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Chapter 9: He Did This For Me

I, honestly, didn't think Sonic and I being nice to each other would last all that long. When I got home, I had thrown myself on my bed and mentally prepared for him to be an ass the next day like he usually was. But to my surprise, he wasn't mean to me at all. The next morning when I was walking to second period with Cream, I passed him in the hallway. I knew what was coming as he approached me, his light green eyes gleaming with light. I clutched my books tighter to my chest so that he wouldn't know them out. He raised his hand as he got closer, causing my grip to tighten. But, instead of knocking my books out of my hand, he waved at me and offered a soft smirk. I stared, dumbfounded at him as we passed each other. What was that? I looked to Cream in confusion to see that she also looked a bit confused as well.

"Don't look at me," she told me with a soft shrug. I struggled to shrug off the friendly gesture as well but somehow I couldn't. My mind kept flashing the image of his soft smirk whenever I blinked, causing a small array of butterflies to fly up in my stomach. The image also caused me to become a bit anxious. I wondered what exactly I did to make him actually initiate a friendly interaction with me. I didn't think I'd told him anything super spectacular the day before. But then again, he did say that he'd never expressed his brief information about his mother's death with anyone. But what did I do to make him tell me that? He wasn't inclined to tell me anything after I told him about my amnesia. I just wanted him to know my story. I needed to get out the subtle sadness that was still tugging at my heart. I didn't mean to shed down his cold exterior.

When I once again passed him in the hallway as Cream, Blaze, and I were walking down to my locker, I raised my hand to return the wave that I was too shocked to give before. Sonic turned his green eyes to me as I did so and I saw his subtle smirk return. He raised his hand again in what I thought was going to be a wave. Instead, he knocked my books right out of my hands. Then he had the nerve to stick his tongue out at me.

My cheeks burned beet red as I stared after him in shock. His eyes stayed on me, his smirk growing into a boyish grin. His dimple appeared in his cheek again. I wanted to take into account how cute it was but my emotions were too wound up with trying to figure out if I was shocked or angry. I mean, he had just been nice to me and now he was being…playful, I guess the word could be. In math class, he'd probably be the mean jackass that he usually was. Maybe the wave this morning was just some of his leftover feel good feelings after our small talk the afternoon before. Him booking me was a sign that his niceness wasn't going to last – as expected.

"What the hell was that," Blaze asked as she and Cream bent down to help me get my books together.

"He waved to me this morning so I thought we were going to be wave buddies," I told her. "I guess not." Blaze frowned at me but didn't say a word. I know that she wanted to comment about our interaction but had no real reason to. We were only waving, after all. It wasn't like he was flirting with me or anything. Or at least I don't think he was.

In the cafeteria, while Blaze was bubbling on about Silver, my nose caught Sonic's distinct scent. I turned my head to see that he, Tails and some of the other boys from their table were approaching us. I blushed deeply as Sonic sat right down beside me. I stared at him with wide eyes while Blaze looked around in confusion as some of the other boys sat down beside her. Tails sat down next to Cream causing her to smile shyly at him. "What are you doing," I whispered to Sonic. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Whatever I want. It's a free country," he replied. Yup, Sonic the asshole was back. He took one of the grapes out of my fruit container and popped one into his mouth. "Hi to you too, kitten," he said as he chewed.

"Hi wolf," I said unsurely. I looked to Blaze to see that she was raising a suspicious eyebrow at me. The red haired boy next to her was trying to make conversation with her but she was too busy giving me evil eyes to pay him any mind. I shrugged helplessly at her. I didn't know what was going on. He was the one who sat down next to me. I didn't invite him over here.

