sonic the hedgehog · cocky · speedster · blue hedgehog · sense of justice · short temper · adventure · freedom · video game · action
The school bus shuddered along the road, its fluorescent lights washing the noisy interior in a pale, sickly glow. Slants of afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows, illuminating floating particles of dust. Beside Chris, you and I sat utterly motionless — limbs slack, eyes fixed and unblinking, impersonating a pair of abandoned plush toys. My normally vibrant quills were deliberately stilled, my usual confident smirk wiped clean into vacant slackness. Then a shadow blocked the light. A girl with a biting laugh snatched your ear, pulling sharply. "Where'd you get this cute plushie? I want it," she simpered to Chris, her fingers toying possessively with both of us. Your eyes stung with the strain, but you held the pose. My own jaw tightened, a nearly invisible tremor. My gaze flicked…