Okay so I'm going on vacation tomorrow, but I'll be back with another chapter before school starts. Count on that. So here's the next chapter. As you can see, I have not abanded you. Thanks so much for the reviews guys! They were really awesome. I can't wait for more. Anyway, I do not own any Sonic characters. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: Mr. Sweet
Amy groaned when she opened her eyes. The light coming from her window was shinning bright. She threw off the covers. Sleepily, she got up from her bed. She walked out her door and downstairs, to the only bathroom the house contained. She turned on the facet easily, and splashed cold water on her face. Once she felt woken up, she walked back upstairs and opened her tiny closet. In it contained all the clothes she had. Basically, the clothes she made. Her mother couldn't afford to buy nice clothes from stores. They could barely keep a house, and let alone pay the bills.
She smiled wickedly, before pulling out a V cut light green long sleeve shirt and a mini forest green skirt. She had also pulled out a pair of black kitten heels, that Mina had lent her. In reality, she would have never been able to afford the heels. Luckily, she had very rich friends that didn't mind sharing clothes.
Why was she wearing an outfit that defined the rules of her personality? To give a special someone a run for his money. She was still wondering why Sonic acted like a normal guy last night at the game. Last night, she had finally come to a realization. Sonic was interested in her. And maybe not just as a toy. He was starting to get to know her. Even like her.
Also, by arriving at the school in a hot outfit, she would prove to people she's not a klutz. And that she doesn't usually fall off of benches. She could be as confident and pretty as anyone in the school. Also, she could make a statement that said anyone could wear spicy clothes and act like a total plastic. Anyone.
Amy gazed at her reflection, staring back at her in the mirror. She grinned in satisfaction when she saw the clothes hugged her curves perfectly. She noticed that her outfit especially showed off her bright emerald eyes. As she applied lip gloss in one hand, she used her free hand to call Cream. After a few rings, the high pitched, but sweet rabbit answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey Cream. It's Amy."
"Oh hey."
"Listen Cream. Can I get a ride today? My mom can't drive me."
"Sure!"
"So I'll meet you outside?"
"Totally!"
"Bye Cream!" Amy said, hanging up the phone, before Cream even got to chance to say goodbye.
"Now, how am I going to get past my mom?" Amy asked herself out loud. She turned her head towards the window. She bit her lip, pondering whether escaping through the window was a bright idea.
She finally gave in with a sigh. She opened her window and threw down her two jump ropes that wshe had just tied together. She made sure the knot was tight enough before she tied the top onto the window opener. As soon as she double checked for any mistakes, she climbed over the window and steadied herself on the rope. She felt her backpack slipping a bit, but that didn't stop her. She climbed down the rope, without looking down.
When she was about two feet from hitting the ground, she jumped off the rope and landed on her haunches. She slowly brought herself up to a standing position. She threw the jump rope bakc up, through her window. She turned around and started heading for Vanilla's, Cream's mom, car. It was a simple tan van, but a shiny one. Amy ran towards the car, quickly, so her mother wouldn't notice.
As the van door opened automatically, Amy climbed in and took the seat next to Cream. Cream smiled at her softly. Amy gazed over at Cream happily. Today, the rabbit was wearing a tan tank top that showed off her stomach and some skinny jeans with tan uggs. Amy whistled to show Cream she adored her outfit.
Cream flushed, but smiled. Amy looked over at the driver, Cream's mom. Cream's mom was beautiful. She had honey colored fur and long blonde hair. Her beautiful brown eyes matched her fragile, but soft featured face. She was beautiful. Amy gazed back at Cream and imagined Cream older. All she could picture was Vanilla. Cream was lucky she would look like Vanilla when she got older. Very lucky.
"Why hello Amy." Vanilla greeted sweetly, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Hi Ms. Rabbit." Amy said politely.
"I'm glad I could drive you two girls to school today, especially when I need to go to the post office afterwards."
"I should be thanking you." Amy said sweetly.
Vanilla chuckled as she pulled into Station Square High. She maneuvered her car into a parking space, but did not park the car. As the car door slid open, Amy and Cream jumped out. Vanilla waved to them before pulling away and driving away. Cream and Amy adjusted their backpacks on their backs before heading towards school.
