Chapter 2


Sally groaned in annoyance, "How is it that you got to be so lucky to live next to this guy?" Her deep eyes darted towards me.

I shrugged as I continued into my next pose, upward-dog, "I try not to think about to as much as possible," I said calmly.

I watched Sally snap up, "Well, I can't stop thinking about him, just look at him."

I briefly looked over towards the blue haired boy my cheeks flushing instantly as I watched him stretch for his morning run. His back muscles clenching and unclenching as he moved, his olive skin glowing in the suns rays. I groaned in annoyance at how perfectly sculpted this boy was, he was beautiful on the outside and ugly on the inside and that bothered me.

"I rather not look at him." I hissed under my breath.

"Ames! Ames!" Sallys squeaked silently, I instantly turned to look at her wide eyes and ajar mouth.

"What? Are you ok-"

"Good Morning Amelia," his voice slithered around me, squeezing me, my lungs tingling as they lacked enough oxygen to breathe.

I whipped my head around to see his piercing like eyes digging into my skin, "Hey Blue." I said cooly, and I sat up criss-cross style.

His lips pulled up in a small smirk, "You look lovely today."

I rolled my eyes, "I look lovely everyday Blue."

"Agreed." His lips sang sweetly.

Sally cleared her throat, extending her hand, "I'm Sally."

Blue Boy took her hand gently, his eyes never leaving my side as he greeted her.

I looked away in discomfort. This guy makes me feel weird. As if his eyes are digging into my core evaluating every thought, or feeling I'm having. I shivered, he really creeps me out.

He chuckled as if he could hear me,his eyes burned into mine, warming me from within.

I tried looking away, but his eyes swirled around me, drowning me, refusing to release me. His sudden cough propelled me back into reality as I realized what I had been doing, "See you around." His grin was from ear to ear this time, his teeth were an unbelievable shade of white that I thought I could see my own reflection.

Once he left I could feel my chest exhaled in relief, as though I was subconsciously holding my breath. "Well," I heard Sally muse, "he seems very interested in Mrs. Pretty In Pink." She teased.

I scoffed, "And? He is a jerk."

Sally let out a heavy sigh, "Amy when are you gonna learn to just have fun? Every relationship you have doesn't have to have a deep connection you know?"

I turned to look at her ocean orbs, cocking a brow, "Okay Rouge, I know that, but I prefer meaningful relationships."

She shook her head, then fell backwards onto the soft grass, sighing, "You are hopeless."

XXXX

"You have got to be kidding me." I said as I spotted the vibrant hue of blue bouncing in my living room.

"Amy!" Silver shouted in excitement, as he waved me over, "Come meet-"

"Sonic." I spat out coldly.

Blue boy turned around to look at me by that point, his lips sporting an amused smirk. He was dressed in all black, but wore a nicely fitting black dress shirt instead of a regular T-shirt he usually wears to school.

Silver looked at me then down at him, "Oh, so you two have met before?"

"He goes to my school," I clarified, "and apparently takes up stalking me as a side job." I mocked.

"I was invited over Amelia." Blue boy stated politely.

Silver was glaring at me for my rudeness, but he never really got anywhere with it as I continued, "Great." Sarcasm almost spewing out from me at this point.

Silver cleared his throat, "I actually invited him out to dinner and was hoping you would join us, bu-"

I shrugged, "I could eat." Then began to walk towards the door.

I heard a deep chuckle, causing me to spin around. My eyes landing instantly on Blue Boy, "What?" I seethed.

"You are going like that?" Silver questioned for him.

I looked down at my clothes, black leggings, some plain leather sandals and a plain lavender tee, my face scrunched up. "What is wrong with how I'm dressed?"

Silver smiled, "It isn't a casual restaurant."

I cocked a brow, "Ew, I have to get 'dressed up'." I said in disgust.

Blue Boy grinned, "I suppose so."

I should have just ordered pizza at home. This is completely humiliating, my dress was skin tight - probably because it was Rouge's and the only dress I had in my closet - and I swear you could probably see a butt cheek every time I moved.

