As I exited the building, I sighed. All that was happening to me at this very moment was a lot to take in on such a short notice. My emotions weren't really of disappointment, though. I was actually thrilled. My long waiting and complaining about having a boring life must have drove God up the wall. He must being giving me this wonderful opportunity to shut me up, but I'm fine with that. I promise never to complain about my life being too boring ever again, if this just turns out the way I would like for it to. This is truly a miracle. I went from nurse to accompanying a secret agent, all in one day. That has got to be a new record.
After taking in a couple of deep breaths, I look at Sonic. He is about a couple of feet away from me, and isn't really doing much. He's just standing there, looking off into the unknown abyss of the city. Not wanting this mission to go on in total silence, I think of something to say.
"So…Nice weather we're having, right?"
Okay, lame, I know. But what else was I supposed to say? Hey, I really love the way you're treating me like a piece of leftover trash. Would you like to be friends now?
Not in a lifetime.
He looks at me, trying to study my face expression. My smile must have looked fake, because I could tell that he wasn't buying it.
"Yeah. Finger numbing cold does wonders on a place" and with that he started to walk off
I rolled my eyes at his sarcastic response. Okay, so if you don't succeed the first time, try again.
"So…?" I inch my way over to him
"…so, what?" he asked, still looking ahead
There was silence, and I fumbled for the right thing to say. I didn't really depict on what I was supposed to say after finally grabbing his attention, mostly because I didn't think I WOULD be able to grab his attention.
"Well?"
"So, um, well… are you single?"
Are you single? ARE YOU SINGLE?! HOLY CRAP, did those words come out of my mouth? I was looking to make conversation with the guy not try to scare him off! Oh my gosh, I was never good at this kind of stuff. Even my friends back at home tell me to keep my mouth shut when they meet new people, because I would say or ask the stupidest things.
Note to self: Find duck tape, pronto.
I try to keep my face relaxed; hoping that maybe he wouldn't figure out that it was a total mistake in asking him that question. Just look cool, not too freaked. Deep breaths, Amy. Calm, collected and—
"…If we want to catch the train, we need hurry…" he sighed, before picking up his pace to soon end up being more than a yard away from me
--Screwed. Nice going Amy you frightened him. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Do something! Catch this fish before he gets away!
"Sonic, wait. I-I didn't mean to--!"
"Amy"
"…Yeah?"
"…Let's save the conversation for when we get to the train station"
"Oh…okay…"
I sighed. I was never good at fishing anyway…
An hour of pure silence trudged by before we were able to see the train station in the distance. Thank you, God. This was agony. How was I supposed to get along with this guy? I knew that I didn't hate him, but every time I wanted to talk to him it felt like I was pulling a dozen cars. It was so hard to get a word across to him, because of the sinking fear of messing it up. I already split my chances in half with the unnecessary question I blurted out earlier, but the other half was still remaining. I had a couple of chances to pick up the pieces before putting them back together again. If Rouge was able to experience that nice, caring, humorous Sonic then surely I could…
Sonic had motioned to me to sit down in the waiting area so he could buy the tickets, and I obeyed without hesitation. Maybe if I listened to him more, he would realize that I was trying to call truths. Yeah, that was a start. So, I waited there patiently, trying to figure more ways to make it up to him. I was so deep in thought that I hadn't realized that Sonic had already returned, and was now picking up his backpack.
"The train comes in about 20 minutes so we have enough time to grab something to eat if you're hungry…"
I responded with a nod and jump up "Sure, I'm famished" I gave him a smile and he gave me a stare, but I try not to flinch. If I panic for one second, he'll think that maybe this was all an act (not that he doesn't already).
We stay in this position for a while, which to me seems more like 20 minutes, before he gives up letting out a heavy sigh. He took out his wallet and walked towards the nearest store, and I finally breath. I hadn't even noticed that I was holding my breath, but it must have been about almost a minute, because I started to witness a state of vertigo. I regained myself quickly, though. Not wanting to keep Sonic waiting, but there was always this question that seemed to tug at my nerves every now and then…
Why was I trying so hard to make it up to Sonic?
Wasn't HE the one that was so rude to me when we first met? And yet, I'm the one trying to become friends. If this was anyone else, I would make them bow down to me before becoming friends with them. Why was he all of a sudden so different, in a way that I couldn't describe? Was it the fact that he was a secret agent? Boy, I hope not. I don't want to become that shallow. But there is one thing that makes me the most annoyed about this. All the anger I had towards him not too long ago seemed to have melted away. Why? Heck would I know.
Is it maybe the fact that you long to see his smile? Do you wish to experience the sensation you get at a smile from him?
I jump for a second at the voice. Was someone talking to me? I must have looked like a retard twirling around for several minutes to find the source of the voice, no one was there. Well, of course people were there, but no one seemed to be talking to me. It sounded so distant yet so very close. It was like I could touch it, yet get nowhere near it all at the same time. So wise, yet still childish. What the heck? Even in my head that made no sense.
"W-what are you talking about?" I found myself asking the question out loud, like I was talking to someone that only I could see.
Come in touch with… your true feelings… Amy. It's the only way… that you will be able to survive this…
Survive? Survive what? No one said anything about the worry of surviving… THIS. What was THIS, anyway? Had I suddenly checked into a riddle book?
