Love Hexagon 2: Perfect

Perfect

First period is already done and English class was going great for Amy, especially when she gets to read 'Wuthering Heights' as the assigned reading. Her next class is History, then Trigonometry, Lunch, Art, Biology, and finally Physical Education. Even though none of her friends were in the same class in English, Amy couldn't wait to see who she will be with in History.

Right before the second warning bell rings, she finally makes it to the appropriate classroom with her notebook in her arms. There, she sees some students sitting on top of desks and standing around the back of the room, having some mindless incoherent conversations before the teacher walks in. However, what really catches her eye is that prep hedgehog sitting in his desk in the front row, reading through his notes.

Amy smiles when she sees that empty desk right next to Silver. Soon, she's about to walk up to that desk, albeit—Blaze, who didn't notice her yet, rushes in and immediately sits down adjacent to him. It's first come, first serve. This made Amy frown a little.

Blaze is smiling at Silver as she stares at him while setting her bag down on the floor beside her. She happens to have some similar personalities as the prep hedgehog; she is as smart as him and normally, she is the brains of the group she's in. She usually wears clothes that resemble a school girl, from plaid skirts of different colors with matching ties to dark shaded sweaters and some adorable hair accessories.

"Hi, Silver," she tells him. Silver looks up at her, but he looks slightly unimpressed with her. It seems that the two have a complex relationship, but it's unknown for now.

"Oh, hi," Silver replies wryly.

Blaze is about to give him a warming hug, but something else is distracting him. When he sees Amy walking to another desk in the second row—about three seats away—Silver smiles sympathetically. He can even see that almost-gloomy expression on her face.

He looks back at Blaze. "Blaze," he says, "you don't mind if you sit somewhere else for today?"

The cat is perplexed. "Why?"

"Just for today, no big deal." Silver gazes back at Amy and she returns the eye contact. The pink hedgehog tries to let out a smile, and Blaze sees their connection.

"Please, Blaze?" Silver asks. She thought about it; the feeling is making her envy, but because she's too much of a good person, she cannot deny the offer. She sighs as she grabs her bag from the floor and stands up.

Silver gestures Amy to come sit with him and she accepts. Both Amy and Blaze switch desks; with that done, the cat is beginning to feel doubtful about the way the two hedgehogs look at one another, smiling and blushing.

"It's just a little switch," Blaze thought to herself in her head, "nothing bad. I just hope nothing can go wrong. I just hope… she won't take Silver away from me."

Minutes passed by and the second and third bell have rung already. The lecturer walks into the classroom and the students right away stop their conversations, and then quickly take their seats.

"Good morning, class," he greets while setting his messenger bag and a binder full of paperwork on his desk. Afterwards, he takes a dry-erased marker and writes down on the whiteboard. "Now, before we move on to the next part of the topic," he faces to the class, "let's see how much we remember from what we've covered from our previous lecture."

The lecturer puts the cap back onto the marker. "Who can briefly explain the 15th Amendment of the Constitution?"

Immediately, Silver answers, "Granting the right to vote to all citizens with no denial. Completely ratified in 1870."

"Very good," the educator responds before he turns back to the board to write down some notes.

Amy glances at Silver. "I was right all along. You are pretty intelligent." She whispers to him so the teacher wouldn't hear them over the lecture.

"Thanks," he whispers back with a smile, "it's all about memorization." She chuckles.

Blaze tries her best to write down her notes, but the side conversation between the two is making her feel distracted from doing do. She now has the urge to break her pen in her fist. Or better yet, set her notebook on fire.

"Now, moving further ahead, who knows what the 19th Amendment is all about?"

Wanting to at least get attention from the smartest hedgehog in class, the cat answers. "It's the prohibition of the possession of alcohol."

There's a pause. "Close. But no." Silver chuckles softly.

"Actually," the entire class gives the new student attention. Amy answers with no hesitation, "the 19th Amendment is forbidding the rejection of the right to vote regarding to gender, which led to a significance of women's rights. The prohibition to the purchase and possession of alcohol is really the 18th Amendment." She looks at Blaze. "You're actually one Amendment apart."

"I knew that," Blaze mutters in disappointment under her breath.

"That's correct." The lecturer replies, "thank you, Miss…" he trails off.

"Amy Rose." The pink hedgehog responds, "I'm new here." Behind her, she can hear the classmates complimenting about her in disjointed whispers.

She and Silver make another eye contact. They smirk at each other once again and Silver gives her a subtle thumbs up. This made Amy blush a little. Seeing this moment for the cat has made her feel—more envy in the inside. However, she tries her best to control her jealousy throughout the rest of the period.

