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Chapter 2

I walked into my third period study hall in a bit of a daze. Yes, I was still freaked out by the events of the night before. That had never happened to me before. No one ever talks to you in a cemetery – well at least not when I'm there. Besides, the guy popped out of nowhere and vanished in the same way. If that didn't scare anyone else than I don't know what does. I didn't tell my aunt and uncle about what happened. I didn't want to scare them. Even though the boy didn't hurt me, he was still weird and I don't think they would want me going to the cemetery alone anymore if they thought he could end up being deadly.

"Hey guys," I said, sitting down at a table with my friends. They were huddled around each other, whispering quietly. I raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?" Silver looked around before motioning me to scoot in closer. I was confused but did as I was told. Cream leaned over to speak to me first.

"Okay so there's a new kid in our school – well in our grade to be exact. He's super-hot but a total freak," she explained.

"Why is he a freak? Does he dress weird or something?"

"No. He's just not trying to interact with anyone. Plus he always has this intense look on his face. It's almost as if he's ready to jump up and attack someone if they look at him the wrong way," Silver said.

"He moved here a week ago," Rouge jumped in, "but it's weird because the town he moved from just got through a crazy serial killer phase. Rumor has it that the killings started when he arrived and ended when he left. Pretty suspicious don't you think?"

"I heard the killings weren't normal though. When Tails looked it up on the internet, it said that the bodies were practically torn up. The only reoccurrence that they could link between the bodies was that the jugular was ripped out. Whoever the killer was, they were pretty bestial," Cream said, looking a bit scared. I grabbed her hand and gave it a soft squeeze. Although Cream came off as tough, she was really soft on the inside. I knew this was scaring her more than she was giving off. Besides, all this information was creeping me out too and I bet there's a whole lot more baggage where that came from.

"Maybe the dude has a rapid dog or something," Brittany said with a shrug. "Dogs do like to escape at night and sometimes kill people if they're those crazy ones."

"Must be one big dog," Silver murmured.

"Or he could have done it. He does have a dark aura," Cream said. Silver rolled his eyes at her.

"Everyone in this school has a mean streak but actually killing someone is a bit much." Rouge and Cream shrugged before looking to me. I guess they wanted to hear what my opinion was about the topic but I honestly was still trying to put it together. I mean, there was no way that the school would let a suspected murderer on the premises. That was normal school precaution. Unless he got through another way… I shivered at the thought of us all dying in this stupid school because they weren't careful about whom they admitted. I don't know about anyone else but I would rather not die in a place I hated – especially not this place.

We all turned our heads when we heard the door to the library open. Entering the room was a boy – one who didn't strike me as familiar at first. He was tall – very tall – with long legs, a muscular torso that his fitted shirt emphasized, leanly muscled arms, and really tanned skin, almond shaped eyes that held vibrant light green eyes, bright cobalt blue curly hair, and a serious expression. It didn't take me long to realize he was the creeper in the cemetery last night. Only the eyes and the hair tipped me off because that was the only thing I could see. Still, that was enough. His eyes scoured the room briefly, landing on me for a second. I quickly looked down when they did. I knew without a doubt that this was the new kid my friends had been telling me about. They were right though. He was attractive but yet something about him held the warning of danger. When I looked up again, he was talking to the teacher. She smiled as she took a look at his schedule and began to explain something. Once she was done, she then waved her hands about – probably telling him that he could sit anywhere he wanted. He shot her a half smile before taking his schedule back and turning. Immediately his eyes went back to me, causing me to shiver. His jaw tightened as he took a step forward in my direction. I held my breath as I looked down again, listening to the sound of his footsteps. Thankfully, they made their way past our table and to the table behind us.

"He's staring at you," Rouge said with a raised eyebrow. Great. I shook my head, trying to hide my face with my hair. "Why don't you go talk to him?"

"What? Rouge, are you insane? After all you guys just told me, you really want me to go over there and talk to him," I asked. Rouge nodded.

"Yes. Not because I want you to die or anything but because you're nice and even serial killers need friends." I groaned.

"Why can't you go talk to him?"

"Because he's not staring at me. Now go on." I looked to Cream and Silver who were also staring at me.

"Are you guys supporting this?"

