Bad boy wants a Good boy (Sonourge)

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Scourge's POV

I closed my eyes, and pictured me inflicting pain into others. Watching them bleed, and crying out. Just like how I feel in the inside.

Wanting to scream out the rage I've kept hidden, to punch out the wounds, to just curl up into a ball and just die. Crying out the sorrow.

Yes, that's right. Even a bully feels pain.

Ice can break, a superhero feels pain, and a bad guy cries. So you shouldn't be surprised that I feel like this.

As you can tell, I am in a pretty bad mood. And no one is there to pick me back up. There is no one to lift me up high, where in there, I rule the sky.

Which means I'm alone in my world.

I can only depend on myself for everything. My parents are down, and what I mean by that is, they're in hell. They're suffering from all the things they did to me for the past 5 years.

I just wish I c-

"SCOURGE THE HEDGEHOG!"

I snapped back into reality, and glared my blue piercing colored eyes at my teacher. My biology teacher. He glared back and pointed to the board. Which held the notes for the day's lesson.

"Do you know what to do for the lesson?"

I sighed, cracking my knuckles. He fixed his glasses and watched me. "You hit it, and watch it fall." He raised a brow.

"Please repeat your sentence."

I hit my hand on my table. Hard enough for the next classroom to hear the slam. "You hit it. And watch it fall." He sighed and fixed his glasses again.

"Scourge, I need to see you after class. And don't miss it."

I rolled my eyes, and ignored his request. He then continued on to whatever the lesson was. Who would pay attention to this crap?

No one. Especially, me.

The bell then rang. Leaving everyone to get their ass up and leave the class. I stayed in my seat, watching everyone leave. My biology teacher frowned once he saw me.

"What's with your attitude today?" He asked.

I didn't say anything.

He sighed and handed me a detention.

"Whatever." I said and handed him back the slip. He shook his head and placed it again on the desk. As I was about to hand it back to him, a kid entered the class. I recognized that kid. I saw him about a couple days ago. On the first day of school. He's in 11th grade too? I thought he was a 10th grader. Not 11th. What a twist.

Oh well. I smirked once his gaze landed on me. He froze. The teacher soon spoke up. "Well, Scourge. You should be heading off to class. And Sonic. Take a seat."

Sonic, huh? That's his name. I stood up, grabbing the slip and watching Sonic. He immediately rushed to the back seats and took a seat in the back.

This might be fun.

Edited 2/9/20