~X~

Several hours passed by. With Trigonometry done and she used her lunch period to go to the library instead, Amy is now in the Art classroom. She's just sitting in one of the tables all alone, doing some sketching on paper, and minding her own business. As for the rest of the students, they're either working on their own pieces of art and/or getting the supplies they needed.

"Look at her," Fiona Fox whispers to Mina about Amy while they're sitting together three tables down, trying to do their work, but are too busy having their own conversation together. "Just look at her, sitting all by herself like a pathetic little runt she is."

"Fiona," Mina replies, "I get the whole idea that she's new and already becoming popular in seconds, but being a hater won't solve anything but to make things worse. And besides, she's not even doing anything."

Amy hears their small talk and she glances at them for a mere second; Fiona gives her a sinister look, like she wanted to harm her. Amy, feeling scared, turns away from them and resumes doing her art assignment.

"You know what I've heard?" Fiona continues; she has come up with a rumor, "I've heard that she's a slut. She's trying to get all of the guys in this school, even the ones who are already taken."

"What?" Mina gasps, "No, that's impossible."

At that moment, Scourge appears with a small heart-shaped box in his hands. It's pink and it has a small red ribbon on the lid. He's casually walking through the aisle between the art tables and he passed by the two. Fiona grins.

"Hey, Scourge," Fiona seductively greeted while stopping him for a moment. He looks at her, feeling bothered. She looks at the box he's holding. Still remaining flirtatious, she asks, "Who's that for? Is it for me?" and she's about to take it from him.

The bad hedgehog pulls it away from her, "What the fuck are you talking about? We're not even together anymore." he remarks coldly. "This is not for you, this is for someone else."

This disappoints her, "What? Who?"

"That's none of your business." Scourge resumes strolling away from Fiona and—she, along with Mina, watches him go to Amy. He stood adjacent to her, grinning while giving the pink hedgehog the box. Turns out that the box is really a present for her and she smiles at him back. From their point of views, it seems that both Scourge and Amy are really—together. She gets up from her seat, and she gives the bad boy a warming hug.

"Thank you so much," they hear Amy say.

Fiona is angered from watching this. She glances back at Mina. "See what I mean?" she snarls, "She already stole Scourge away from me!"

"Well," Mina informs her calmly, "That still doesn't mean that she's a guy-thief. She's basically—"

"Girls!" the mongoose and the fox both jumped. They looked up and they see the art teacher with a French beret on her head, looking disdain. "What are you two doing?"

"Uh, working, like you said." Fiona lies with obnoxiousness. This is because Fiona is the rebellious girl with the attitude, like Scourge, while Mina is an aspiring singer-songwriter, like Manic.

"Yeah right," the lecturer replies with a scoff. She knows that the fox lies all the time and she's always so nonchalant about her missing art assignments. She then gazes down at their—blank art. "Do you think I'm going to fall for that? You do know that this is 20% of your grade."

"Sorry, Mrs. Jade." Mina apologizes innocently.

"Wow! This is amazing!" Manic calls out in bewilderment. Jade turns to where the commotion is; there, she sees Scourge sitting right next to Amy with his arm around hers, and Manic staring at the artwork that Amy has done. "I swear to God, this is like the most realistic thing I've ever seen!"

The sketch is really a still-life of a bouquet of flowers, sitting on Jade's desk. It's greatly drawn with a grayscale done correctly. "Thanks, Manic. Well, I have to be honest, this isn't really the best work I've done." She says modestly and shyly.

"Are you kidding?" Manic exclaims, "You sure have a way with art." Then, he winks at her. She responds with a giggle.

"Hey," Scourge jokingly points to Manic as he pulls Amy closer to him, "You better go easy on the Rose." He snickers.

Jade gazes back at Fiona and Mina. For one last time, she informs them, "You two should be more thorough, like our new student over there." Afterwards, she turns away and strolls away from them.

Fiona glares at Mina. "Maybe you're just overreacting. Just don't let your jealousy take control over you." The mongoose informs her.

"Open your eyes, Mina," she replies, "it looks like she's taking your man away from you, too." Fiona gestures to Manic sitting next to Amy, both are happily laughing with each other. Mina watches them; she gasps when she suddenly saw her crush touching the pink hedgehog's hand as she's still working on her sketch—and his face is suddenly closer to hers. It seems that Manic is flirting with her.

The yellow and purple-haired female suddenly loses her level-headedness and Fiona can see her altering facial expression. "You were saying?" she tells her.

"I so want to kill her," Mina snarls quietly.