"Yes," they said in unison. I rolled my eyes as I started to get up.

"If I die, just know that I hate all of you," I said before walking away. I almost stopped in my tracks when I realized that he was staring directly at me. His vibrant eyes were studying me intensely, as if he were going to take a test on my appearance in his next class period. Reluctantly, I put a smile on my face and sat down across from him. "So, this what guys like you do? You scare girls in the cemetery and then stare at them as you wait patiently for them to talk to you," I said. The boy raised an eyebrow.

"Hello to you too," he said, his voice deep but smooth with a slight accent laced into it.

"Why were you in the cemetery so late last night anyway?"

"I could ask you the same question." I glared at him. "Is this what people in this town do? They just interrogate you and then call that their way of making friends?"

"Oh I'm not trying to be your friend."

"Mmm, then why did you come over here?"

"Because my friend dared me to."

"Dared you or told you to?"

"Excuse me?" He tilted his head, glancing at my friends.

"Look, I know you girls think that you have to make everyone happy but we both know that if she dared you then you probably would have told her no. Besides, I heard them tell you to come talk to me. I'm not deaf." I rolled my eyes.

"Well, you know what; we talked so therefore I can leave now." I made a move to get up but he spoke before I could.

"Hey, hey, I didn't mean to make you run away. I was just trying to make a point." I shook my head but crossed my legs as I made myself more comfortable in the chair. He smirked. "So, about the whole cemetery thing: I didn't mean to scare you. It's just not every day that you see a hot girl alone in a cemetery. I just wanted to talk to you."

"Oh. Okay." He looked down at the table as his smirk started to fall.

"I know you've heard the rumors by now about me." I nodded as he glanced at me. "Look, I just want you to know that you can think what you want – just as everyone else will – but I'm telling you that I didn't kill anyone. I don't kill or harm. I'm just a bad luck charm."

"A bad luck charm," I asked with a raised eyebrow. He nodded. "As in bad things just follow you around."

"Yea." He looked up at me, his strange eyes sending another shiver down my spine. "So, now that that's all cleared up, you gonna tell me your name?"

"Amelia. Amelia Bethany Rose. What's yours?"

"Pretty name," he murmured. "My name's Sonic."

"Just Sonic?"

"Yea. Just Sonic. Can't say I'm particularly fond of my middle and family name."

"Why's that?" He shrugged.

"I just don't." His voice had dropped down to a deeper, colder tone as he said this but he quickly brightened up. "So, Amelia, would you mind showing me around the school? It's a big place and I'm afraid I'll get lost."

"You can call me Amy, you know. And before you think I'm agreeing because of whatever reason you make up in your head, just know that I'm only agreeing because I'm a nice person. But I'll only be your tour guide for the day."

"Alright, I can handle that." He tapped my hand with his pen. "Has anyone ever told you that you have pretty hands? Nice long fingers and creamy skin that mix well with those acrylics." I giggled as I grabbed his pen out of his hand.

"Was that your attempt at a pick up line?" A small grin came upon his full lips.

"Maybe. If it was then how far did it get me?" I laughed as I shook my head.

"Hate to break it to you but I have a boyfriend." Sonic raised an eyebrow, lightly snatching the pen back.

"I'm sorry for being so forward then." I nodded.

"It's alright." I glanced back at my friends to see them staring at me with raised eyebrows. I slowly started to blush out of embarrassment. They were really watching me make friends with this kid. Well then again, they were the ones who sent me over here anyway. Although I couldn't believe I was associating with him since he was still kinda creepy, I was starting to find him to be a bit nice. I mean, it was obvious that he had baggage following him around but who doesn't have a backstory. Besides, he just told me that he didn't hurt those people. I guess I had to give him the benefit of the doubt and believe him.

"So, what do you have next," Sonic asked as we were leaving the library to go to our next classes. I held out my hand to him.

"Give me your schedule." He dug the paper out of his pocket and put it into my hands. I looked down at it and my stomach lurched a bit. We had every single class together. Half of my classes were full in the first place. How did he get in?

"Everything alright," he asked. I nodded, glancing up at him. Yea, he was more than a foot taller than me so it was pretty weird standing next to him.

"Yea. We just have every class together."

