12.19.2004
Sonic wasn't there. That's the first thing I noticed above all the people and even the rain. Yeah, it was raining when I left which was strange. It hardly ever rains like this in Kihei, my home town. The town I was leaving today.
"Amy, we'll miss you so much!" the voices of my friends, Rouge, Blaze, and Cream all say in chorus.
"I'll miss you too!" I cry back, smiling sadly. I know that what I said was true. It's just the unspoken words that would have ruined it all, the words that are screaming in my head at the very moment. The words, "but not as much as Sonic".
As I climb in the back seat of the car with my mom and dad, I have a heavy heart. Sonic isn't here, and that's all I can think. My heart weighs my light, 12 year old body down. It's a weird feeling—to be in love with a boy who barely knows I exist.
"Goodbye, everyone!" I shout out to my friends and family. Goodbye Maui… Goodbye warmth… Goodbye Sonic.
"Amy!" a boy's voice rings in my ears, a voice so familiar that I sink even lower because I know it's not Sonic—It's Knuckles.
"Bye, Knux." I smile halfheartedly. My eyes begin to water while I watch the older, red echidna's face fall.
"Bye, Amy." He says, his voice wobbling. I sigh and fall into Knuckles' arms, giving him the last hug I ever will. My brotherly figure lets me go, and my dad starts up the engine. I feel tears erupt from my eyes, and I wipe one off of my chin with my palm.
I watch the group of children as we get further and further away. Just as we are turning the block to get on the road to the airport, my eyes seem to play a trick on me.
"Sonic?" I whisper, shocked. A blue hedgehog stands at the back of the crowd, behind a palm tree. His azure fur is darkened by shade but still a bright color, the exact opposite to my pink colored fur. I've always thought it strange that, in hospitals when babies are born, girls get pink clothes and boys get blue clothes.
Sonic has always been the blue to my pink—the boy to my girl. I've always thought he just never knew it, but now, as he stands in the distance, waving in the gentle breeze, my head starts to hurt. Does he like me? Does he love me?
I immediately perk up as I wave a hand at him but shortly, that moment and feeling is gone. We turn away and Sonic is out of my vision, out of my life.
I will forever have questions that will never be answered.