I hate dresses.

"Amelia?" My eyes peeped upwards as I heard my name being called to be meet with lime orbs.

"What?" I asked disinterested.

He smiled innocently, I noticed how nice his smile was in the dimmed lighting. Each side sported a deep dimple that caused him to have a boyish appeal, but I knew better to trust any innocent looking face. "Silver said you are the captain of the dance team?"

I looked towards Silver who was glaring at me, I knew that look, it's the 'be nice or else look', but I honestly wasn't in the mood to be nice; the dress sucked out any niceness I had in me. I sighed, "Yeah what about it?"

He shrugged, "I didn't catch you as the dancing type." His mouth creeping into a soft smirk as he noticed my instant reaction to his comment.

I cocked a brow, "Excuse Me?"

That ugly smirk he wore all the time was in full view now, "I didn't mean it in an insulting way."

I scoffed, "How else would I take it?"

I could see the amusement in his eyes, he enjoyed riling me up, and getting underneath my skin. His eyes were focused on the food in front of him as he spoke, the smirk never leaving his lips, "You aren't too personable is all."

"So you are calling me a bitch?" I fumed.

Silver hushed me, as people around us glanced at me when the B word left my lips. These people acted like they never seen a girl cuss before, get over it.

Blue boy was clearly amused with my irritation as I watched him contain his smile as best as he could, "That wasn't what I meant."

I scoffed, picking my fork up from its place and began to dig into my food, "Fuck you."

Silver cleared his throat, "Okay! Anyone interested in desert?"

I tried to ignore both my brother and Blue Boy for the rest of the night, by going on my phone and texting Sal.

'Kill me' I began.

My phone buzzed in a matter of seconds, 'Preference?'

I smiled, 'Something quick.'

'Poison?' She asked.

'Ew, too dramatic.' I protested.

'Gunshot!' She responded confidently.

'Are you gonna clean up the mess?' I asked.

'Good point.' She agreed.

As I was going to respond, she sent another message, 'Wait why am I killing you again?'

I sighed, 'I'm on a dinner date with Blue Boy.'

My phone instantly started to buzz with a picture of Sal and I on the front; she was calling me.

I looked to Blue Boy and Silver, who were too into their conversation to acknowledge me. I stood and pushed in my chair quietly as I went towards the restrooms to answer the call.

"What." I spat.

All I heard was screaming for the first five seconds until I could mush it into words, "I can't believe it!" Sally kept screaming in a high pitched tone causing me to hold the phone a few inches away.

"Chill," I yelled back giggling, "I'm with my brother."

"Wait." She spoke in a calm tone, "Oh, it's a 'dinner, dinner'." She groaned in annoyance, "You know you shouldn't put 'date' at the end of things unless it is a date."

"We go on dates?"

"Amelia for the last time, I don't want to be your girlfriend!" She mocked.

I chuckled, "Good, I'm too pretty for you anyway."

"I completely agree." His deep voice slithered around me, wrapping me in it's sweet honey warmth.

I spun around, Sally continuing to babble on about how she is much prettier than I am in protest to my last remark, but I was too submerged into the piercing lime eyes that stared back at me challengingly.

His gaze made me feel hot; again, like all the other times.

Ew.

He makes me feel so uncomfortable, like his eyes are slowly undressing me, then caressing every inch of my skin all the while without moving a finger.

His lips moved up into a sly smirk; I swear this dude can read my thoughts.

"What do you want," I finally mustered up.

His tanned fingers elegantly rose, as I watched them intently in fear of what they would do; my legs felt mushy, and my stomach swished. My chest fell in as he... He motions the bathroom behind me.

Duh.

I whipped my head back in forth in a dulled haze, and then realized I was in his way - the hallway leading to the restrooms was pretty cramped.

I snorted in disgust, as I moved out of the way.

I pressed up against the wall so that he could pass through, his body only inches from mine as he purposely slid past me. His minty breath hitting my face, as his heat radiated onto my exposed skin; kill me.