That bitch, I heard Sally's voice say in my head. I silently swore as I remembered Sonic's non-girlfriend. I could feel her sapphire eyes sending daggers at the back of my head. Reluctantly, I turned my head to see that her whole table was shooting me looks that could kill. Sally's glare was the worst of them though, her bouncy curls turning into devil horns atop of her head. Sonic looked over his shoulder as well. I glanced at him to see his mouth turn into a tight frown. His lime eyes burned with an emotion that I couldn't put a name on but I could tell that it wasn't good. I nudged his arm with my elbow causing him to look back down at me. I offered him a small, nervous smile as if to tell him not to worry about her. The negative emotion in his eyes quickly faded away and he offered me a soft smirk in return.

His friends were actually pretty nice to us as they conversed about the upcoming school events. The homecoming dance was the Friday night coming up and the boys were asking about if we girls had dates or not.

"I'm bringing my boyfriend," Blaze said with a daydream smile.

"No one has asked me but I'm still planning on going," Cream said.

"I'll go with you," Tails immediately responded. Cream blushed deeply after he said this but agreed to his invitation. They all then looked to me, their eyes wide with curiosity. I blushed under all the attention. I glanced at Sonic to see that he was raising an eyebrow, his eyes a bit anxious.

"I'm flying solo," I said as I raised my hands. The red haired boy sitting next to Blaze, Knuckles his name was, raised his hand up.

"Join the solo club," he said with a soft smile. I giggled but gave him a high five. I noticed Sonic's jaw tighten as he looked away. "You taking Sally, Sonic," Knuckles asked his friend. Sonic shrugged his shoulders.

"Probably," he muttered. "I heard there's going to be a big party after the dance at Jet Hawkin's house. You guys wanna go?"

"Hell yea," the two boys beside Blaze yelled. Sonic turned his lime eyes to Blaze who was staring at him in a bit of confusion. She blinked out of her confused gaze and nodded to the question.

"I think I'll pass," Cream said. Sonic shrugged his shoulders but moved on to his best friend.

"I'll pass too," he said. Cream smiled up at him and scooted closer to him. He smiled down at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Sonic then turned his lime eyes to me.

"I'll go," I said softly. He smirked.

"Just don't go too hard on the alcohol this time, kitten," he teased. I rolled my eyes at him.

"You should be taking your own advice." Sonic's smirk grew into a grin as he shook his head at me. Suddenly, the bell rang, signaling that the period was over. We all got up from the table, bidding each other goodbye. Sonic's gaze lingered on me for a bit before he finally walked away. As soon as he was about a foot away from me, Sally attached herself to his arm. She turned her head to look at me, her sapphire eyes once again shooting daggers at me.

"Well, that was interesting," Cream said as she walked beside me. "What did you and Sonic talk about during study time? Or at the sleepover, I should say. He's been acting strange since Saturday morning." I shrugged my shoulders.

"We didn't really talk about much of anything Saturday morning. Yesterday, we kind of just…shared stories I guess." Cream raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to elaborate on that. "He told me…that his mom died…"

"Oh," Cream said with a soft nod. "He must be starting to really like you then." My heart impulsively skipped a beat at the sound of that.

"He doesn't like me," I said quickly. "He's just trying to be nice, that's all." Cream shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know, Ames," she said simply. I dropped the subject and moved on to teasing her about Tails. She seemed a bit more comfortable about the change of conversation. I will admit that I did as well. While I would like revel in that fact that Sonic may like me, I knew that I couldn't. He had a girlfriend and I did not want to be a home wrecker. I was a hopeless romantic, not some whore who took other girls' boyfriends. I wanted romance, love, and affection – something Sonic may or may not be able to provide me with. Sure, something about his scent may be attracting me to him but I wasn't confident in the decision to follow the attraction. I didn't know Sonic all too well nor did he really know me. I had to take it slow with him. We had to be friends first then I could decide whether I could really put myself out there for him. God, I sounded so hopeless.

