Chapter 4: Oblivious

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It was the evening after the first day of school and Amy was having supper with her grandfather. Sitting in a dining room of an old apartment Amy was being served a cup of tea by her grandfather on a small table. A magenta hedgehog with a beard and glasses poured some white herbal tea on her small cup.

"Thank you grandfather," Amy said politely and she smiled at him.

"Yes, yes," He nodded and placed the teapot down turning it a bit to the left and went to sit down on his chair. "Tell me, how was the first day at a high school? Was it as hard as your books made it seem to be?"

"Actually, it was interesting. I had Cream by side during a nutrition and lunch break. Then I met new friends that are in my class and a boy." She said in an excited way. Seeing her smile so wide and her tone raise up and down, her grandfather's eyebrows rose, "Ahh, tell me more."

"I do not know, but the stories on my books are wrong. Not everyone's first days at school are at all that bad. I had trouble finding my classes yes, but other than that it was very, very interesting. I absolutely love hearing the lessons they teach." Amy claimed drinking out of her cup.

"Was it better than being home schooled?" He asked.

Amy gave herself a little pause and smiled while sipping her last drops before setting down her cup. "I would prefer being in school. But being home schooled was fun." She said.

Her grandfather smiled warmly at his granddaughter and nodded his head standing up. "I'll go get the soups I've made for us tonight." He said and walked into the kitchen. Amy squealed to herself and ran today's memories in her mind, like a movie theater, she replayed everything that had happened in one day already, and there were more to come tomorrow.

Cream walked in alongside Amy the next day of school. It was a sunny day, the birds were chirping and the students sounded alive. Amy felt all the good energy coming out from these students and it got her excited.

"So, to understand the bell schedule, the clock rings at 8:00am, and we have eight minutes to get to class correct?" Amy asked.

"Yes," Cream said.

"And each class is...umm... fifty-three minutes?" Amy tilted her head to the side.

"Yes,"

Amy sighed, "It is going to be a challenge to know the time. Why are there not clocks that speak the time every time you touch the screen or something?"

Cream laughed and leads her to her locker. "You are funny," She began opening her locker. "Where do you get these ideas from" She whispered to herself. Amy stood there until she heard the sound of a click and she bit her lip. "When will I get a locker?"

Cream turned around. "You want a locker?"

"Yea," Amy nodded.

"You can, but opening it..." Cream slowly stated looking hesitant.

"I could learn," Amy insisted. She extended her hands out and moved Cream aside as she touched the lock and felt it spin with her command.

From a distance a group of boys were messing with a nerd at school's glasses. They took it away from him and started throwing it at one another and making the nerd, who couldn't really see without his glasses chase after them. Sonic, who was part of the group, only laughed as his friends messed around with the kid. He turned his head following the pair of glasses only mid-way on the air his eyes made contact with something else and his eyes shifted.

A pink hedgehog was feeling a locker. She was focused in one direction only and she spun the lock in circles like if she knew how to open it. He became interested and watched.

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