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A Werehog Story…

(Sonic POV)

She should be mine. If she knew who I was she'd be mine. But if she knew what I was…well, that's a different story. I want her, but in a different way. A way I never thought that I could want someone after my…change. Who knew I could want someone like this…and this bad at that. I'm not just wanting; I'm yearning.

I mean, just look at her over there searching for some book. Pink quills, Jade eyes, a dress that she wears often but she looks nice in it, and a smile bright enough to light up the entire research library that were in. I wish I could hug her, hold her, kiss her…but for now I can just watch from the shadows.

She should be mine…but then again…no, she shouldn't.

(Normal POV)

"Where in the world is that book?" she mumbled to herself.

Amy bit her lip as she tried to stay calm. She was standing in front of the same book shelf that she was standing in front of fifteen minutes ago. She was searching for a book that was vital for her recently given research project. Although she had a whole week to get it done, she wanted to finish it early so it'd be one less thing to worry about.

"This is ridiculous." She exhaled, irritated.

Amy began to pace back and forth in front of the book shelf. While walking she scanned all the books she saw on the shelves. Again, she didn't see it which frustrated her more. Finally she stopped moving and took a deep breath; if she didn't calm down she was going to lose it.

It's just a book, it's just a book.- she thought to herself repeatedly.

She used that book a few times before and couldn't understand why it was suddenly missing. She looked around the deserted research library; she was the only one here, as usual. Everyone else was either in the regular school library or gone to make sure they'd be looking nice for the dance later on.

The thought of the dance was a distraction to her at first. She thought about how she didn't want to go and how Rouge was going to try to get her to go. She sighed at the thought of staying home bored while her best friend was out having fun. She would join her but dancing was her forte.

Stupid dance…stupid book…stupid assignment!

No one ever came up to the research library except for her so the chances of it being already occupied were slim. So where was the book? Amy was about to call it quits and start on it another day when something told her to check the bottom shelves. It was almost like a whisper in a breeze or something. She already checked the bottom shelves but not as many times as she did the others. Amy, thinking it was her mind or conscience, obeyed.

This is the last shelf I'm looking at, next I'm leaving.

She got on all fours and began to read the titles on the bottom shelves. She didn't realize the picture she made for anyone that might be watching. Her bottom in the air and her dress not fully covering it. But even if she knew what would it matter? Nobody else was here…or so she thought.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, she spotted the familiar, dusty, red binding. She let out a sigh of relief and pulled the tightly wedged book.

"Did somebody super glue you in there?" Amy mumbled as she tugged harder.

No matter how hard she pulled the book refused to come out. The frustration from earlier started to come back and Amy let out a growl. She yanked again, harder than before, and it came out. Unfortunately she pulled so hard she fell backwards into the nearly empty bookcase behind her. The slight pain made her gasp and she could see the large shelves wobble and tilt towards her. She shut her eyes and shielded her face.

Before the thought of escaping even came to Amy's mind she heard quick footsteps and the sound of shelves being stopped and studied. Amy looked up surprised and slightly nervous. There stood a handsome blue hedgehog beside her with one hand outstretched towards her.

(Amy's POV)

"Are you alright? I'm sorry if I startled you."

I laid there, staring at him like an idiot, for a few seconds. So many questions were racing through my mind. Who was he? Where did he come from? How long had he been here? How'd he stop the shelves so fast? And why did he look a little familiar…

"Amy?"

I snapped back into reality then, ignoring the fact that he just called me by my name. With my heart pounding I scrambled to my feet, not bothering to take his hand. I didn't realize how shaken I was until I almost tottered back off my feet. Luckily he reached out and steadied me. His touch was electrifying but in a good way. It only lasted seconds but it was enough to make my heart almost leap out of my chest.

"Are you okay?" he asked again.

His emerald green eyes were full of concern and he his mouth was pulled down at the corners. He had spiky hair and was physically fit, not super muscular, but just right. He was absolutely handsome.

Is he my guardian angel?

I inhaled and exhaled deeply. Oxygen was finally returning to my body, but my ability to speak might take a little more time. It was as if he stole it as silently as swiftly as he came.

"Thank You." I said at last, patting my heart to calm myself "Those shelves could've killed me."

He smiled a little "We don't want that to happen."

We? He doesn't want me to die either? Okay, calm down Amy. Lots of people don't want you to die. Calm down, before you have a heart attack!

"This old buildings practically falling apart, you need to be more careful." He continued.

"I usually am cautious, it was just this book being stuck in there and I was a little frustrated from before…" Why am I babbling like this? "Uh, I didn't even know you were here. Lucky me, I guess. You always keep an eye out for klutzy bookworms?"

"Not really, but if there is a need I'm there." He smiled a little more.

He has a nice smile…sincere and somewhat cocky…familiar…

"But there's nothing wrong with loving books and I think you're far from a klutz."

I grinned at him. I don't know why. "That's because you don't know me."

For a quick second a look appeared on his face that said 'Don't I', but it went away just as quickly as it came. He just looked at me, not saying anything nor did he look like he was going to say anything. The silence only lasted a few seconds but it was killing me anyway.

"So, you like to read huh?" I hate when I ask stupid questions…

He chuckled a little "Not too much, but I like it up here." He paused "I've seen you up here before so perhaps well meet again."

Go so soon?

I wanted to ask him where he was going and what his name was but he didn't give me the chance. He grinned as he nodded and then turned around and he was gone. One moment he was there the next he wasn't.

Who was that guy?

I made my way over to the table where my stuff was scattered. There was no way I was going to get any work done after that incident. I gathered my belongings and the book and put it in my book bag. I stood still for a moment remembering what happened. Why did he seem so familiar? Almost as if I've seen him somewhere a long time ago…

"Ring Ring! Your phone is ringing! Pick it up! Pick it up!" I felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. I was meaning to change that ring tone…

"Hello?" I answered not bothering to see who it was.

"Amy?" It was Rouge. "Where are you? Are you still coming to Dally's?"

Then I remembered I was supposed to meet Rouge at Dally's Diner at five. I looked at my watch; it was five thirty.

"Sorry Rouge, I'm still coming. I had a hard time finding my book for the assignment and-"

"You're still at that library?" she cut me off. "Amy, I swear, if you don't get your behind to this diner…"

"Okay, I'm on my way." I hung up.

I shook myself out of the daze I was in and headed out. I talk to many guys so why was this time such a big deal? Maybe Rouge will know…

So here's the first part. Did you like it so far? Let me know…-cough-reviews-cough. Thanks again for reading. Oh and another thing, yeah, I'd like to update this soon but I can't promise you that I will. It might take some time…might not. Just giving you a heads up.

-NightRider94