In eighth period, Sonic didn't talk much but I didn't mind it. I enjoyed his simple greeting and his answers to the questions I asked about the work we were doing. It helped get my mind off the romantic track that it wanted so badly to go on when it came to him. When the period finally ended, Sonic bumped me with his arm as he passed me. He didn't say a word as he did so but his lime orbs stared down at me as he did so. "Bye," I told him. His lips tugged at the ends but he stayed silent.

Blaze frowned at me when I approached her in the hallway. "Don't look at me like that," I told her. "I honestly don't know what Sonic's deal is."

"That's what's scaring me," Blaze said. "He's so hard to read. I can't tell if he likes you or if he's being friendly or if he's being an ass or what his problem is. He needs to stay the hell away from you."

"Why do you hate him so much," I asked.

"I don't hate him, Amy. I'm just trying to protect you. You're not the only one who can feel the connection the two of you have." I blushed. She grabbed my hand and gave it a soft squeeze. "I've experienced something similar with a human before and…it didn't end very well."

"Do you…do you wanna talk about it?" Blaze shook her head, her topaz eyes giving off no signs of what she was feeling inside.

"There's nothing to talk about. I was a young vampire and he was…he wasn't good for me. He tore me down to the core emotionally…physically." She shrugged. "I just don't want to see a human do the same thing to you. These connections are so strong and we can be so blindsided by them. They're so hard to interpret. Sometimes they're good connections while other times they're bad. None of us can really tell which one it is. All we feel is the attraction…" She looked to me. "I just want you to be careful, okay?" I nodded.

"I will." Blaze smiled.

"Good. Now get your fashionista face on; we're going dress shopping." I smiled at my friend's now beaming face as she continued to tug me down the hall. We dropped Adrian and Olivia off at my house before Blaze and I ventured off to the mall. Blaze and I shopped around a couple of stores before we both found the perfect dresses that were fitting for a homecoming dance and an after party. Finding the right look wasn't easy but Blaze and I managed to do it within two hours. By the time we were ready to leave, we were exhausted. The long school day hadn't exactly helped with all the running round we had to do at the mall.

As we were walking across the mall to the parking lot, my nose picked up the seductive, deadly scent that I'd smelled at the football game. I almost froze in my spot if Blaze hadn't grabbed my hand and sped up her walking. My figurative heart stopped as the smell was joined by a couple of others similar to it. I bit my lip as fear began to bubble in my stomach. Blaze kept her face calm as she slowly quickened our pace. The scent stayed close to us though, closer as we continued on.

"Hey there ladies," we heard a deep, teenage boy's voice say from behind us.

"Where you pretty girls going," another one chimed in.

"Ignore them," Blaze whispered to me.

"You can't ignore us, sweetheart," a third one said. Blaze's breath got hitched in her throat as the scents suddenly swarmed around us. I turned my head to see a unnaturally attractive dark haired boy with bright green eyes staring at me with a devious smirk. His fangs were subtly sharp – not enough for a human's eyes to notice but enough for mine to.

"Hi Amy," the boy said. How did he know my name? Fear continued to eat at my stomach as Blaze dragged me on. "You're much prettier in person," the boy continued to taunt me. "Immortality has made you even more beautiful than you already were." I tried to ignore him, to block out his voice but it was hard not to. It was deep, seductive, alluring… "Hmm, and you smell so good," he purred as he moved a bit closer to me. I held my breath as his scent invaded my nose. "Such a pretty, fascinating girl," he whispered in my ear. I looked to Blaze to see that two other boys were swarming around her. Both of them were whispering in her ear, their hands skimming her body. She continued to ignore them though, keeping her topaz eyes straight ahead of her. I noticed the mortals around us paid the group of us no mind although it was clear that Blaze was being halfway molested by two of these idiots. Couldn't they see them?

"Don't touch me," I murmured as I felt the boy's hands lightly grab my waist. I leaned closer to Blaze.

"Hm, that would be smart but what Scourge doesn't know won't hurt him."

