Heyyyyyy….(Nervously appears out of hiding spot) Soooooooo I've been gone for like a long time and that is because I have been the busiest person in the whole world! School is taking a lot out of me and I know it's been like two whole months but this story is picking right back up! I promise I will TRY to post more frequently but as always, that's only assuming I will have the time! I hope I haven't lost all of my followers yet :(

Anyways, I will delay you no further; here is Chapter Sixteen! Please enjoy and don't forget to review (it still means the world to me when you do so please do it)!

Chapter Sixteen: Accepting Me

Amy's P.O.V.

"I just don't understand why..."

I had been sitting in Rouge's office for close to half an hour, no words had been spoken until then. It took me forever to find the words to express my turmoil; the hurricane whirling around my thoughts; confusion everlasting. There was no answer to the many questions that were left pondering in my mind and I didn't expect there to be any reasonable explanation as to what had happened. My life was a mystery that would be buried in the secrets of others' consciences, letting my confusion live on for years and years.

"Why. Why had it happened this way? Why did it have to be my father, the man who was presumed dead by everyone since before my earliest memory... The memories come rushing back like a flood, always distorted and blended in a mess of visions of the past... And yet I feel nothing; no emotions or attachment to the people, the faces. Just nothing..."

"Some things are better left unanswered. Maybe it's for the best that you and the other girls don't know why; just know that you're safe and that it's all over. You can move on, officially."

She finished with a smile. I tried to think positively but I failed. The idea of never knowing bothered me extraordinarily. I had to know, I had to find out! I knew I would not be able to accept everything and just walk away from it all. No, I had been through too much for way too long to just up and fly off into an imaginary world where I could pretend to live happily. There was not a doubt in my mind that I would ever be satisfied until I learned why he did what he did. I didn't care for how great the excuse was or what story he managed to conjure up within the time that he was imprisoned; I just needed some sort of closure.

"I need to know. I can't not know."

"Well, we should talk about that. Why do you feel this urgency for knowing?"

"I need to understand it. I want to understand him, John! My father, my own father... He was never there in my life and yet, he was always there. I don't understand... I want to understand."

*Beep**Beep*

"I'm terribly sorry Amy, but it looks like our time's up. We'll continue next session."

"Oh, already? Okay. See you next time, I guess."

"Take care, Amy."

Rouge waved goodbye to me as I closed the door to her office and exited the building feeling even less satisfied than when I walked in.

xXx

Sonic's P.O.V.

"I'm glad we got the chance to… talk things out."

Fiona sat across from me at the table in the hospital cafeteria. She was drinking her usual black coffee as I was nibbling at a plain sandwich I'd bought to keep me from rambling. I was surprised when she had agreed to meet with me. After the trial, Amy had received a call from her to confirm one of her periodical checkups. I obviously accompanied her to the appointment and had pulled Fiona aside afterward, begging for a second chance. She'd cooled down since the heated event that broke out in my apartment a few months ago and decided to talk only. So there we sat on our scheduled meeting day.

"I really appreciate you taking the time to hear me out. I'm really- honored that you've allowed me to- "

"Enough, enough. Look, there's no need to go on about it."

She interrupted me mid sentence; I could see the serious undertone she tried to pull off but her quiet smile gave in after a few seconds. I was so happy to see that smile again.

"Oh, sorry, was I rambling again? I didn't mean to, I'm just so glad that you can still be part of my life."

Her sparkling azure eyes entranced me and made me forget all about the bad history between us. I vowed right then to never hurt her in any way ever again, even if my own private business got entangled in our relationship.

"Why don't we just start off fresh. And, for the record, I think it would be wise to take it slower than we did the first time. What do you think?"

"I think that's perfect. A new start."

"A new start."

I took the last of my sandwich and popped in my mouth, microscopic crumbs trailing on the wrapper. I swallowed then stood from my seat, as did she. I leaned down to kiss her cheek, leaving her blush to redden further. I started walking away when my phone buzzed.

Fiona - 3

I smiled widely as I made my way through the exit of the building to head back to work for the rest of the day.

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and jumped into my car. I pulled out of the parking lot and drove for around twenty minutes on the highway when my phone starting ringing. I pulled it out of my pocket and continued down the road with one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding my phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Sonic. It's Rouge."

"Rouge, hey. What's up?"

