Reach

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"Hun, hurry over here!" Rouge waved me over with an enthusiastic expression plastered on her face.

"What's up?" I said with raised eyebrow. I pulled out a chair and sat my stuff on the floor.

"What do you mean, what's up?" Mina giggled giving me a knowing look. I knew exactly what they were talking about. "You've finally set your eyes on him, eh?" She added with elbow nudge.

"No, we were just talking that's all." I retorted a bit to quick. I began to fiddle with my hair, avoiding eye contact. Sally, who was picking at her salad looked up with almost an sorry look.

"Amy, I know he is hot, but don't mess with him." I focused my attention on her and raised an eyebrow.

"I am not messing with him." I said with a slight edge to my tone. " We were just talking. No need to get all agog about it."

"Agog? Nice choice of words." Shade said snickering. I looked down and sighed.

" What eves guys, I am going to go get a poptart. I'll be back." I pushed my chair back and got up. Not forgetting to add in a eye roll at the annoying speculations. As one leg went in front of the other, I strutted my way between all the table. I could feel numerous eyes on me. I flicked my bangs out my face with a quick head roll and smiled.

( 3rd person)

As Amy strutted her way to the vending machine a pair of eyes were very engaged with her. Unlike everyone else who was staring at her curves, he actually held her in his arm and caressed her beautiful body. Unlike the guys who was able to make eye contact with her, he look deeper into them. The fact that she turned into this person made him scowl in disgust. It was time to let his presence known, so he stood up from his chair silently and with ease, tried to catch up with her. Amy was already near the vending machine punching in the numbers to the item she picked. His pace quickened gaining all the looks of the students he passed by. As soon as he was a few feet away from her he opened his mouth.

"Amy, long time no see."

There was no noise in the cafeteria once he spoke those words. His eyes glanced down to her hands were he could see one finger, her index, pointing out hovering over the last digit she needed. He remembered how those delicate fingers use to be in twined with his, as if they belonged there.

Amy breathed into her cheeks puffing them up. She knew this voice, she loved that voice once upon a time. But that voice also brought fear into her being. Her ears perked up to the sound of a low chuckle erupting inside of his throat. Her eyes narrowed and with a slight turn she was face to face with him. Amy was slightly startled by the impact of his cold, icy, blue eyes. She wanted to cower away but her face told otherwise. She had to remain confident in herself, or else she might be called weak by her peers. She doubted that he would even attempt to harm her if they were at school. Suddenly a pit formed in her stomach as all thought of her being safe fell into it. What about after school? Her eyes trickled down to the tiled floor. Fear starting to show on her race.

He opened his mouth again and she could smell his minty breath suffocating her from where she was standing.

"Still blowing up your cheeks, I see." His smirk grew in a full sized one.

" I don't have time for this," She stated. She wasn't going to take it. His stare hardened and a scowl took place of the once known smirk. She ignored the look and spun around and grabbed her poptart out the vending machine and spun around once again to shove him in the shoulder. Before walking off.

But she did not make it far. Once Amy was just a little bit away from him she was stopped by a hand grabbing her on the wrist. He still stood in the same spot but looking up at the ceiling, an annoyed look creeping up on his face. "Chica…" he slowly spoke as he stretched the a giving off the impression to be careful of her next move. Amy shivered and tried to snatch her hand away but to avail.

"Let me go." She turned around and placed a hand on his and tried to push it off while tugging her other arm. However, his grip just tightened and a low growl was made audible. People stared back at each other whispering. Some jocks started to get ready to take on this "new kid" but no one actually moved.

A pair of emerald eyes was also staring at this scene before him. He knew this guy, one of the reasons why Amy and Sonic hated each other so much. He expected that when he came back though that she would accept him with opened arms. This attitude she was giving confused the hell out of him, which made him want to ask questions. But, asking questions showed concern and he did not want to show that he cared.

"Amelia!" His hispanic roots rolled out with each syllable of her name. It sounded as if he was meant to speak the name. And before Amy loved it, but now she just wanted him to never say anything that even rhymed with her name.

"Let me the fuck go!" Her eyes lit on fire as she yelled at him in pure fury. He quickly swung Amy towards him and cupped her face in his hands. Amy struggled against this too. She could not stand being this close to him. He was way to intoxicating for her and she hated it.

"But, I miss holding you like this." His eyes showed mischief in them as he stared into her jaded eyes. " Don't you," He bent his neck slightly to the right making it like he really doesn't know the answer.

"Scourge, let me go…" Amy asked a bit more politely this time. She felt like she was on the verge of tears. Memories was flashing in and out of her head as he held her close to him. Suddenly Amy was released from Scourges grip and Amy immediately began coughing.

"Alright, that's enough." A figure stepped in between of them with his hand out as if splitting them apart. He looked to the side to see Amy having a coughing fit, her eyes was squeezed tight and new that she was trying to hold her ground. He frowned and looked slowly at Scourge with a menacing look which was equally returned. "So this is the guy, eh?" Sonic asked with a pissed expression. Scourge crossed his and leaned back on a nearby table

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What guy is he?

Lonely eyes trapped in darkness. Is there anyone to hold my hand. I wanna reset, I wanna reset, I wanna reset.