"Scourge," I asked, my head snapping towards the vampire. Blaze's hand tightened around me, giving it a soft tug. I ignored her, keeping my eyes on the vampire next to me. The vampire's smirk widened.

"He's been looking for you, beautiful. Your brother too. He was pretty upset when you were taken away from him but since the boy had the nerve to escape." He clicked his tongue as he shook his head. "He's not very happy."

"Amy, get in the car," I heard Blaze say. I looked away from the vampire to see that Blaze was at the driver's door while I was at the passenger side. I looked to the vampire to see that he was still smirking at me.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll see each other again." I shuddered at his promise. I quickly got into the car and closed my eyes. The tears I'd been hiding during our small ambush began to fall as Blaze sped out of the parking lot. Blaze didn't say a word as she drove. She let me cry in peace. Her concerned thoughts swarmed around me but I refused to listen to them. I was so afraid. Who were those vampires? How did they know Scourge? What did they want? Were they going to tell Scourge where Adrian and I were? Were they here to kidnap us and take us back to him? Were they going to hurt us?

I was still crying when I walked into my house. My family was sitting in the living room, crowded around the living room while a football game played on the television. Adrian immediately looked up at me as I stood in the doorway, my face stained with tears. In a millisecond, I was in his arms. "Ames," he murmured as he cradled me close. "Are you alright? What's-" He cut himself off as he took a whiff of my hair. "Oh no. No, no, no…"

"Amy, sweetheart, what's wrong," I heard my mother say as I felt her hand on my shoulder.

"Smell her," Adrian growled. The moment following his statement was filled with a tense silence. Their minds were all blank, shock taking over their bodies. "You still wanna tell me how we're safe here," Adrian challenged my parents.

"Adrian, now is not the time for arguing," my father said sternly. Adrian suddenly let me go and turned to my father. His emerald eyes were burning with anger, a scowl that expressed his fangs taking over his face. His fifteen year old face was gone once more and his reminder of our late father took over my traumatized mind. My mother quickly took me into her own arms and sat down in our big, comfy chair. She settled me down on her lap as an argument began.

"You're damn straight it's not! We should be packing! Fuck packing, we should be bolting the hell out of here!" Adrian yelled.

"We can't leave this place so suddenly," my father said calmly. "That will raise suspicions."

"I don't give a fuck about what these stupid humans think of us! I care about getting Amy and I to safety! If you don't want to help then I'll take her and we'll get ourselves out of this hell hole!"

"And go where? Adrian, where could the two of you possibly go that will be safe? If you don't remember: you have nowhere to go. Your parents are dead. Your living family thinks that you're dead. Your old friends are either dead or far away. There is nowhere for the two of you to go."

"Then I'll fucking find somewhere! I'm not staying here with Scourge's psychopathic minions running around! Do you know what they'll do if they find me? We're lucky that they didn't hurt Amy!"

"They will not harm you."

"That's a damn lie! You don't know who you're dealing with when it comes to Scourge! You don't know him like I do! You don't know what he'll do next but I do! So, with the knowledge that I have, I suggest we get the fuck up out of here before he comes down here and handles the situation!"

"We are not leaving," my father said sternly. "And that's final."

"Fine. You and Amber stay down here then fine but I will not let you keep Amy down here. You're just going to get her killed and she doesn't deserve that."

"Amber and I are protecting the both of you with our lives. You need to trust us when we tell you that we are keeping the two of you safe."

"I'll trust you when you prove it which I doubt you ever will." He scoffed. "Some fucking caregiver you are."

"Adrian," my father started as he took a step towards my brother.

"Don't fucking come near me. I don't want either of you near me. You want us to die then fine. Fine, I guess we're just going to have to fucking die then." Adrian then zoomed up the steps and I heard his room door slam shut behind him. My father looked shocked at Adrian's words as did my mother. His words had scared me. He believed that we were going to die…that Scourge was going to kill us. Was that true? Was the blue eyed boy in my pictures really aiming to kill what was once the people he loved?

