Amy's 6a.m. alarm came sooner than she had wished. She turned off the device that made the loud obnoxious noise before sitting up slowly, rubbing her eyes. She yawned and threw the covers off of her as the memories of the weekend flooded back to her. She went from loving Sonic to finding feelings for Scourge, or so she thought, just to call him and hear him having sex with someone else. Amy decided that she was just going to focus on her education and career, because she knew that all boys were going to do was clog her head with a whirlwind of emotion that she didn't need right now. Amy made her way to her personal bathroom. It had been decorated pink from when her family moved into the house when she was in middle school. Now that she was older, the childish color made her gag. However, she never really thought that there was a need to go through all of the work it would take for her to redo the room. Amy brushed her teeth cautiously, making sure to scrub every tooth before rinsing her mouth with mouthwash. She then turned the knobs to the shower. The hot water filled the room with steam as she undressed. Her red silk nightgown slid effortlessly over her head leaving her breasts exposed. she then forced her underwear down and kicked them to the side of the sink.

The shower felt nice, but she really hoped it would take away the pain in her heart. She knew that Scourge was a bad boy, but the past few days events had led her to believe that he was a nice guy. Sonic had always been the popular kid that go all of the girls attention. He never noticed Amy, and as much as it hurt her, she felt a tinge of hope when Scourge came along. Amy grabbed her favorite lavender scented shampoo and squirted some in her hair, lathered it into her head, and let it sit while she washed her body. As she rinsed, she watched the soap suds float down the drain, and she wished that she could just melt down with them.

Once Amy was back in her bedroom, she grabbed a matching jade green bra and thong set from her top dresser drawer. The color reminded her of the hedgehog that brought her home, took care of her, made her feel special, and then finally hurt her in the end. She frowned but still dressed in them anyways. She shifted her focus then to her pant drawer, where she found a pair of light flare jeans. In her closet she grabbed an orange t-shirt and white chucks to wear as well. She glanced at her clock. 7:30. Shit! I need to hurry or I am gonna be late! Amy didn't have time to dry her hair, so she took it out of the wrapped towel it was in and quickly sprayed some product in it and scrunched it. After grabbing a few loose books, pencils, and her calculator, Amy was finally set to leave for the school day.

"Amy! we have GOT to talk!" Blaze exclaimed as I opened my locker. Other students buzzed through the hallway to and from their own lockers before first period class. Amy loved Blaze, but she just didn't feel like talking to anyone today. She was deeply hurt by Scourge, and was happy to see that he had not shown up to his locker yet. Amy slammed her door shut. "Is something wrong?" Amy Rose asked glumly. Blaze grabbed her friend by the arm and tugged her towards the supply closet at the end of the hall. "It's serious," she said.

Once inside the closet, Blaze took a deep breath. "First of all, why are you dressed so... boring?" she asked, eyeing her friend and crossing her arms. Amy sighed. "I'm not feeling the best this morning," Amy replied looking at the floor. Blaze cocked her head to the side and raised a brow. "Amy, what's going on?" she asked. Amy shook her head quickly. "Nothing! Why are you nagging me? What did you bring me here for?" Amy shot at Blaze. Blaze's face turned serious. "Well, I wanted to talk to you about Scourge. I know the two of you left together, and I wanted all of the details. But that was before I heard some of the other students talking about something else, something bad. Amy, is there something that you need to tell me?" Blaze then grabbed her friends hands and squeezed. "Amy, I won't judge you if it's true-" "If what is true?" Amy couldn't understand what Blaze was talking about. Blaze then explained to Amy that she overheard some others talking about her, that her and Sonic had sex the night of the party. Amy was shocked, she didn't remember-

-flashback- Amy's POV

"Scourge?" I couldn't seem to hold my eyes open. Everything was dizzy and going dark. All I knew was that I could feel something...

...pressure...

...it's too heavy...

All I could make out was a blue figure... and a green figure...

-end flashback-

"Amy... snap out of it," Blaze said as she waved in front of her friends face. Amy's face turned to a scowl, sadness washed over her. "Blaze, I think... Blaze I'm not sure what happened, but I remember Sonic, and Scourge, and..." it felt like the walls of the small closet were going to cave in on Amy. Amy suddenly felt closterphobic. She quickly darted from behind the closed door, clutching her books to her chest. She held back tears as the sudden realization hit her like a nuclear bomb. She left her friend swiftly, her friend calling to her from behind. Amy didn't care, she had to get out of there. She couldn't go to class knowing what had happened to her at that party. She feared that everyone would think she was a slut. She felt like the world would be against her. She didn't know whether or not she gave Sonic consent. Worse, she had no idea why she could remember Scourge being a part of it as well... then she thought about how she awoke the following morning in Scourge's bed, with different clothes on.

Amy burst through the front doors of the school and ran as fast as she could away from the damned place.