"Hm, guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other," he said.

"Yea. I guess so." I looked up at him to see that he had a small smirk on his face, his vibrant eyes scanning the hallway casually. I sighed mentally. Sure, I did have fun with him the one period but I didn't fully know him yet and something about him still scared me. A part of me just wanted to jet away from him and never talk to him again. But the nicer part of me knew that I should be more understanding and not follow all the rumors. I mean, they were rumors. That didn't mean they were true, right? I sure hope so.

X

"Hey babe," Alex said as he walked into my room later that day. I was typing up something on my computer when he came in. I quickly closed the tab and got up to give my sweaty boyfriend a hug.

"Ew. Did you ever hear of a shower after practice?" He smiled, showing all of his white teeth.

"Well, I was thinking I could shower with you," he purred as he pulled me closer. I blushed softly before lightly wiggling out of his embrace. Alex really needed to stop making moves on me. He should know that he wasn't getting anywhere. Plus I was starting to get a bit freaked out by his forwardness.

"So how was soccer practice," I asked as I sat down on my bed.

"Pretty good. I think we're going to the state championships this year – maybe even nationals. The team is really good this year." I nudged his arm as he sat down next me.

"Yea and since they have you I'm sure they'll be unstoppable." He chuckled.

"So how was your day, babe?" I shrugged.

"It was okay." Alex raised an eyebrow at me.

"Okay because of the new kid?" I sighed, looking away. Yea, Sonic wouldn't leave me alone all day. Well except lunch. He disappeared then but he was right back to bugging me the very next period. It doesn't stop during class either since he sits in front of me due to his last name. Even though I was beginning to enjoy his company, I couldn't shake off the weird feeling I got from him. Cream had been right about his dark aura and it rubbed me off the wrong way a little bit.

"I guess. I mean, he is really nice. He's just…different."

"Do you like me?"

"What? No…no. Alex, I've only known him one day. We're barely even friends."

"He seems like he likes you though. What with the way he's always staring at you as if you're a piece of meat."

"Alex, it's not a big deal. He knows that I'm dating you and I have trust that he will respect that. Even if he doesn't then I will make sure to keep our relationship on a distinctly friends term."

"I don't know if I even want you being friends with him, Ames."

"Why not?"

"He's weird. Besides, I know you've heard the rumors. He could be a bad guy."

"Key word: could. He's not a murderer."

"What did he tell you that?"

"Yes. Yes he did." Alex shook his head.

"That's what they tell you so that you don't suspect them. Amy, I'm just trying to make sure you don't end up like those other people did. I know that you always try to see the good in people but what if he's not as nice as he's making himself seem?"

"But what if he's not the person everyone is saying that he is? There is no proof that he killed any of those people. There's only allegations and I don't think that's fair to him. How would you feel if you were him?"

"Well I wouldn't be in that situation because I wouldn't give anyone leeway to put me into something that I didn't do. Why are you defending him so much anyway? You just said that you only knew him one day and that you guys were barely friends."

"Even the most sinister of criminals need someone on their side." Alex rolled his eyes at me.

"Alright. Alright. You think what you want but just know that I'll be here if you get yourself in trouble."

"Aw, Alex," I said, scooting closer to give him a kiss. His arms circled around me, pulling me against him. "Ew you taste like sweat," I teased him as I pulled away.

"You know you like it," he murmured before kissing me again. We kissed for a couple more minutes before I pulled away. "What's wrong, Ames," Alex asked.

"It's okay that I wanna be friends with him, right? I mean, I can be friends with him, right?" Alex let out a deep breath.

"Amy, I know you're gonna do what you want anyway but I honestly don't want you around that guy. I'm gonna tell you this one more time: He's bad news. I suggest you get rid of him."

"But what if I don't want to get rid of him?"

"Then I will."

Okay so first off, I'm so happy you all wanted me to continue. I literally have most of this story outlined already and I can't wait to really get it going. Also, I will most likely be updating a lot (as you can see if you are reading GNL) but that's not because I'm trying to rush or anything, I'm just bored and trying to avoid my AP work haha plus I have a lot of ideas. Thank you all for supporting this story in its roots and I hope you all will enjoy it as it goes along!

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