I wiggled myself out of my mother's embrace to stand up. Both my parents looked to me in concern. "I'm gonna go talk to Adrian," I murmured. "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about, sweetie," my mother said as she stood up. She caressed my hair before kissing my forehead.

I slowly walked up the stairs to Adrian's room. I knocked softly on his door. "Adrian," I said, my voice a bit cracked. "Adrian, it's me. Please open the door." My brother obeyed my soft order. His face was practically red with anger but his eyes were soft with fear. I grabbed him into a hug after he let me in.

"We can't stay here, Ames," he murmured into my hair. "They'll tell Scourge and he'll…"

"Shh," I told him. I forced him to lie down on his bed. I lay down next to him and cradled his head in my lap. I stroked his hair as a lone tear fell down his face. "Everything will be okay," I told him. "Richard and Amber will protect us."

"Now's not the joking time, Amy. We can't trust them. We can only trust each other, Blaze, and Olivia. Blaze and Olivia know other vampires like us. They can get us to refugee camp or something. They know people. We can get out of here and get somewhere safe. We all can be safe."

"I don't want to put Blaze and Olivia in danger…"

"They're already in danger," Adrian snapped. "Blaze was with you when those idiots came onto you. They know who she is and they know who Olivia is. They can't stay here either. They'll just take advantage of them too."

"We can't just leave, Adrian. Richard was right. It will look too suspicious…not just to the humans. The vampires will know that we've fled and they'll find us. Maybe it will be better if we just stay here. We can act nonchalant about the situation and devise a plan. We can prepare ourselves."

"But what happens if those vampires get you alone? What if they hurt you or rape you or kidnap you? What happens then?" Adrian turned his head to look up at you. "I lost you once, Amy; I can't lose you again. You're all I have." Another tear fell from my brother's eyes, his youthful features once again surfacing on his face. The sight of his tears brought on my own. I leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"You won't lose me again," I whispered. "I promise."

"Can you…can you sing the song that mom used to sing? The one she sang the night before…" I stared down at him as his eyes flashed with the painful memory of whatever attack happened to our family. I stroked his hair and nodded. I closed my eyes and let my implicit memory do the work of finding the song that he was asking for. A soft, heavenly woman's voice took over in my mind but the words somehow found their way out in my own choked up voice.

"There's a mountain,

A mountain way up high

Where the angels dance

And the children sing."

Adrian closed his eyes as the song went on, his body relaxing. He began to curl up into a small ball, the youth in him showing even more.

"There's a mountain

A mountain way up high

Where souls go to play

And rest after a long life's day.

There's a mountain

A mountain way up high

Where the wind blows with peace

And the rivers flow with love.

There's a mountain

A mountain way up high

Where I will go someday

After the sun sets on me.

Remember this mountain

The mountain way up high

Because one day

It will reunite you and I."

Adrian was asleep now, two lone tears streaming down his face. A couple of tears had escaped from my own. The song was more of a poem than anything but it wasn't the words that had caused the tears. Instead it was the meaning behind the words. Our mother was singing about heaven, about our reunion there. She had known that she was going to die. She had known that there was a chance that Adrian and I was going to die as well. She wanted us to be together…up there in heaven. She wanted us to stay together. She wanted us to know not to be afraid…there was peace after death. I closed my eyes as more tears squeezed themselves out.

The next morning, I woke up before Adrian did. He was still curled up into himself, his frightened, youthful expression still on his face. I leaned down to kiss his forehead before carefully moving myself out from under him. I looked to his clock to see that it was about 9:00 in the morning. We were more than just late for school. Since Amber and Richard hadn't woken us up, I figured that we didn't have to go. After our scare last night, I didn't blame them for not sending us. I could hear their soft voices in the lower level of the house but I didn't go downstairs. Instead I went into my room and lay down on my bed. I took my old diary out from under my bed and continued reading on about the vampire attack on our town.