"It's Amy. I'm… worried about her."

I furrowed my brow in confusion as I pulled into the parking lot of my office building and parked in my specialized spot not too far from the door.

What could she have to be worried about?

"What about her? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing's- wrong per say… it's just…"

Her voice trailed off. I was beginning to get frustrated.

"Just spit it out Rouge!"

"Alright, fine! I won't get into details because that would be breaking my confidentiality oath but I can say this. She's been a little obsessive lately and I think you should just keep your eyes on her. For her own mental safety."

"What has she been obsessive about exactly?"

"I told you, I can't get into it. It's just that maybe you should try and keep her mind off of all of the chaos that she just went through and prepare her for school."

That was another issue. Amy was starting high school for the first time ever and was being inserted into either the sophomore or junior class depending on how well she succeeded in her exam to discover what level she was at. Sonia and I had done our best to prepare her for it but of course, there was quite some delay due to all of the events that were going on at the same time as her studying periods.

"Oh, damn! I forgot she starts in a week but she's got that placement examine in two days. I'm actually nervous for her."

"I suggest that you let her take it easy for the hours prior to her examination. Too much stress may overwhelm her and we want her to be in her best mind frame."

"Yeah. I'll do that. Thanks for letting me know Rouge. I'll talk to you later."

"Anytime, hun."

xXx

Amy's P.O.V.

I sat in the passenger's seat in Sonic's car just outside Mobius High School where I was scheduled to take my entrance exam that would determine whatever grade of schooling I would be placed in. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. Shivers ran down my spine at the thought of failing and not being able to attend high school for the first time in my life. It was one of the main experiences I'd always hoped I would get the chance to experience.

Sonia and Sonic had prepared me in advance as well as hired a private tutor for one week to go over the process of the examination with me. I'd never thought that a test could reach such an extent; I didn't see the point in forcing an individual under time constraints and pressures to figure a classification of study for them. I'd always thought that a person would not be able to reach their full extent of success if they were being watched; I knew just from that anxious feeling in the pit of my gut that I wasn't going to do as well as I'd hoped.

"Come on, Amy. You've gotta take this thing if you want to go school. You do want to go right?

Sonic persuaded me from the driver's seat to step out of the car. I took a deep breath and sighed it out slowly before opening the side door and swinging my feet out to land on the asphalt ground of the parking lot.

"I'll be waiting right out here until you're done, alright?"

I pushed myself up and proceeded forward all the while, my hands shaking as they wrapped around my arms.

It was an early Saturday morning and the wind was stirring up the bright green leaves of the maple trees that lined the entire back of the school's land. I gazed at my surrounding, suddenly feeling small against the tall complex with the big silver doors. I pressed forward until I stood close enough to the glass windows of the door that I could see my reflection facing me. I stopped for a moment, contemplating how messy my shoulder-length hair looked on the blustering morning and how tired my jade eyes seemed due to the dark circles that imprinted my fatigue.

I took in another deep breath but didn't let this one go; I held on to it until I was around fifteen feet inside the main lobby of the school. I looked around for a moment, excitement and apprehension blended in my brain as I tried to take in everything at once. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man approach me from my right side; I was startled at first but, thankfully, it was only a school official.

"Hello there. Can I help you with something young miss?"

"Uh-umm… I'm here for the uh- the test?"

"Oh, my apologies! You must be Miss Amy Rose, correct?"

"Y-yes."

"I'm Edward Stanley, the school's principal. I heard you were to come this morning and here you are. I understand you're… new to this whole high school system. "

I nodded my head hesitantly.

Does he know about where I was coming from? I was told that the school didn't have to know the brutal details of my case…

He outstretched his arm and pointed toward a pair of wooden double doors and gestured for me to move forward. I stared at them for a while wondering what kind of room was barred from sight before actual motioned in that direction.

I was completely aware of all of the silence that felt suffocating in my situation. It was intimidating in a way; I was the alone other than a female white cat that seemed to be an authority figure in the spacious auditorium where I presumed would be the location of my exam. From my standpoint, I could see the woman seated at a desk on the stage, scribbling down something onto a paper and then placing it in an envelope. She looked up when the door slammed shut behind me as I stepped through onto the carpeted stairs.

"Please take a seat at the assigned spot you were given. You're the only one taking the entrance exam so take your time."

"O-okay."

