Well... how should I start?
I know your all wondering why I haven't updated any of my other stories lately. The answer is quite simple, really...
WRITER'S BLOCK SUCKS!!
This is based on a RP me, otttofan and ShadoXBureizu. This is... no. This is not the most normal of our RPs. Actually.. maybe it is. I don't think they are EVER normal. Sigh. It's gonna be pretty Amy-biased.. because that's where most of the drama took place. Blaze and Wave just sorta... jumped in during the RP so I'm going to try and work around that and make it work.
I'm really trying to update, guys! I'm so sorry it's taking me forever!
The music was loud. The low beats were thumping up against the young hedgehog's head and she felt as though she would collapse. Biting her lip, she made her way over to the bar. She brushed against several people on her way over, however, and each time she wobbled a bit while doing so.
She sat down on a stool slowly and looked the bartender in the eye. "Hit me."
He raised an eyebrow slowly. "Are you sure your old enough?"
She stared into his blue eyes carefully. She wasn't quite sure if she could make him budge or not. They were bright blue. Even the very color tore into her heart and she had to look away hastily. Oh, how she hated he could do this to her. It wasn't even him and yet she ached. "Yes."
He shook his head slowly, his breath more even then hers. "Sorry, no can do. You're underage."
Amy let a slow breath out and closed her eyes. She pursed her lips lightly until she gave in and opened her eyes again. Her stare was even, unbreakable. "Then... just give me a soda. I don't care."
He poured her a cup of Sprite and placed it on the bar. "What's with you? I've seen you around and you've always seamed so... perky." He commented as she took a sip. "Not that I'm being nosy, or anything."
She fiddled with her quills, which were tied up in a high ponytail on top of her head. "Yeah, that's what everybody says. Just because I seam happy all the time doesn't mean that I necessarily am. And I can be sad, too. I'm not a one-emotion girl."
He nodded. "It's Sonic, right?" He guessed, although he really didn't need to. Anybody would be able to guess why Amy Rose was upset.
Damn, she thought. Am I really that predicable? It's pathetic!
She subconsciously glanced back. He was dancing with another girl; very dirtily, too. Just watching they way they grinded up against one another made her insides burn. She turned away quickly and bit her tongue. She didn't want to admit to herself- never mind this guy she had just met- that she was bitter about falling in love at such an early age. Look where it got her now? She was supposed to be the team's ingenue. Perky, happy and upbeat... but she just couldn't bring herself to smile.
He didn't wait for an answer. It was written all over her face. "Hey, chill out, okay?" He mused, trying to be helpful. "It won't seam as bad if you don't think about it. Breathe."
She looked at him hollowly and answered him with an obnoxious inhale and exhale. She didn't want to be coached. She just wanted somebody to understand what she was feeling.
"Good. Don't look at him. You can always leave and go home. Do you have a ride?" He asked, turning so that he was facing her every time she tried to look away.
She shook her head. No.
"Alright. I'll drive you home." He turned around and started putting things away.
Amy felt numb, useless. She hated being so obsolete. "Wait! Can you do that? Won't you loose your job?" She blurted. He looked at her and she felt herself go red all over. She hadn't meant to sound demanding. It just sort of happened.
He laughed good naturedly. "Nah, my boss won't care once I explain it was to help a pretty girl. He understands those sorta things, ya know?"
She felt herself flush. Did he just call her pretty? That didn't happen often... in fact, it had never happened before. Sonic had never called her pretty. He never called her anything. He just saw her and ran and didn't think twice about not giving her a chance. She had never considered herself a pretty girl. Especially after living in Rouge's shadow for so long.
"Um.. thanks." She began as he stood next to her, away from the bar. "But can you do me another favor, too? Not that I'm trying to be pushy or anything."
He nodded. She almost smiled.
"Great... thanks..." She gazed at Sonic once more. She heard him cough and looked back at him. Right. No looking at Sonic. Step one. "Can you kiss me in front of him? I just want to see if it bothers him at all." She asked timidly and slowly, running her right hand over her left in her lap. She was never this uneasy around Sonic. Maybe it was because she had just met him.
He grabbed her hand and lead her out to the dance floor, right smack dab in front of Sonic and the girl he was dancing with. Amy looked at the mystery man who was being so kind to her... almost too kind, she rationalized. It was odd to her. All Sonic would ever do for her was save her behind and then book it before she could express her gratitude. Wasn't that how a girl was supposed to be treated? It's how she had been treated the last 6 years of her life.
"Okay. I've never actually, ya know, done this before so-" Before Amy could finish the boy had cupped his hands under her chin and massaged his lips against hers. She gasped lightly. Her first kiss. Oh, wow. Was it supposed to feel so forced? Was she supposed to be so uneasy? Was she supposed to feel guilty and wrong? She felt his hands trace up her sides and rest at her hips. She felt queasy as he did so. Why did that simple move of his hands make her feel so sick to her stomach? It was just her hips! And the guy was driving her home, too. It wasn't like he was a creep.
He pulled away and nodded at her. She gazed to her right. Sonic had taken no notice of her.
She felt her heart sting as she broke away from the boy's grip and ran as fast as she could out of the club. She almost made it out without being caught but bumped shoulders with Wave. Wave noticed her, of course, and grabbed the young girl's wrist. "Kid, where are you going?"
Amy struggled out of her grasp and ran as fast as she could out. Wave raised an eyebrow. "Jeez!"
Blaze walked over with a seemingly confused expression as well. "What was that all about?"
Wave shook her head. "I have no idea."
Both girls stared in the direction the pink hedgehog had taken off in for a moment until the boy pushed past them and chased after her. Wave shouted something not very nice after him and Blaze just looked a little offended.
Yeah. There's the crappy first chapter. It gets better, I promise. By the way, I made a video that sorta-almost fits this story. Look up my name on Youtube (It's SensationalRunt) and then look for Sonamy- Pretty Girl. There's hearts and stuff in the name, too... I was bored, alright?
Now review, would ya? Please?