CH4PTER 3.

Invisible must have left, because he stopped talking. I walked away from Shadow's house because I needed some time to think, and he locked me out of his house. Then, all of a sudden, I could feel the prescence of the faker.

"Woah!" The blue hedgehog spat, "Hey, watch out!"

He bumped into me. I had to brush myself to get the faker-feel off. I glared at him. "Watch where you're going!" I said with disgust. I looked at Sonic. "Hey, so how are you doing, pal?" "I'm not your pal. Let's get that straight." I told him. "Woah, I guess I caught you on a bad day then. You wanna go get a chili dog and talk about it?" Sonic had his usual annoying look on his face. "No, I hate chili!" I yelled at him. "Well what about just dogs then?"

He ended up dragging me to the chili dog stand. Bean the Dynamite Duck was behind the counter. He was throwing napalm on a chili dog. Sonic banged on the counter about 10 times. Bean finally turned around. He tossed the napalm-dog, which blew up behind us. Sonic ordered a chili-dog, as expected, and I ordered a salad.

Sonic recoiled in fear & disgust because as any SEGA fan knows, sonic hates vegetables and also then Bean handed us our food. Sonic crammed the whole chili dog into his mouth at once. I thought that was pretty gross because he had chili all over his face after that. "Man that was a good dog with chili on it!" sonic said enthusiastically as I rolled my eyes and started to at my salad. They didn't have any dressing so I just kind of ate the salad on its own. The salad was still good, regardless of the lack of salad dressing which I felt like would have made it great. "How is your icky salad?" The faker said to me, as I was discusted by his word choice and his hatred of salad. I thought back to the dressing I missed out on. I would have cried, but I didn't want that blue phony to think he was better than me. I feeling like my life is an empty bottle without salad dressing. Maybe an empty bottle of salad dressing…

We were at sonic's house. It was like Shadow's house except less sexy and it looked a little different. "Wait, why am I here?" I said confused.

"Because…" The faker said, "I saw your Zune."

I clutched the music player. I didn't see him do it ever. What a creep.

"I noticed your Crush 40 playlist, I too, wish to open my heart."

I saw him in a new light. He wasn't only the faker now, I realized he was the faker who was deep enough to realize the wonder of Johnny Gioeli.

''It's almost night" He said.