I couldn't more words than what I said. My nerves were shot and I found myself breathing very slowly and timidly. I sat down at a desk close to the front but not close enough to the stage that I would be an imposition in the she-cat's personal space. It took me a few seconds to gather up the courage to open the front page. The title read:

PREPERATION ENTRANCE EXAMINATION 2013

I turned the cover and read the rules that were listed on the following page. It seemed like fairly simple instructions; it was the unknown questions that tensed my spirits. The first question was one on math; pretty easy. I had gone over this material with Sonic in one of my first lessons. I was sure my answer was correct.

The best thing about the test was that all of the answers were multiple choice so the correct solution was amongst the four or five listings that they provided. The next question was Mobius history question. I had read multiple books on the subject during my period of captivity so that one was quite effortless. The next following were in the same pattern only they added in a few science questions that confused me a tad and some comprehension analyses as well. Overall, the first section didn't seem too bad. A half hour had passed before I moved on to the second half of the exam which was problem solving questions and an essay on our greatest fear.

I flipped through the math problems with slight difficulty, however, when I saw the essay topic, I panicked. I dropped the pencil on the desk and sat in utter quiet. I reread the topic over and over again, racking my brain for the motivation to continue without any impasses. I picked up my pencil but it seemed drained of words; not a single letter came to thought. I didn't want to write about what my fear was because I had a feeling it would somehow link me to what I had gone through and that would be close to disastrous as I still had difficulty discussing it at length. I started tapping the end of my pencil against the desk to create some form of noise to distract me. The sound of the ticking clock on the wall became increasingly disturbing; the hands' clicking echoed an abnormal loudness. It was bursting my skull. I sat back and hung my head upside down on the head of the chair.

I refocused myself and faced the exam one more time.

Come on, Amy. It's only asking for 250 words. You can do this.

By guiding myself through it, I managed to slowly start writing the paragraph. I decided not to reveal any of my past as I didn't wish to go through the sympathy glances I still received from the people who did know. I wrote that my greatest fear in life was ending up alone. It was true. Other than reliving what I had already gone through, the worst monster I could think of would be myself. I didn't even want to think of what it would be like to be locked in a room with only myself as company. The torture that would bring me took up the word count fast on the paper and before I knew it, I was done.

I rose from my spot after double checking all of my answers and rereading what I had written, and I handed it in. I exited the auditorium calmly at a steady pace. I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulders as I stepped outdoors, feeling the cool summer breeze in the air. The sun was warm and left a tingling sensation on my skin, putting a smile on my face. I made my way to Sonic's car and hopped inside.

"Done already?"

"Yup."

I answered lightly with a happy tone; the morning had gone better than I thought it would. He started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, heading home.

xXx

Sonic's P.O.V.

I waited for Amy out in the parking lot of my old high school. Sonia and I both had prayed all night for her to succeed on the exam. She'd decided to not divulge the information about her past education; only that she hadn't gone through the traditional education system prior to arriving here. Whether the officials had decided to do some digging, they would have probably found an article or two about her real excuse but other than that, they were completely oblivious to the tragic story and that was the way Amy had wished to keep it.

I pulled out a sports magazine while I waited the hour or so it took to fully complete the exam. She'd gone in pretty nervous but I had faith in her. I'd had a feeling that she'd come out of there with a big smile of relief; and as it appears, my prediction wasn't too off.

"Done already?"

"Yup."

I chuckled a little at her major change in attitude subsequent to the examination. I started to drive along the road, quickly covering the little distance there was between Mobius High School and our apartment.

We pulled into the driveway to see a familiar unwanted black hedgehog smoking a cigarette leaning against the wall. I got out of the car and walked right passed him as if he were a ghost, hoping he would take the hint.

"Nice day, eh Blue?"

I paused in my tracks and turned around poison ready to drip from my tongue.

"Yeah. Well it was, until you decided to intoxicate the air I breathe with your messed up habit."

He didn't seem fazed by my sharp tone; he just carried on taking another drag of his cigarettes. The constant look of contempt on his face gave nothing away. Amy strode past him and smile at him. His harsh features lightened at the sight of her and it gave me a clenching feeling. She looked like she was about to start a conversation with him but I wasn't too intent on letting that slide.

"Amy. Let's go."

Amy's cheery expression toned down to a smile, shy smile as she waved goodbye and ran through the building's front entrance.

