New Story! YAY! Don't worry, i still have alot of writing to do with the other stories but just another daydream that wouldn't go away.

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Ch.1 Enchanted Masquerade

I walked through the double doors with my parents to the masquerade ball. They were throwing it as a welcoming party. My parents were such social helpers. They dragged me here, in this sleepy beach town of Saturn Cove, just so that they could get better promotions as social business people. I looked around through the eye slits of my mask. I took another careful step in my high heels. My parents left my side to go talk to some new friends. I made my way to the side where all the teenagers were. The people I would soon be going to school with. The girls looked at me with envy. I wondered why though. The boys' eyes never left me. Even the boys who looked like they had dates already. I walked past them, over to a vacant space. My parents rushed over to me with some of their friends. They kept asking me questions, like "What are some are your hobbies," "What do you want to be when you grow up?" The same old boring questions I'd been answering since I was five. I looked back toward the teenagers and a masked hedgehog's eyes met mine. His eyes whispered "Have we met?" I didn't know if I was hallucinating or not, but the silhouette made its way to me. I walked away from my parents to get a little space. The hedgehog reached me, smiling a friendly smile. "Hello your highness," he joked, his deep voice gentle and soft. I returned the smile politely, wondering if he knew something. "Hi Prince Charming," I said, without thinking. I immediately regretted my words, but the boy only chuckled.

"You look beautiful tonight my lady," he said, bowing. I blushed, but he couldn't see because the feathers of my mask were covering my cheeks.

"Thank you. You look good too," I replied.

"Thanks. Hey, I think the slow songs are starting. Do you wanna dance?"

"Um sure," I said, getting nervous. I was always nervous around boys. This boy smiled and took my hand gently. He led me to the dance floor. He put his hand on the side of my waist, his other hand, holding mine. I put my other hand on his shoulder. He took one step, and I almost tripped. He chuckled. "Do I need to teach someone how to waltz," he joked. I smiled nervously. He smiled anyway. "Okay, take one step back when I step forward. When I step back, you step forward. We'll end up going in a circle. Here, I'll lead you," he said. He took one step forward and I took one step back. He smiled wider at my progress. He took a step back, showing me how to move around. I got the hang of it after a little while. I couldn't stop looking into his eyes, though some of it was covered. He dipped me slowly, bringing me up just as slow. I was totally enchanted by him. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and my mom was standing there. She mouthed "We're leaving." I nodded. Why so early? My prince smiled, understanding. "It was nice meeting you," he said before kissing my gloved hand.

"Nice meeting you too," I said. I turned and walked to the door. I looked back to him one last time before going through the double doors. I wondered if I would ever see him again. If I would ever know his identity. That night at about 2 a.m., I had a question stuck deep into my head. Who did he love? Did he even have a lover? I got up and started pacing. A guy like him must have somebody he has feelings for. Or someone who had feelings for him. In that little hour of a waltz, I've even developed a crush on him. He probably had tons of girls after him, but why would he take such in interest in me? I'm a loser. A nothing. Just a loner poet who doesn't have any friends. But he didn't know that. He only saw the beauty I had in one night. I wondered if that was all he was ever going to see.

I walked through the crowd of the high schoolers, trying to find my locker. I recognized a few people from the ball, but saw they were all cheerleaders and sport jocks. I wondered if I would fit in here. I wondered if we would stay in this town. I finally reached locker 118. A purple cat was going through the locker next to it. She looked at me and smiled brightly, her bronze eyes lighting up. "Hi I'm Blaze and I will be your tour guide," she said really peppy. She laughed before I could say anything. "Don't worry; I'm not like the spoiled brats around here. I actually have a job," she said, holding out her hand. I shook it.

"Amy Rose," I replied, pushing some of my pink quills out of my face with my other hand. Blaze smiled.

"Daughter of the famous social workers? We know all about you."

"You do?"

"Well we knew you were coming, but looks like people are starting to give you the cold shoulder already."

"Do they not like me?"

"They envy you since your parents have more money than their parents. Like I said: spoiled brats."

"Well I work at the children's daycare part time for my own money. My parents give me five dollars allowance. So do I fit in with the spoiled brats?"

"Now that's what I call a person who wants to work for themselves so no."

"Okay, that's a relief." Blaze laughed.

"I like you. C'mon, I'll walk you to your first class," she said. I smiled at the invitation. Blaze's hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing jeans and a t shirt that had ripped lines in the back with purple converses. She eyed my long shirt and jeggings. "What," I asked after a little while. She shook her head.

"Nothing, it's just that most people around here when short skirts and dresses that barely fit," she said. I smiled, knowing she thought I was different. We kept walking until a locker opened and hit me smack in the face. The boy poked his head around the locker to look down at me, which I was sprawled across the floor. The boy howled with laughter. Blaze hit his arm. "Shutup Sonic. You just had to hit her with your locker," she said. The boy, Sonic, just kept laughing. Blaze rolled her eyes and helped me up. "Hello," I said politely to Sonic.