Amy Rose didn't believe in vampires. She thought that the news was all bullshit. She thought that they were just making something up to cover up whatever true violence was going on. She figured that maybe some wild animal was loose or cannibals had gotten to the U.S. or there was some super weird gang violence going on. Her best friend, Blaze had agreed on her thoughts that the vampire news was all bullshit. She didn't believe in vampires as much as she didn't believe in two-inch heels. Her boyfriend, Scourge, however seemed to be a bit convinced that the vampires were a real thing. He was constantly worrying about her safety and always tried to be by her side. That was until he disappeared for three days. Amy practically drove herself crazy over her missing boyfriend until he finally popped up at her house on night. She said that he was different though…he wasn't acting like himself. He wasn't easygoing or lighthearted anymore. Instead, he was tense and frustrated all the time. Amy wanted to believe that it was just his nerves since his parents had disappeared as well. However, one night, as they were hanging out, she saw the bite marks on his neck. Then she knew… She knew that he wasn't human anymore. She had run away from him after she discovered the wound and told her parents. In her last entry, she was writing about how her family was moving and preparing to take off to New Jersey where they had a house. There was a sudden change in her handwriting from neat to sloppy. The last thing she wrote was: Scourge is in my house; he's trying to kill me.

The next thing after the sentence caused my body to run cold. Written in what looked like smeared blood was the phrase: TOGETHER FOREVER. It was written over and over in the pages to come in an unfamiliar but equally neat handwriting. On the very last page there was a letter addressed to Amy Rose, the girl I used to be. It was written in pen instead of blood and was long and almost heartfelt. I was reluctant to read it but decided to anyway.

Dear Amy,

I'm sorry that it had to come to this. I never meant to hurt you. I only wish to be with you…forever – just as we'd planned before. When you wake up, things will be better. You and I will be the same. We'll be immortal and have all the time in the world to be together. We can love and we can be free. We can travel the world like you wanted to. We can go to Paris, Mexico, Spain, England, Los Angeles – wherever you want. We can still have our happily ever after. We can get married and maybe adopt a child and turn them into a vampire as well. Then we can be one happy family – forever. Just like you wanted. We can be happy. I want to make you happy. That's why I had to do this. I had to make you like me. I even turned Adrian so that you wouldn't have to go through this alone. We all can be together, just like how it used to be. We all can be happy. I only ask one thing so that we can reach this happiness: Don't hate me. Please. I love you.

Your love,

Scourge

Tears were streaming down my face as I read the letter. By the end, I was absolutely hysterical. Scourge...Scourge did this to me. He changed me into a vampire. He did it because he loved me. He did it because he wanted us to be together – forever.

Without thinking, I threw the diary across the room. My implicit mind flooded my body with anger. I hated him. I hated him for turning me into this…this thing and then trying to say that he did it for the sake of love. I hated him for loving me. Hell, I hated myself for loving him – for still loving him.

I hadn't noticed Adrian standing in the doorway when I'd thrown the book across the room. He was staring at me, his emerald eyes filled with sadness. Scourge changed him because of me. Because he wanted me to be happy. God, this was all my fault. All of this was my fault. "Stop that," Adrian said. I crinkled my eyebrows together in confusion. "Stop giving yourself a little pity party," he said. "None of this is your fault. You can't help the fact that the venom turned Scourge into a crazy, love struck psychopath. You loved him. A part of you still loves him. You shouldn't have to be ashamed of that. He was a big part of your mortal life. He loved you back. But the Scourge you fell in love with is gone. So stop crying and get yourself together. He doesn't deserve your tears." Adrian walked up to my bed and sat down beside me. He wiped my tears away. "No more crying," he told me softly. "I've always hated it when you cry."

"I'm sorry," I murmured.

"Don't be," he replied. He smiled softly at me as he pulled me into a hug. "I love you, Amy."

