Sonic walked out of his final fourth class, happy he can go home now. He walked down the surprisingly empty hallway, there were usually a lot of people here though he did leave a good 10 minutes after class. 'Thank you last minute test!' he thought to himself as he smiled he liked it when the school was quiet, it relaxed him. Continuing to walk down the hallway he felt uneasy as in something was wrong. Out of instinct he looked behind him and saw the seniors from this morning and Scourge. He turned right back around wishing he hadn't seen them at all. "I see you princess, no need to run baby.." Scourge spoke up with a smirk like the creep he was. "I'll be gentle sweet pea, honest." one of the seniors spoke as well, "Yeah..real gentle." Sonic has stopped in his tracks he was honestly really scared at this point. No one else could save him at this point, he felt helpless. 'Awe hell no! I'm the fastest thing alive, not gonna let a buncha' creeps feel me up or some shit' Sonic thought as a spark of confidence struck into his chest. He turned around with a determined look appeared on his face. "listen boys, I don't think you wanna do this-" that confidence he had? Yea that's out the window now, all three of them towered over him and his ears dropped as he gulped. "U-uhm..I-I have to g-go.." Sonic shook a little as he gripped his backpack and ran. He could hear them running after him though it's not like they were going to catch up to him. At least not the seniors, Scourge however was almost right behind him. "Don't run, you only make more fun this way!" Scourge said with an enthusiastic yet maniac voice. 'Like hell that's happening!' Sonic nearly made a sonic boom trying to get away from the prick. He wasn't leading him to his house, then he'd know where he lived so Sonic took a sharp left and Scourge fell. Sonic chuckled as he ran in different directions until he knew for sure that Scourge was gone. He skidded to a stop as he was in front of his house now, "Phew.." sonic unlocked his door and walked in happily looking around at his cozy home. "Mom! You home?!" He called out for his lovely mother until he found a note on the kitchen counter.

'Hi sweetie! Working a longer shift today, so I won't be back until 12. Go to bed on time please, Jules should already be home by the time you read this so he'll watch you until then. I love you sooooooo much!'

- Mommy <3

   Sonic smiles at the note, him and his mom were close if it wasn't obvious. They both constantly make jokes with or about each other. Ever since his actual dad had passed away, it was hard for both of them for a few years, until Bernie met Jules. He was a kind man and had a well paying job. Jules took care of his mother and paid that bit of extra money when Him and Bernie needed it. He was a kind man, that is to everyone but Sonic in his opinion. When his mom wasn't around Jules would talk about how ungrateful he would seem oblivious and really not caring about the jokes he was referring to. All Sonic could do about it was nod and say nothing, him and his mom had jokes yes but he knew what was too far. He was well disciplined though Sonic felt a huge disliking to his stepfather. Putting the note down he realized it was well after 3 since he usually got home around 2:50, "Scourge chased me for that long?!" Sonic was rather surprised and fed up with Scourges games with his creepy ass. "Where the hell have you been young man?". Jules stood at the top of the staircase in a robe beginning to walk down. "Sonic froze not knowing what to say, "Uhh..Lets just say my friends wanted to have a race around the neighborhood" he sweat dropped with an awkward smile, as one ear went down and the other stayed pointed up. Jules was in front of him, looking him up and down recognizing his red hoodie on Sonic's well shaped body. He looked back into Sonics eyes seeing how uncomfortable the other was now. With a disgusted on his face he walked back upstairs and slammed his door shut. He left Sonic confused, only to brush it off and head to his own room. 'Who pissed in his cereal today?...' he thought to himself as he spread himself out in his bed. He looked up at the ceiling now bored, he didn't have homework which was a blessing he knew Tails was at home working on something important. 

      He started to think about today,  about Scourge harnessing him all the time, his mom working really late, his stepdad being a pain in the ass. 'Shadow... that last thought made his insides tingle, like an inch of him everywhere got excited yet angry just thinking about him. Was it the chest fur or his well tanned skin? Sonic didn't know or care it was just something about the other male. To take his mind off of things he started playing a song he really liked at the time.

( ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕨 ) 

Yo, I ain't here for the money

I ain't here for the fame

Thought it might be nice to own a jet plane

I'ma do it all for you 

Come along you'll see it's true 

But the road is pretty cold you might need a sweater too

I'ma put it right on ya, kid from California

Tryna make it in life, in school they never taught ya

Dreams of my own, I've been working from home

I can do it on my own but sometimes it gets cold like,

( Cause' it's too cold for you here, and now so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater )x2

There's nothing I want more, nothing else I wanna see

And grab a mic

And hit a stage 

And kill it in the scene

Persevering for my team 

So they can acquire cream

Finding out what the work pays off really mean

Living life to a dream

My peers wouldn't believe 

But I'm running out of breath

And I forgot how to breathe

It's been colder than ever

Nothing like I remember, like spring is the winter

And every day is like December 

So bring out your coats, bring out your sweaters

there's no telling when the weather is gonna get better

Cause I remember the moments when I was though as a joke

 Now they giving me handshakes, saying it was a joke 

But I ain't joking around, tryna give you all hope 

So you could do it if you wanted man, you drive your own road

Yeah a notebook full of raps and the end of every class

It's my formula for life not my formula to math like, Oh 

( Cause' it's good cold for you here, and now so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater ) x2

And it's too cold

It's too cold

The holes in my sweater..

After his little session, he headed to the shower, successfully bathing himself, putting on his pajamas and scrolled through the internet until he passed out.