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Thanks to everyone for the reviews! I hope you all continue to read, and guess what… I just realized how little of this story we have left. We have *pauses to count on fingers* about five more MAJIOR events to happen and then we're basically done… Wow… DW will be released very soon so enjoy the interruption free commentary.

I'm not going to comment on reviews today…just because I am so tired its 10:30 pm and too lazy. Sorry, but thank you all for the amazing reviews. Sorry this one is shorter than the others...but this chapter just was really short.

Charity's POV:

Okay, I just realized how slow I am on the up take. The week after the Staff Day, half of the day staff disappeared. And then later I found out school had started back up.

To my surprise, Ethan had graduated when he was about 13 so he didn't attend the local high school, Mining High (yep…best name they could think of for a mining town.). In fact, he was attending the online version of Emerald University (sorry, I couldn't think of anything else), which explained why he had begun to be on the computer all morning, every morning.

Which left me doing…what exactly?

"Sorry, I sort of forgot…" Ethan was taking a five minute break from his school work to actually talk to me. "I sort of thought you would…you know…"

Be gone by now.

Trying to hide my sorrow, I just nodded with a blank expression on my face. I had thought I'd be back to normal by now as well.

Awkwardly, Ethan continued, "And since we don't know your exact age, we defiantly don't know what grade you're in…and in order to find out we'd have to take a test which would lead to people finding out about the whole amnesia thing which would lead…"

"…to me getting put in a hospital or something else like that. Got it."

The boy nodded slowly. "Right…" Ethan glanced back at the computer screen. "Curses! I hate math! Calculus is difficult…"

I leaned over to stare at the screen. "Whoa…that looks interesting."

At the moment, Ethan was in the middle of his Calculus 2 homework, and it certainly looked difficult. He was always complaining about it, and I could see why…

"Number four is 27."

Startled, Ethan looked up. "What?"

"Number four is 27, not 12."

Rather confused, Ethan looked at the problem closely. "Um…hold on…" Ten minutes later, the hedgehog looked at the paper. "Okay…how did you do that?"

Shyly, I shrugged. "I don't know. It seemed right to me."

For the next half an hour, Ethan sent out a request to all his teachers. He asked if he could take the beginning test twice…the first one would be a practice, the last one would be the real deal.

At first the teachers were reluctant. They finally agreed after the pupil suggested the first score was the final one, and the second was the try and do better, but wouldn't count.

During the conversation's, I stood off to the side rather bored. Three hours later, after he finished his tests, I found myself in the computer chair taking about five-hundred tests. (It was really only English, History, Science, and Math…but still, who likes tests?)

Literally five minutes before work started, I finally finished the dump tests…and unfortunately we didn't get the results until after work.

I felt like a kid on Final's week, worrying that I wouldn't pass the class (which didn't really make any sense, since it wouldn't count on anything…)

After several hours Ethan and I practically ran Sonic-speed home. When we arrived, we wrestled over the computer (Ethan won, but only because I didn't really know how to get to the grade page…)

The brown hedgehogs face read off his grades on the test.

English: 72.4
History:
82.3
Science:
93.7
Math:
90.6

Slowly, Ethan let out a sigh of relief. "Few…I was worried about English…" Then he read off my grades…which shocked both of us.

English: 89.8
History:
98.9
Science:
70.8
Math:
90.7

We just sat in silence for a few minutes. Finally I spoke up and in a shaky voice, "Well…I don't think I have to go to high school."

Ethan just nodded wordlessly. "Yeah…maybe you could take classes with me…"

I quickly shook my head. "No, I need to pay for those classes."

Before I finished the sentence, Ethan was already shaking his head. "No, I have a special…circumstance…that basically act's as a scholarship. You could just study with me…and I'll send some money as a 'donation' in return. What do you think?"

Rather reluctantly, I agreed, but soon found out that it worked out pretty well. The teacher's continued to send and grade two tests and I actually learned something new. Then again…it wasn't like I had anything better to do…

Before I knew it a month had flown by, business at the restaurant was booming, Ethan and I were growing to know each other a little better and everything was perfect…until THEY came around…

I'm going to have to stop there. Sorry guys, I know you hate cliff hangers. But I am going to bed…Review please!

Almost forgot, LAST CHANCE FOR MERCENARY'S. I will not be accepting them after next chapter, and since I don't know when I'll be posting, I suggest you send them in ASAP. Thanks everyone!