All characters belong to Sega except Brittany, Rissa, Daniel, and Raina.

Ch. 12

(2 years later)

"You never told us how you did it though," one of the Ashley's said. There were about four Ashley's surrounding me. They were the new girl hedgehog clique that formed and they were already popular because they were some bad little things that looked so innocent. I lowered my shades. They all squealed at my eyes. What was with chicks and my eyes? They're ice blue, get over it.

"That my cutie is a secret," I said with a wink. The blue Ashley felt my biceps.

"You're so muscular. Do you work out a lot," she asked.

"Yup, every day after school and every morning on weekends."

"That must be such a big commitment," the purple Ashley said.

"Not really, I've been doing the routine for a while."

"So, if you're so strong, how come you only play basketball? You would be great in football and track," the yellow Ashley said. I shrugged.

"Those sports aren't really my thing, besides I don't want to have all the limelight."

"So any colleges you're looking at for next year?" The light green Ashley.

"Nope, my brother said I'll probably be getting a scholarship from the school he goes to, but even if I don't, I just end up there anyway."

"So, you're already in?" Purple.

"Yup." I heard the bell ring. "You guys better get to class; don't want my lil cuties getting in trouble." The all squealed.

"Okay, Scourge," the all cooed in unison before walking off. I turned and opened my locker. Brittany walked up to me, looking mad.

"Don't start," I said, putting my shades up on my head.

"Well what do you expect me to do? Just watch you destroy your life," she asked.

"Yup." She groaned.

"Scourge, ever since Rosy, you haven't been the same. Is everything okay?"

"Yup."

"Scourge, look at me." I looked at her reluctantly. She was still hot and everything but she just didn't meet my hormonal needs anymore. She was my new Fiona, always lecturing me about something that I really didn't wanna hear or cared about and trying to keep me in check, but of course that never worked out. "Look, I don't know what's going on in your mind but just know that if you ever wanna talk, that I'm here," she said softly, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"I know, but there's nothing to talk about."

"Scourge, I found a needle in your room the other day. Explain how that got there?"

"It was insulin shot for my sister, she has diabetes remember?"

"Why was it in your room?"

"I give her the shot since nobody else is ever home."

"Why didn't you throw the needle out?"

"I probably forgot."

"You're lying."

"No I'm not."

"Fine, I'll believe you this time. Don't think you're off the hook though."

"Yea yea," I said, going back to getting my stuff out.

"Scourge I'm serious."

"I know." She walked away, her heels clicking after her. Why did she even have to bring up Rosy? Speaking of the little bitch, I haven't seen her in a while. Maybe she moved. Or maybe that ass of an ex she had took her and didn't give her back. Even more awesome. Sonic walked past me, greeting me. I stopped him from walking. "Dude, have you heard anything about Rosy?"

"Yea, I just saw her with Amy."

"She still goes here?"

"When did she leave?"

"Well I just haven't seen her around."

"She walks past your locker every day; you're just surrounded by tons of hot chicks so you probably don't even notice."

"Probably, but thanks for the info man," I said, doing our hand shake.

"No problem, dude. See you at lunch," he said before walking away. I noticed the hallway was now empty. Hmm. Should I stay here or leave? Eh, might as well stay so Brittany will get off my case. I walked down the hallway to my English class. The teacher glared at me. "Glad you could join us Mr. Hedgehog," she said.

"Don't lie, Ms. T, it's just not worth it," I said, going to sit in my seat. She rolled her eyes.

"Like I was saying before: This project will be 60% of your final grade and you will have the rest of the year to work on it," she continued.

"What project," I asked loudly. Ms. Taphita looked even more annoyed.

"I'm sure your partner will explain it to you. Anyway, this will be graded on style, grammar, creativity, presentation, and sequence. Don't wanna have two different things going on that doesn't make sense at all nor contributes to the plot."

"We're doing a story," I asked, calling out again. I liked pissing the teachers off, it's fun.

"Just be quiet and listen, Mr. Hedgehog." I smirked.

"I don't think I will." She balled up her fists. I knew she wanted to call my parents but they're dead, they can't do shit.

"So, I wrote the pairs on the board earlier, so if you didn't get a chance to see who your partner was: you may look and if you already know then you may start working on the project." I popped my gum loudly. Ms. T looked down at me slowly. "Mr. Hedgehog, I'm not gonna punish you today because you'll only slow down your partner but mark my words, when I get a chance, you will regret everything you've put me through this year." My smirk grew.