"Oh, come on Hedgehog. It's been months. Are you ever going to pull that stick out of your ass and let the girl have some peace?"

"Excuse me? If I don't think it's safe for her to run off with some random guy on a motorcycle then I don't need to allow it."

I smirked at my smart remark. I had every right to be bitter towards him. He put her life in possible risk of danger and I wanted to set an example.

"I'm hardly some random guy, Sonic. And it was one time. Get over it."

"Oh, I found out a long time ago that it wasn't only one time. I just didn't say anything to see how long it would take you to come forward."

Oh, boo-hoo. Besides, if you haven't noticed, I'm out of a vehicle. My bike was crushed by a truck that didn't think to look at the parked cars or bikes on the street before moving forward."

I laughed aloud. I personally thought it was comic and that perhaps it was karma getting back at him for not admitting to his faults. I'd had enough of the conversation and escaped back up to my apartment.

Amy was already upstairs when I arrived. She was seated at the kitchen table telling Sonia about her exam; not a word about what I had said to Shadow, if she had heard. I took off my shoes and walked right to my bedroom, plopping face-first onto my bed. I lay there for a good while absorbing the heat of the sun's rays on my back streaming in through the window. My phone buzzed springing me out of my sleep=like daze. I pulled it out and check who it was.

Fiona – Wanna see me tonight? Aha XD

Her text made me crack a smile after that disconcerting argument I had just had downstairs.

Sonic – Haha, sure :) What did you have in mind?

Fiona – Idk, maybe see a movie :P Maybe a scary one?

Sonic – How about, I come over and we order a really creepy horror film?

Fiona – Sounds great! See you here at eight then. ;D

Sonic - ;)

xXx

Amy's P.O.V.

That exact same feeling of dreadfully dark anxiety circulated around my core only it was multiplied a thousand times over. There I stood, across the street from Mobius High School on the early morning of August 28th 2013. The first day I would be attending school in the last ten years. I watched as hundreds of students filed in through the main door; adults guiding and welcoming them in. I was breathing cautiously as I would if I were hiding from a frightening creature. I was in a way.

Sonia walked up beside me and put her hand on my shoulder.

"You ready Kiddo?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

I smiled lightly at her, which she returned kindly. I stared at the front door, the luminescent silvery metal shined brightly reflecting the white rays of the rising sun. The light was almost blinding from my position and I had to close my eyes. I felt my stomach twisting in knots at the sight of the huge crowds of adolescents talking and laughing with each other, plainly having fun with one another. I'd never seen so many people in the same place at one other than at the mall. The act of having to talk to them all, each with their own minds, own judgmental eyes, own thoughts about me, startled me to no end. I was prepared for the learning courses I would be following but I was not ready for all of communications between students and teachers at once.

I began quickening my breath, considering all of the terrible errors I could make that may happen and it forced me back from the scene. I turned away and started walking away from Sonia, back towards her car that was parked on the road.

"I changed my mind. I'm not ready for this. Not yet."

My mind was whirling, panic striking my thoughts once more. Sonia hurried to my side and blocked my way from getting into the car.

"No no no no no. Look Amy. School really isn't a choice and I really need you to give this a shot. I know it looks intimidating and scary but I promise you, it's never as bad as it seems at first. You're going to talk to a few people, maybe make some friends and you'll be experiencing everything you missed out on before. Just look at it as a challenge."

I stared into her moss hued eyes, so loving and full of concern. It calmed me down and my fear leveled to only nervousness. She stared back and continued her pep talk.

"You're the bravest person I know, Amy. Having been through all that you have, taking on a couple of high schoolers should be nothing. Come on. I think everyone's waiting to meet you."

She made me smile widely at her compliments. I had to say, she was right. I had gone through something that nobody should have to go through but I was here, more afraid of innocent faces than I was at the cabin.

I guess there really are different spectrums of fear…

I let Sonia walk with me across the street until we were meters away from the door. A few students started at me, most with smiling faces, seeing the new girl there for the first time. Sonia turned me around, both of her hands on my shoulders.

"Alright. I'll be here to pick you up at three, okay?"

"O-okay."

I hugged her tightly and held her for a while. Then I let go and began to walk away but not before turning back to face her one more time.

"Thank you Sonia. For being here for me."

"I wouldn't be anywhere else."