I don't have much…time. Just go…after…your…true…feelings…
The voice left and it felt like it had left with a part of me. It felt as if I had just awaken from a troublesome sleep. My heart was pounding and my head was aching. I groaned at the sudden pain.
"Amy?"
And just like that, I was snapped back into reality.
"Are you in wonderland or something…?"
My head snapped up and I could see Sonic staring at me. He was holding a sandwich in his hands and was a couple inches away from me, considering that the table we were sitting at was small…
Wait. I could have promised that when the voice came that I was still in the waiting area. I stare blankly at Sonic, trying to figure out what had happed.
"H-How did I get over here?"
He cocked his eyebrow and gave me a puzzled look "What are you talking about? You walked over here, right? By the time I had ordered my food you had already found a seat, eating a salad…"
I looked down to find that indeed there was a salad in the plate in front of me.
Okay, I've lost it. Must have been lack of sleep or something, but I was totally losing it. It was probably the fact that I was just minutes away to becoming tens-to- thousands of miles away from my home.
"…Sonic, when does the train get here?" I asked quickly, hoping to change the subject. I knew that if I told Sonic about the voice, he would think of me as psychotic. We were already at a bad start; I didn't want it to be worse by him thinking that I was crazy, so I decide to keep it to me self for now.
He looks at his watch "In a little bit, but it's probably best if we start heading over there now"
I nod and get up to throw away the leftovers of "my salad", believing that after a well earned nap on the train I'd become sane in the mind again…
Nicely done Mr. P.
When he said that he was going to make arrangements for us to ride a train, I was already setting my death bed. Not only were they slow, but some people just insist not to take baths, but this train wasn't so bad. Sure, it was slow, but at least everyone decided to take a shower before entering. I look out the window and sighed. The colors of the trees, the sky, and grass were melding into each other and I was trying so hard to restrain myself from just jumping out there. What I wouldn't give to be out there, running in the wind, feeling the adrenaline going through my veins. If anyone were to ask me what kept me going through life, my first answer would be running. It was my life-support. Always had been, always will be.
My eyes slowly drift over to the sleeping hedgehog leaning against the window frame.
"She sure did pass out quickly" I bite my bottom lip, trying to kill the smile that was trying to creep up onto my face.
I sighed, before flipping through the supplies in the backpack that Tails assigned me. Yeah, all the stuff that I was going to need was in there. A rope, flashlight, a gun, a book, money---wait. I grabbed the book out of the backpack, and look at it before smiling.
Figures.
I myself hate reading, but Tails on the other hand loved it. About everyday he would find a way to get a book and me into the same room together. He is always so determined to get me to read more than 3 pages, because that's usually the amount of pages I read before calling the book "dull".
"Come on Sonic, books are like portable adventures! You love adventures, right?"
"Of course I do Tails, but I'd rather feel the excitement than read about it! Books are for people who never had and never will experience a real adventure"
"Hey! I resent that remark!"
I cover my mouth to keep myself from laughing out loud at the past arguments we had about the reading of books. Why was Tails so determined to get me into reading? Seriously, what was so great about it…?
I twist the book around in my hand, examining every inch of it. I must have looked like I had never seen a book before, but it surely did feel that way. The last time I touched a book was who knows how long ago…?
For a few seconds I just look at it. I was actually considering opening it. I mean, who knows how long this train ride will be and I have to do something to keep me occupied, or else I would probably go insane. My finger hesitantly touches the cover, before opening it. Okay, step one complete. I flip to the introduction of the story and read the first two words out loud.
"Long ago…"
I am immediately became disgusted by the words. Ugh, if the first two words sounded this boring, how was the rest of the book going to be? I sigh. Do it for Tails, Sonic. Do it for Tails…
For him, I decided to force myself to continue reading.
Well, it seems to be talking about this 'great' adventure that this 'great' explorer had. I snort at this. Please, I bet that whatever this 'great' explorer has been through, I can top that by a billion.
I continue to read, but I could help but realize that there was this faint sound next to me. I look up and sigh. It was so hard to concentrate on something so boring, that I'd give anything to get out of it. I look for the source of the sound, but then mentally slap myself once realizing that it was the sound of Amy's breathing…
…her soft, serene breathing. It was so peaceful. She was so peaceful. There were no annoying arguments among us, no glares, and no awkward silences. Just peace, and that's the way I liked it.
"Now if only she'd stay that way during the whole trip…" I joke, but I couldn't help but feel a little guilty with saying that. Not only that, but I was starting to feel really guilty about the way I had treated her. Of course, I had a lot pride at the moment and knew that I was probably never gonna have the guts to actually say sorry to her about it…
But, I could tell that she was trying to call it truths between us. She went from acting like a brat, to being pretty decent, even though the question about me being single was way more than a little awkward. Besides, why would she even care? It was clear that she was just asking me random question to make conversation, which reminds me that I have to give her some pointers about that.
I sighed, before I placed the book back into the backpack. The talk would have to wait, because my legs were starting to cramp up. I wasn't meant to stay still this long! I had to walk around. Yeah, walking around sounded really good right about now…
Or maybe I was just trying to find a good reason to stop reading.
lol, I think he just wanted to stop reading U^^
ONWARD TO CHAPTER FOUR