"Can't wait, Christina," I said, calling her by her first name. She cleared her throat, closing her eyes, probably calming herself down. I remember the time she almost choke slammed Sean. Now that I would've liked to see.

"You may all get to work now," she said, going back into teacher mode. I got up from my desk and walked to the list on the board. I found my name and saw my partner's name next to it. Shit.

I turned and walked to the desk next to hers. She was writing something in a notebook, not even glancing at me. "Hey, I see we're partners," I said, sitting down in the desk. She didn't answer, but she stopped writing. "So, can you tell me what this project is?"

"We have to write a play, a real 1 and a half to 2 hour play, and then we have to get friends or family as actors so that we can put on the play at the end of the year and Ms. Taphita will choose one of the plays to be in the Senior Showcase for the English portion," she said. I forgot how beautiful her voice was.

"Kay, so what kind of play did you have in mind?"

"Like it matters."

"What do you mean?"

"We'll end up doing whatever you wanna do which is probably zombies or something."

"Zombies? That's so 4 years ago. I was thinking of this bloody gore filled war. In one scene, the main character can cut off somebody's head and blood starts squirting out the top of the headless figure."

"That's disgusting and disturbing."

"How's it disgusting? That is like so kool."

"Grow up, already."

"Ouch, that kind of hurt," I said, putting a hand up to my chest.

"Look okay, no jokes. We have to be serious about this project. I really need to get an A."

"An A? With Ms. T? Haha nice joke."

"Just because you're a failure doesn't mean I am too."

"Ouch again. Do you like hurting my ego?"

"Well it should make up for what you did to my heart." I sighed, a frown making its way across my mouth.

"Don't start with the "you broke my heart" shit. I've heard it a million times and I'm not trying to hear it again."

"You're such an asshole."

"Thank you, really means a lot coming from you," I said sarcastically. She looked over at me, annoyed.

"How can you not care about anything? Are you just naturally heartless?"

"When you were dating me, you didn't think about me like that."

"Answer me Scourge."

"I don't have to answer to you."

"You know what, you just sit back and I'll do the project myself and give you no credit."

"Or how bout you put your grudge aside and we'll work on the project together like civil people." She glared at me.

"I don't have a grudge." I raised an eyebrow.

"Stop lying."

"When did I start." She looked away, looking down at her notebook. I snatched it and looked at it. I saw my name a few times before she snatched it back. "Have you ever heard of privacy," she asked angrily, putting the notebook in her bag.

"Yea, but that doesn't mean I don't only apply it to me." She rolled her eyes. Those beautiful jade eyes.

"You're annoying and stupid."

"Thank you, you're so nice to me," I said sarcastically, looking around the classroom, bored. What was the point of trying to talk to her if all we were gonna do is argue? Ms. T walked up to us.

"Is everything okay over here," she asked.

"I can't work with him," Rosy said. I rolled my eyes.

"Like I'm the one who started it," I said.

"C'mon kiddos, I remember you guys were the cutest couple aside from Sonic and Amy. What happened to the love," Ms. T asked.

"It slept with Rosy and died," I said in a sarcastic tone.

"You guys had…"

"Yes, Ms. T, but we used protection and it was like 2 years ago," Rosy said.

"So what happened?"

"Rosy flipped out for no reason."

"I did not flip out!"

"Yea right."

"You were mad at me too."

"I wasn't mad, I was annoyed that you kept smiling. Like what the hell was wrong with you? Who talks about a serious subject with a giant smile smack dab on their face?"

"I was listening to my damn therapist who told me to smile off the problem but a smile doesn't do anything." Ms. T looked freaked out at the way we came at each other.

"Do you guys want to go in the hallway in cool off," she asked. I got up and walked out the room.

X

I walked into the house later that day. "Rosy, is that you," my aunt asked. "Yea, Auntie, it's me," I yelled into the house.

"Mommy," Rissa yelled, her three year old feet running up to me. I picked her up.

"Hi sweetpea," I said before kissing her cheek. "Where's my kiss?" She smiled and kissed my cheek. My aunt Raina came out from the kitchen.

"Hey Rosy, do you think you can have another baby sitter over tonight," she asked.

"What are you doing tonight," I teased, my voice a purr. She smiled.

"Well I was thinking that since I moved in with you since your parents left, I could start dating again."

"It's about time. I mean you're 23, live a little. So tell me about the guy," I said, sitting down on the couch, putting Rissa on my lap. She sat down next to me.

"Well he's one year older than me. He works as a college professor. He's really nice and cute. He has the cutest dimples. And he respects me so much, it's so crazy."

"What's his name?"