~X~

It's time for Biology and today, the class is taking place in the lab. Everyone gathers around with their partners for the semester and then sat in their assigned seats. After the third bell has rung, Rouge quickly appears in the room.

"Rouge," the Biology professor informs sternly, "You're late again."

"Sorry," Rouge apologizes, "it's just that—"

"No excuses, please head to your station." The bat, also known as the stylish one, sighs. Normally, she likes to be fashionably late on occasional times, so she can have her chance to show off her appearance. Due to her narcissistic behavior, it pretty much affects her grades and attendance, but it was worth it for her. Although, the main reason why she does this—is to win over the dark hedgehog.

She strolls straight to her station, and right next to her empty seat—is Shadow. She smiles as she watches her favorite guy staring at the beakers, looking so mysterious as usual. Rouge goes up to her seat, and then sat down, still smiling flirtatiously at Shadow. Shadow notices this, and he looks at her with a solemn look.

"Oh, it's you," Shadow sarcastically says. Just like the rest, he, too, has some personal complications with her.

"Is something wrong, darling?" Rouge replies with a flirty tone and of course, Shadow doesn't like that.

"Yes, you." He responds with coldness. "And I hate to break this to you, but we're going to have a third partner today." Suddenly, his scowl turns into a crooked smile.

Rouge is flummoxed. "Who?"

Shadow chuckles and points to someone behind her, "Her." The bat turns around and she sees—Amy Rose.

"Hey," Amy says as she walks and takes her seat next to Shadow. Both hedgehogs smirk and giggle at each another, and this makes Rouge feel—slightly bothered. "Unfortunately," Amy informs her, "the professor told me that there are an odd number of students in this class, so it looks like we're a trio for now."

Rouge kept a scowl on her face, knowing that this is something that she's not going to like. "Yeah, for now…"

Minutes after the lecture, trays of fetal pigs were given out from table to table—it's time for the dissection. When the three got theirs, Rouge can't help but to feel completely nauseous and disgusted about the dead baby pig right in front of her.

"Oh God," she says to herself inaudibly with her hand covering her mouth and nose. Shadow sees her like this; it makes him laugh.

"You ready, Shadow?" Amy asks with audacity while holding up the scalpel.

"Actually, Rose, would you like to give Bat-girl here the honor to do the first cut?" None of the two knows this, but inside his mind, Shadow wanted to see how Rouge would react if she gets her hands on the pig and laugh at her cowardice.

"Sure," Amy hands the blade to Rouge. Rouge, trying to gather up her courage in order to impress the dark hedgehog, meekly takes it.

"Uh, thanks?" the bat gulps in nervousness. With that said, she begins her task; she slowly inserts the scalpel into the center of the fetal pig's chest while at the same time, trying to control her nausea. Rouge slides the blade down to its belly and soon afterwards—the insides are showing.

Already—her sickening sensation worsens. She starts to gag and right away, she throws the tool from her hands and onto the tray. "I can't do this," she laments.

"Coward," Shadow snickers inaudibly.

"Here, let me do it then," Amy takes the scalpel blade back into her hands and having without any problems, she resumes the dissection for Rouge.

With minutes passing by, both Shadow and Amy are nearly done with their project while Rouge is just sitting there to watch (she refused to get her hands back on the fetal animal). As she watches the two working together, she can't help but to feel envy—especially when they're smiling at one another.

"Did you know," Amy tells him, "that the intestines are really connected together by a peritoneum called the mesentery? Some believed that the intestines literally spill out of the stomach itself, but that's impossible. Obviously, they watch too many horror movies."

Shadow is stunned by the fact, "Wow, that's pretty—coherent." He didn't anticipate her to be that—smart. The female hedgehog responds with an adorable chuckle and a blush.

Rouge, having to watch the entire thing, lets out an inaudible scoff. "I don't believe this." She says to herself.

All the way through the rest of the period, she attempts to control her envious—despite that she has the urge to do something tactless to her.

~X~

"Okay, so let me get this straight," Sally, who is wearing her cheerleader uniform, says as she is talking to the girls out in the hallways, "she's all brains, she's artistic, she can cut up a dead animal without puking, and now you're telling me that—she's a man-stealer?"

"Well, she already took my Scourge!" Fiona exclaims.

"And my Silver!" Blaze complains.

"My Manic!" Mina whines.

"And don't forget, she just stole Shadow away from me!" Rouge finishes off.

Sally is completely disgusted. "Unbelievable! Four guys in one freaking day?!"