With that, I stepped into the main corridor of the high school. It was the same lobby as when I first came here to take the exam only currently, it was filled with tons of other people. I tried snaking my way through to the office where I was meant to pick up my class schedule. I was pushed and shoved in the crowds but I managed to get by them without too much commotion. I opened the white door to a brightly lit room full of secretaries hard at work.

"Can I help you with something, young lady?"

I searched for the woman who spoke. It was a pale blue sparrow with glasses. I walked up to her desk slowly and leaned against the tabletop.

"Yeah. I'm here to pick up my schedule for this semester?"

"Name please."

"Amy Rose."

The woman paused in the middle of her typing and looked up to face me. Her mouth parted a bit when she studied my face.

"Oh my God…"

She muttered it under her breath; it was barely audible. I guessed she may have seem a news story or two. This was exactly the kinds of reactions I was looking to avoid. She stared at me for a while longer before speaking again.

"You… You were alive all this time? Oh my God! I-I saw all the news reports all those years ago; the amber alerts, the missing persons photos posted up and down the streets. I always kept my eyes out for you, I tell you!"

I had no idea what I should have been doing; thank her for her concern? All I wanted was to live as normal a life as possible. The last thing I needed was special attention from everyone that forced me to relive my past.

"Um, can I have my schedule now?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I must be rambling. It's just so good to see that you're safe. And after all this time… It's a miracle. I have to say, they did a grand job keeping the press out of it."

"Yeah... Can I just ask you to not tell anybody about who I am? I'm trying to keep it in the dark; I don't want anyone to know."

I prayed for her to not be a loud talker. It would ruin everything I worked for.

Is it impossible for me to live a normal life? Can't I just forget everything that happened?

The woman looked up at me, slight shock on her face.

"Oh, o-of course. Here you go."

She handed me my schedule and I departed the white room.

There were even more people when I stepped out into the lobby once more. Hordes of students were gathered around, sharing each others' schedules with one another, comparing classes. I walked to my left, away from the majority of the crowd and glanced down at my own schedule. Apparently, I had to make my way to a class appearing as 'Homeroom'.

I felt lost in the hallways. There were people everywhere I went and all the places looked similar. It was hard to tell one classroom from another. The edifice was rather large as well. I made an assumption that the class number #304 meant that it was the fourth class on the third floor. I found a stairwell not too far from where I was standing and climbed it to the third floor. Surprisingly there were very few students who were there. I started down the corridor, checking each room number until I found 304. I stepped inside to find nobody else there, not even the teacher. The classroom door was open however, so I presumed I could just walk in and take a seat, placing my black bag down on the floor next to the desk. I chose the one closest to the door and furthest from the window. I didn't want to flood myself with more images than I could already handle.

The classroom was nice; it was typical with rows of desks, all aligned neatly with two blackboards, a few posters on the wall and a teacher's desk which was stacked with papers along the top. I was thankful to be alone for the time being. It took me some time to realize I'd never thought to check to see what grade I was in. I scanned over my schedule to where it said my name, my address, my student code and there, my grade. Right underneath my Student ID number, it was labeled 'Grade 11'.

I'd done it. I'd actually successfully passed that exam and wouldn't have to stay an extra year past the two I would still have to be present for. I smiled down at the paper. I was proud of myself. I didn't know what score I'd gotten but apparently it had been enough to put me in the regular grade.

Around five minutes had passed and still no one had shown up yet. I'd begun to think that I had accidentally picked the wrong class. I started to worry just a little and stood out of my seat wanting to peek into the hallway to see if there was someone who could tell me whether I was in the right classroom.

I poked my head out and looked down the right side of the hallway. Nobody. I was about to look in the other direction when I was spooked by a small voice in back of me.

"Excuse me."

I jumped at the sudden noise in the silent vicinity. I turned to face a short rabbit girl who was holding an identical schedule in her hands.

"Oh, I didn't mean to scare you! Are you new to Mobius High?"

She had a kind smile on her face that told me that she was friendly. I looked at her for a moment, wondering what to answer. My delayed answered seemed to be apparent.

"Hello?"

"Oh sorry! Yes. Yes, I'm new here."

"Oh, welcome then!"

"Thanks."

She had a cheery personality that soothed my apprehension. She walked into the classroom and I followed, retaking my spot close to the door.

"So you have Mr. Brown for homeroom as well?"