"Daniel Benther. He's friends with Seth the Hedgehog, if you know who he is. I think his god brother goes to your school."

"God brother? Scourge is his god brother? I thought they were brothers." She shook her head.

"Scourge is an only child. He's been living with his god parents and god siblings ever since his aunt and uncle moved away."

"What about his parents?"

"How about you ask him. He's gonna be helping you babysit Rissa tonight."

"Why do I need help?"

"Well we're going to be out late, and I don't feel comfortable leaving you here alone at night."

"Fine, but just to let you know: Scourge is my ex-boyfriend."

"He is?"

"Yea, we broke up two years ago and haven't talked until today."

"What'd he say?"

"Well we have to do this project together in English that we have to work on all senior year and we got in an argument."

"Oh baby, I'll cancel."

"No, we'll deal." I forced a smile. "Just have fun."

"You sure you have no plans tonight?"

"Yup. Blaze has a wedding to go to, Cream has to work late tonight, and Amy is doing something with Sonic. And Brittany has a date too. What made Scourge want to babysit anyway?"

"I think he got in trouble and babysitting is his punishment." She smiled. "Is he bad in school?"

"Yea, pretty much, but he's smart when he wants to be. When we were dating, he got an A+ on a test."

"That's good and who knows, maybe you guys will make up."

"I doubt that but I'll try to be civil."

X

"Okay, Rosy, what about this one," Auntie asked, stepping out my walk in closet in a sleek red dress that hugged her curves.

"Pretty," Rissa yelled out.

"Thank you, Rissa."

"Yea, that one's perfect. Now go shower and do your hair and makeup. He's gonna be here in an hour and a half."

"Oh yea," she said, running out my room.

"I swear that woman is going to be late to her own wedding," I murmured to Rissa.

"Here comes the bride," she yelled. I smiled and ran a hand through her hair. She was so cute. I went back to concentrating on my Spanish homework. An hour later, I heard the doorbell ring. I picked up Rissa, and walked downstairs. I opened the door to see a blue hedgecat with deep purple eyes with a black straight shirt and black slacks and converses on, holding a bouquet of roses. Scourge was leaning on the railing of the steps.

"Hi, you must be Daniel," I said, holding out my hand.

"And you must be Rosy. I've heard so much about you," he said, his voice smooth. He was pretty fine. I always knew my aunt had a good eye for men.

"Same here, please come in," I said, standing aside. He walked in, Scourge following him. Scourge looked bored, not even sparing a glance at me.

"Blue eyes pretty," Rissa murmured to me.

"Yea I thought so too when I first met him," I murmured back. I lead the men to the living room. I sat down on the couch. Daniel sat down on the loveseat and Scourge lounged next to me. Rissa smiled at him. He shot a smirk back at her. I remember when I used to think that was his weird form of a smile.

Aunt Raina came downstairs in the red dress, amazing Daniel. He stood up, offering the flowers to her. "You look beautiful Raina," he said, smiling. She blushed but smiled back.

"Thank you, you look very handsome yourself," she replied.

"Thanks, took me two hours to find the right shirt." She giggled. She looked at us.

"Okay there's pizza in the fridge in case you kids get hungry, there are movies in the entertainment center and Rissa should be drifting off around 7:30 so I want her in bed by 8, okay?"

"Kay," me and Scourge said in unison.

"Bye Auntie," Rissa yelled, waving and smiling.

"Bye bye," she said, going through the door. It was silent now. I could feel an awkward tension in the air. I guessed Rissa felt it to since she said something.

"You have pretty eyes," she said to Scourge. I glanced to see him staring at me. He looked down at her, a smile creeping up his face.

"Thanks, so do you," he said.

"Everyone says I have Mommy's eyes."

"You do, that's what makes them pretty." I blushed, knowing he was complimenting me through her.

"Do you like pizza?"

"Yup."

"Do you like Disney movies?"

"Yup."

"Yay! Mommy, he likes all the stuff we like!" She said, shaking my arm.

"Not all," I said. Rissa seemed confused. Scourge's smile drooped.

"Rissa, you don't mind if I have an alone minute with your mother real quick, do you?"

"Nope," she said before running out the room.

"Why do you insist on hating me," he asked.

"I don't hate, I just majorly dislike." I felt one of his arms wrap around my waist.

"That's the same thing."

"No it's not. Hate is a strong emotion and I only feel that for Dean, not for you."

"I wouldn't blame you if you did hate me." I felt tears in my eyes. Did we have to talk about hate right now?

"Why would I hate you?"