"Hey, you're new here right," he asked, all laughter gone, but joking still in his voice.

"Yes."

"From where?"

"Nowhere near here."

"Where then? China?" I giggled.

"No, just far. Texas, yes, that's where I'm from."

"Texas huh? You don't have an accent."

"Well I wasn't born there, just spent a few years down there."

"Then where were you born?"

"Um."

"Enough with the stalker questions Sonic, you're gonna scare her off," Blaze said before pulling me away. I sighed of relief. She saved me. "You don't want to hang around him, he's the most cockiest, stupidest, jock of them all," Blaze said.

"Who was he?"

"Sonic the Hedgehog. He's the star of all sports possible except for baseball."

"So football, soccer, rugby-"

"Okay, not all that. Just football, basketball, track, and lacrosse. He's a fast thinking person and he runs fast so that gives him an advantage."

"Oh. So, I guess he's the most popular too?"

"Not really. I mean he hangs with regular people, he's just annoying."

"Regular people? What do you mean by that?"

"People who aren't losers, but aren't popular."

"Like middle class."

"Yea, the middle of the social rate in this school."

"Oh, is that where you are?"

"Yea, though I feel the need to hang by myself most of the time. All the girls who used to be in the middle either got moved up or moved down so they don't bother with me anymore."

"Well I want to stay in the middle."

"You probably won't. I mean you're stunning and that's what gets girls up to the top."

"But I'm clumsy, and sometimes I feel as if I don't belong. I also write poetry."

"Yes, you're so staying in the middle." I giggled.

"So, do all the girls like Sonic?"

"Subtract me and the answer would be yes. He's not like the other boys, but he's not my type."

"Do you have your eye on someone?"

"Yea. Sonic's step-brother Silver. He's the secretive poetic type."

"Oh."

"Yea, wait, do you like Sonic?"

"What? No. I was just curious." I twirled a lock of hair around my finger nervously. Blaze shook off the subject easily.

"Did you ever have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Seriously?"

"Well I believe in a true love's kiss."

"True romantic right there. You'll be waiting a while for that kiss though."

"Probably, but I like to imagine how it'll be. I mean, will it spark? Will it be quick? Where will it be?"

"You're a dreamer aren't you?"

"I guess you can call me that." We reached our homeroom. We walked in and Blaze immediately went to sit next to a white hedgehog with bronze hedgehog who was writing in a book. He looked up and smiled gently at her when she sat down. I looked around for an empty seat. The only one was next to Sonic who looked bored. How did he get here so fast? I sat down next to him and he looked at me, amusement in his eyes. "So where were you born," he asked. I giggled.

"Far away from here." He smiled and held out his hand.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't get to formally introduce myself. I'm Sonic, and you are?"

"Amy," I said, shaking his warm, soft hand.

"That's a pretty name."

"Thanks. It's short for Amelia."

"Still pretty, just like you." I blushed.

"So, I heard you do sports?"

"Anything to get my extra-curricular credit."

"I also heard you're good at it."

"Blaze needs to let people tell their own life story."

"Maybe she wasn't thinking."

"Maybe. You seem shy."

"I guess I can be sometimes."

"Sometimes? Well I hope that lights up."

"Give me a few weeks and maybe it will." I looked down at our hands to see they were still holding on to each other. I pulled my hand away, blushing nervously. He smiled. His eyes were so green, but so light. And his blue fur was so light, but so dark all the same. I wondered what this weird feeling in my stomach was. I had never felt it before. I think they called it butterflies. I was having butterflies in my stomach. Over this boy? Why him? Something about him just stuck out to me, but what? "You okay," he asked and I noticed I was shaking. I snapped out of it.

"Um yea, just being weird," I said, nervously. He cocked his head.

"Weird?"

"Yea, I'm different."

"Different?"

"Yea, from these other girls I mean." He smiled.

"Then that's exactly what we need around here." The bell rang and the students started piling out the classroom. Sonic got up. "Guess I'll see you around Amy," he said. I got up as well.

"Yea, see you," I said. He flashed me another smile before making his way to the door.

Um, yea, kinda cute stuff. There's going to be a little SilverxBlaze stuff in here, but that's only 'cause i didn't want to bore you guys with the same side couple. So anyway, they both have secrets that will later on in the story come to light. Um this story has a strange title. I'll tell you what the first one means or at least a clue. They're hidden in darkness because they both feel as if they're not where they're supposed to be in life and they feel as if they're hiding who they really are. You'll see how it interacts with the secrets. Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW! Tell me if i should continue or not. Please say yes because i like this story.