"Um, I'm not sure."

"He's the teacher for this class. You must if you have this classroom listed on your schedule."

"Oh, well then I guess I do."

She took the seat next to mine and placed her light blue bag on the desk then she turned to face me.

"I'm Cream by the way. What's your name?"

"I-I'm Amy. It's nice to meet you."

My words came out very slowly and in stutters. She seemed to catch onto my shaky mood.

"You seem very nervous. What school did you go to before coming here?"

I was stuck. I didn't really have an answer to that question without revealing what had happened to me. I decided that telling a little white lie or bending the truth wouldn't be so terrible in this instance.

"Um, I didn't' really- go to a traditional school before."

"What do you mean by that? Were you home-schooled?"

"Y-Yeah, I guess you could say that."

It wasn't truly a lie, it just wasn't as accurate as the whole reality of things but I didn't want to scare off the first person who I'd made contact with since escaping other than those directly involved with me.

"Oh that's cool! So I guess it would be kind of scary to be in a school this big and with so many people."

"I'm not scared of anything."

It came off more defensive than I wanted it to sound but I couldn't really take it back. Her eyes looked slightly hurt and I wished I hadn't said anything.

"O-oh, I didn't mean to…"

Her words trailed off and she lowered her head for a second but she came up with a bright smile on her face and a change of subjects.

"So Amy, what other classes do you have for the semester?"

I glanced down at my paper. It was slightly confusing; I had never seen a placing of this sort before and it all jumbled together in my head.

"To be honest, I'm not entirely sure how to read this thing…"

"Oh that's okay! I'll show you. Look here's what you have on Day 1, that's today and you follow along the rows in the timetable. Then you look at the classes for the next day and so on. Oh, look, we have English together. And Chemistry!"

Her past momentary sadness wouldn't even be detectable at this time. She didn't seem too phased by my comment; that was reassuring although I still felt slightly guilty about it.

"That's good, right?"

"That's excellent!"

I giggled a little at her enthusiasm.

I wouldn't mind sticking around her for the rest of the day. She seems nice and helpful.

I smiled at her to show that I meant no harm by my moodiness. She smiled back at me with the same warm vibe that I'd read off her at the start. Suddenly an alarming sound rose around the entire school, alerting every being in the building. My eyes opened wide and I jumped out of my seat.

"What is that? What's happening!?"

"Haha, it's just the bell telling everyone to get to class. Sit back down its nothing. You'll hear them every hour before and after classes end and one at the end of the day."

"O-oh…"

I sat back down reluctantly, feeling like an idiot at my ridiculous reaction. I was fortunate that nobody else was there to witness my embarrassing panic.

In that moment, other students started filing into the classroom, quickly filling the seats. A girl with long lilac hair and yellow fur approached my desk, slamming her hand down hard. She looked at me with condescension.

"You're in my seat."

I was unsure of how to respond to her aggressive tone. Her voice was harsh but high pitched and the air around her seemed to flow negatively.

"Oh, I wasn't aware we had assigned seating."

I motioned to get up but Cream grabbed my wrist and looked at the girl with a scowl.

"We don't."

The girl just laughed with her friend, another rabbit who stared intently at the scene from behind her.

"Look. I'm guessing you're new here so I'm going to excuse you this time but if I catch you in this seat tomorrow, you're going to find things very difficult here. Come on Bunnie."

The girl gave a smirk and sat down next to a silver hedgehog near the back of the class along with Bunnie at her side.

Cream leaned close to me and whispered in my ear.

"That's Mina Mongoose. She's got a nasty side to her so it's best to just stay away from her but that doesn't mean that you need to get pushed around by her either."

She then pulled away and talked at a normal tone.

"Stick with me and I'll show you how things work around here."

Have I just made a friend?

I was bewildered at the thought of having someone to hang around in this mysterious place. My anxiety had turned into excitement. I grinned widely at her and chuckled a little.

"Alright. That sounds just perfect."

Sonia was right. It's not nearly as bad as it seemed outside!

And there you have it. Amy has just started high school and possibly at one of the worst times! She's still processing what happened with her father and all of the other girls. At least now she seems to be off to a good start with our new characters, well with one of them at least! Anyway, please don't forget to review, it means a lot to me and tell me what you thought of this new chapter.

Thank you for your continued interest in my story! More to come…

- DarkRose