"I broke your heart and I turned it cold."

"You didn't turn it cold." He sat up. I looked over at him, a tear falling out my eye. "You just broke it, but not when you think you did." He looked confused. His eyes looked sad when they noticed the tear. I wiped it away. "Can we talk about this later?"

"Sure."

X

I opened my eyes, noticing the movie was over. Rissa's head was in my lap and mine was on Scourge's shoulder. I felt weight on my head. Was he leaning his head on mine in a cuddling way? Ugh, he's bipolar. I leaned my head up, pushing away his. "You awake," he asked.

"Yea, um I'm gonna go put Rissa in her bed. It's like 8:30," I said, picking Rissa up.

"Want me to help you?"

"No, I got it," I said, walking out the room. I carried Rissa upstairs to her room. I laid her in her bed and pecked a kiss on her forehead. I turned on her nightlight and left the door open a crack before I walked down to my room. I changed into my v neck, black pajama short sleeved shirt that said "Love" in pink letters on it, my fleece hot pink pants and put on my boot slippers. I brushed my hair into a side bun that some pieces of hair strayed off from. I left my side bang in place. Once I felt comfortable, I went back downstairs. He was still sitting on the couch but the TV was now off and the lights were on. "Hey," I said, walking around the couch. He looked up at me.

"You look…like you're ready to go to bed," he said with a smirk.

"Well I'm usually in my pajamas by 9 so…" I said, sitting down Indian style beside him.

"Is it later yet?"

"Yea."

"How'd I break your heart?"

"You just did. Not when you broke up with me, not after we slept together. You broke my heart the moment you kissed me on the cheek on my first day." He seemed confused.

"How?"

"You were a player. It hurt that a guy like you would actually take interest in me."

"Why'd it hurt?"

"It hurt because you took a half of my heart away, you broke my heart in half and took one of the pieces."

"What are you saying, Rosy? I don't understand." I noticed he was inching closer to me. I looked over at him. He was so close.

"I want to hate you, I always wanted to hate you but I can't because you still have that piece of my heart."

"You still love me?"

"I don't want to."

"No, it's okay, I won't hurt you."

"How can I trust that?" He leaned closer. I put my hands on his shoulders, turning onto my knees. His eyes burned into mine.

"I love you," he whispered before his lips met mine. His lips started to mold mine. My hands slid off his shoulders to wrap around his neck. His arms went around my waist. I slowly let my lips move in sync with his. He leaned down onto me, making me fall onto my back, still kissing him. He pulled away.

"I can't wait to hate you," I said. He smirked and kissed me again.

X

I felt a tap on my shoulder. Brittany was smiling at me. "What were you doing Friday night," she asked. I shrugged.

"Stuff," I said before turning back to my locker. She leaned on the locker next to mine.

"I called you and it answered itself and I heard kissing noises and moans."

"So?"

"I heard Rosy tell you to get off her and answer your damn phone. And you told her to let it ring, it actually sets a nice mood. Did you guys hook up?"

"No."

"I recorded it, so try to explain what happened."

"Nothing happened." She pouted. Rosy walked by me but Brittany stopped her.

"What happened Friday night with you and Score," she asked.

"Nothing, we were just babysitting my daughter," she answered. I looked over at her. She looked serious.

"Do I need to show you both the audio?" Rosy's serious face dropped.

"Okay, so maybe we made out a little, but it's not big deal."

"No, we actually slept together again," I said.

"Shutup, you idiot," Rosy said, punching my arm.

"Ow," I said, holding my arm. How strong was this girl?

"You guys slept together again? So are you guys like dating now?"

"No," Rosy said just as I said "Yea."

"You guys aren't or you are," Brittany asked, confused.

"No, I'm just one of those girls who slept with Scourge, that's all. Like I'm any different than the rest of them," she said before walking off. I ran after her.

"Rosy," I said, grabbing her arm.

"Get off," she said, trying to shake my hand off.

"No, just listen to me. Did you not hear me say 'I love you' Friday night?"

"I did, but of course you knew those words would charm me," she said before trying to pull away again.

"No, just stop, okay?"

"No, let me go."

"What was the other night to you?" She stopped struggling.

"I don't know. I thought I was showing how much I care but of course, you hook up with another girl the night afterwards."

"Rosy, I can explain-"

"No! Now I really can't wait to hate you," she said before ripping away and running down the hall. She looked back at me only once, a tear halfway down her cheek. Shit. Why can't I do anything right?

I like this chap better than the last one and i have alot of things going in my mind for Scourge hehe ;)

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