"I'm telling you, Sal," Fiona remarks, "something's really messed up with that girl. She's only been here for one day and already she's taking over the whole damn school."

"Just since when Amy has decided to become," Rouge shudders in reluctance for she is about to say the word she doesn't even want to mention, "little Miss Perfect?"

"She could be a perfectionist," Blaze stated, "but in my perspective, she's more of an attention-seeker. I'm assuming that she's faking everything, just to have all the attention she wants."

"You could be right," Mina responds. "Also, is it me, or does anyone else find it weird that she's able to know our names earlier today without the proper introduction? She can even express each guy perfectly in a matter of seconds."

This came to realization. "Oh yeah, I remember that alright. That was pretty creepy." Sally says with her arms crossed and leaning her back against a locker. "But still, how the hell can she—"

Her statement gets cut off when she suddenly hears some familiar giggling. She glances at where the laughter is coming from.

"Shh, here she comes." Sally whispers. Soon the entire group stood silent. Amy appears nearby them—with Sonic, and she's holding onto his arm as they go straight to Amy's locker. Sonic is also holding her bag over his shoulder, like a gentleman. They begin to eavesdrop.

"So Sonic, you and Manic actually have a sister? And all three of you are triplets?" Amy asks the jock.

"Yeah, we are. Fortunately, Sonia doesn't go into Chaos High. She's in some kind of boarding school that is like two hours away from home." He optimistically answers.

"How is that a good thing?"

"Well, I don't like to sound mean, but Sonia always gets on our asses with her nagging and such. Also, she's too much of a beauty queen, and thank God our parents allowed her to stay in a boarding school. But despite it all, we still love her and we can still see her on weekends."

After the small talk, Sonic and Amy made it to her locker, just several yards away from the—glaring—girls. They're still overhearing their personal conversation. They watch as Sonic takes her bag off his shoulder and hands it back to Amy while she's undoing the lock and opens it.

Sonic persists the tête-à-tête, "So, Ames," he rubs the back of his head and then leans his arm against the lockers, "I was thinking, if maybe after school, you want to show up at the football field and watch me practice? By the way, not only I'm on the track team, I'm also on the football team, and I could use some encouragement. Now that Sally and I are broken up, you seem the perfect girl to do so." He smiles at her.

Amy looks up at him and she does the same as him, "Wow, Sonic. I don't know what to say. But—how can I say no to that face of yours. Of course, I'll show up—just for you."

He chuckles softly, "And afterwards—would you like to go hangout with me and the guys? After all, it's Friday, which means we can do whatever the hell we want before the weekend."

"It's a date—well, sort of." The two laughs at the joke.

"Well, see you there, Ames." Sonic gives Amy a quick peck on the cheek and then he makes his way towards the exit. She watches him leave until he's completely out of sight for her.

Amy resumes gathering her things in her bag and organizing her textbooks and supplies inside her locker. Afterwards, she closes her locker and—she gets startled when she sees the five girls, already standing right next to her and she didn't even noticed.

"Oh, it's you," Amy says.

The cheerleader chipmunk steps a little closer to the hedgehog whilst keeping that irritated look on her face. "So, Amy," she begins, "having fun stealing other guys away from girls?" Behind her, the others are doing the same. They're like cronies to the leader.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Clearly, this is all a misunderstanding.

"You know what I'm talking about. You've recently stole my man. And you managed to do the same to my friends here. We all saw it. What do you have to say about that, 'Miss Perfect'?" Sally spat the last word on her face.

Amy sighs, "Look, you need to understand that they're just being playful and friendly to me, nothing big. And for your information, I'm not even perfect. I may be smart and artistic, but I'm definitely not perfect."

"Playful and friendly, huh?" Fiona remarks.

"I don't know what else to say, alright? Now, if you don't mind, I have somewhere important to be."

Amy takes off, but on her way out, Fiona intentionally made her trip; she grins maliciously at the action. When they just saw her stumble a bit, her bag opens loose—and something falls out and drops onto the tiled floor.

All five sees the object; it's a clear plastic bag and it jingles as it hits the floor. Inside the bag, the items are individually small, grey, metallic, and each have sharp edges on the sides. With a closer inspection—only a couple of them have tiny red marks.

They are wide-eyed in perplexity. Amy panicked a bit and she quickly takes the bag back into her hands and then hurriedly stuffs it back into her messenger bag. She looks at them.

"You didn't see anything," she tells them. Finally, she scurries away from the group.

Sally, Rouge, Fiona, Blaze, and Mina all watch her leave. What now catches their eyes—is that Amy Rose, the 'perfect' hedgehog, is hiding something—really drastically.