"I love you too, Adrian."

My brother and I stayed in our embrace for a long while before my parents came upstairs. They told us the unsurprising conclusion that we weren't going anywhere. Adrian wasn't particularly happy about that fact but he let it go nonetheless. My parents then tried to reconcile with us by taking us out to a nice lunch at the mall and then letting us go on a shopping spree. Richard took Adrian to shop for clothes, games, and anything else he wanted while Amber followed me around the various clothing stores. Eventually, I did end up in a bookstore. Due my heavy loads of school work, I hadn't had much time to read. But, I didn't have any new books at home so I figured that I could get some more while I was out.

The smell of the books immediately wiped away the lingering sadness that was swimming over me from the events that morning. I marveled around the shelves of the young adult section of the bookstore while my mother kept a close distance behind me. I could see a soft smile on her face as I babbled on about the books I'd already read that were in the store as well as the ones I thought were interesting. Just as I was skimming around the paranormal romance genre, the familiar scent of peaches and sandalwood filled my nose. I turned my head to see Sonic dressed in a simple black tee and jeans with a nametag on his shirt. There was a big bin of books next to him in which he was restocking the shelf.

"A friend from school," my mother asked softly from behind me. I blushed softly as I turned my head to look at her.

"Something like that," I told her. She glanced at Sonic whose scent was pulling me even more towards him.

"He's staring at you," she whispered with a smile. I blushed. "I'll give you ten minutes. No kissing," she said. I rolled my eyes at her but smiled. She then turned on her heel and walked out of the aisle. I turned my head back towards Sonic to see that his lime eyes were on me. I waved at him as I took a step towards him.

"Hey," I told him. "Fancy seeing you here." He looked down to the basket filled with books that I was carrying. He raised an eyebrow.

"Nerd," he said simply.

"Says the one who works in a bookstore."

"I don't read them. I just ring them up and put them on the shelves. Then I get some money put in my pocket."

"Hmm, must be nice."

"What?"

"Working in a bookstore." He crinkled his eyebrows together in confusion. "Books are a wonderful escape from reality. You get to become someone else for a little while." Sonic tilted his head at me. "Plus they're so comforting…relaxing."

"You read a lot, I assume."

"Yea. I like books." Sonic took a step towards me, taking the rolling bin with him.

"What's your favorite book?"

"It's kind of old…and not very well known."

"Tell me."

"It's called Beautiful Disaster." Sonic nodded.

"Isn't that the name of a Kelly Clarkson song?" I giggled but nodded. "What's it about?"

"It's about two college kids who fall in love in a really weird way. He's a cage fighter type guy and he makes a bet with the girl to stay in his apartment with him for a month while he stays abstinent if he wins. It sounds weird, I know but it's a really good book. I enjoyed it."

"Hm, is there a movie version?"

"Not that I know of."

"Ugh, so does that mean I have to read it?"

"You don't have to if you don't want to." We had been inching closer to each other as we talked so now we were right next to each other. His lime eyes were glowing with interest as I spoke, his eyes catching my every word.

"I want to," he murmured. I blushed. I walked around him to the other end of the aisle. His eyes followed me. "You weren't in school today," he said.

"I woke up this morning with a really bad fever," I lied. My eyes burned with unshed tears as I thought back to the events of the morning.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes. Thank you."

"No problem." I reached the end of the aisle and looked behind me to see that he was close behind me. I blushed as I looked up at him.

"May I help you," I teased. He stared down at me for a moment before blinking a couple times. His cheeks darkened the slightest bit as he shook his head. He took a step back.

"No." He looked up over my head. I heard my mother's faint thoughts in my head and I knew she was standing there. I blushed softly. "I will see you tomorrow, kitten," Sonic said simply before turning around and walking back to the bin of books. I opened my mouth to say something back but I left our conversation at that. As I turned around, I let a small smile creep around my lips. I would see him tomorrow.

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