Okay, to be completely honest I have never been this close to a boy before. Yeah, Scourge will nip at me every now and then, but I have never been so close that I can feel his warmth.

Ew.

I hate how squeamish I feel.

Ew.

Am I blushing?

I looked up away from him, and fixed my gaze onto his black collared shirt to avoid his seducing eyes, as they oozed with arrogance; yup, Im fucking blushing.

Get a hold of yourself Amy! Boys are gross! Sure they look like fun on the outside, but they rip you up and spit you out.

You don't need a man.

I heard him chuckle one last time before I was hit with the cooling air of the restaurant that blew from the AC above me.

I forced my body forward, then forced it again to stay forward. I refuse to look like some desperate groupe in front of this boy; or any boy for that matter.

I began to walk towards my seat dusting off any fangirlish vibes that resided within me.

I need to burn this dress, and possibly my skin; getting to close to him might have contaminated me with something.

XXXX

"I don't understand what's the big deal Ames." Sally spoke through a mouthful of chips.

I scoffed, "It breathed on me."

Sally giggled, "Why don't you like him? You hardly know him?"

Although my face was restricted because of the face masque I was wearing (as a form of detoxification from any virus I had encountered tonight) I could still send her an icy glare, "I know his type. Bad boys, usually lead to bad guys, who like to use innocent girls like me as chess pieces in their little game."

She sprung up, "First off you watch way too many movies," (valid point) she held up a slender finger, "and second, don't generalize all people Amy; he might be different." She shrugged as she stuck another chip in her mouth, "I mean if I generalized you, as a bitchy 'I'm too good for everyone' type of person, then I would have never gotten the chance to meet you."

"And your life would have been boring as hell." I added as I walked into my bathroom.

"And, my point is that generalizing someone is wrong." I hear her chuckle, "I mean you still are bitchy, but you are my bitchy best friend."

I place a hand over my heart, "I love it when you sweet talk to me."

"Amy!" She screeched silently.

I ran out of my bathroom, my face dripping with water as I was in the middle of rubbing my masque off. "What's wr-"

My eyes went wide as I saw a patch of blue in my vision from outside my window - since the houses were so close together my window could see right into Blue Boy's room. He was walking around shirtless, earbuds in his ears obvious to Sally's googly eyes, and my mortified shock.

But there was someone else in the room too, "Oh my god," Sally whispered, "Is that," I cut her off.

"It's not right to peep Sally."

I walked towards the window to close the curtains, but Sally gripped on my wrist.

"Ames, that's Rouge."

"I know." I spat as I took my wrist from her. "They still deserve privacy."

Sally rolled her eyes, "You aren't seeing the point!"

"What's the point?" I asked confused.

She playfully hit the back of my head, "She is dating Knuckles!"

"Aren't they like not a thing, 'thing'?" To be honest I don't keep up with all the gossip within school, there is always something new going on so it's just too much work for a person to actually pay attention to any of it.

Sally glared at me, "Amy they have been dating for a month now."

Oh.

"He know should know the type of girl Rouge is then." I said plainly.

"We should tell him." Sally said determined.

"What!?" I screamed silently. "No! We shouldn't." I protested in desperation.

Sally pulled her phone out from her back pocket and tried to aim it showing both Blue Boy and Rouge within the frame.

I have two choices, let Sally take a picture of Rouge and allow her to get eaten by the wolves at school, or I let her have her privacy, and let whatever happens happen.

Oh fuck me.

I walked towards the window and stood in front of the view so that Sally couldn't take any pictures, at the same time I tried my best to unhook the curtain to close them.

As I was closing them, I saw a tint of lime look to my direction, his eyes burning in a way I'm unfamiliar with. He smiled devilishly in my direction, it was like he wanted me to watch, as if he was doing this as a ploy for me to get upset.

Instinctively I shut the blinds in order to erase the mental picture of Blue Boy hovering on top of one of my very good friends.

Great, now I have to burn my eyes too.