is.

Before I could continue my thoughts, the teacher walked into the classroom with a red and black armadillo that I've never seen before.

"Students, this is Mighty Armstrong Armadillo. He'll be joining our homeroom for the rest of the school year."