"Amy, did you need a car ride so your mom wouldn't see you? I saw you climb down the side of your house." Cream pointed out. Amy grinned sheepishly.
"My mom would never let me out of the house like this." Amy said pointing to her outfit.
"Why are you wearing that?" Cream asked, a bit flushed for asking that question.
"To make a statement that says everyone can be a plastic." Amy tried to explain.
"Amy, I love how you always stand up for what you believe in." Cream said with admiration.
"Thanks Cream." Amy said as she held the door open to the high school, for Cream.
The halls of Station Square were filled with loud and chatty students; excited over the fact their football had won their first game of the season. And that homecoming is this Friday. Only two days left to get tickets, dresses, yahta yahta. Sure I wanted to go to the dance, but I didn't have a dress, or a date. And I only had two days left, but I also wanted to make a statement. What to do. I'll talk about it at lunch.
Amy and Cream walked down the hallways, averting everyone's glances towards them. Amy was used to it, so she kept smiling while Cream was flushing from all the attention. As the hallways broke into two different hallways, Cream, went right and Amy went left.
Amy walked over to her locker and put in her locker numbers. Her locker finally clicked open, allowing Amy to throw her backpack in it. She took out her chemistry books and then shut her locker. As she turned around a blue blur stopped right in front of her.
"Sonic, what a surprise." Amy said sarcastically.
Sonic just grinned at her attitude before taking her books. Amy looked at him curiously, but he just grinned back at her. Not a smirk, but not a smile. Different.
"Just thought I'd walk you to class in case you trip or slip on milk etc." He said. Amy rolled her eyes, but smiled.
Sonic looked her up and down and sighed. Amy raised her eyebrows at him. Before she could ask what's wrong, he opened his mouth to explain himself.
"Ames, why are you dressed like that?"
"Is that a new nickname for me?" I asked him, pressing my back harder into the lockers.
Sonic shook his head before looking around the hallway. His eyes lite up in anger when he saw everyone looking at Amy.
"What are you all staring at? Go look at your own property." He called out to all the viewers.
The watchers groaned, but did as they were told. They all turned towards each other to have their own conversation. Sonic, feeling good about what he just did, turned back towards Amy. She smiled at him, but rolled her eyes again.
"Property?" Sonic ingnored her comment.
"I don't like it when other guys stare at you like a piece of meat. So don't dress like that unless we're alone." He demanded, wagging his finger at her. Amy shrugged, but laughed.
"Now let's get to class." Sonic said as he held out his hand for Amy.
"Sonic wanting to go to class? I thought I'd never see the day." Amy said taunting him. He just grinned at her, before she took his hand. Sonic then sped off with Amy holding on for dear life.
His feet skidded to a halt, right in front of Ms. Hertz's classroom. Amy's body jolted forward, but she didn't fall because Sonic held her back. Amy brushed the dirt off her skirt and then looked at Sonic, who was smirking at her. Amy smiled before taking her books out of his hands and walking into the classroom. Sonic walked in right behind her.
Amy sat in her assigned seat at the front of her class. Sonic sat down right next to her. It was first time he had gone to class in a while. He wanted to make sure Amy didn't burn herself or kill herself with chemicals. She wasn't exactly graceful.
Otherwise, Sonic wouldn't be in class at all. Ms. Hertz didn't like him and he didn't like her. Ever since he came to this school, the mean teacher would always be punishing him for no apparent reason. She didn't feel the need to be nice, so he didn't show up to her class. What he was doing for Amy was a big sacrifice. A big one. But for her safety, he would do anything. He didn't know why, but he cared about her. Actually cared.
"Mr. Hedgehog, I see you've decided to actually show up. I guess I'll double the homework." She said bitterly.
"You know me. I love to push your buttons Hertz baby." Sonic challenged her.
"You can do it in detention today." She replied with a cold smile.
"Glad to." Sonic ended it.
"Are you crazy?" Amy whispered over to Sonic.
"No. She's just a bitch." Sonic said loud enough for the girls behind him to giggle. For the first time, he didn't wink at the girls swooning over him. It was just him and Amy.
"So when are you planning on leaving?" Amy whispered.
"As soon as you come with me." Sonic said with a small smile.
Amy glanced up at Ms. Hertz and then glanced at Sonic. She measured her options. Detention with Sonic or listening to boring old hag. Also, by leaving class she could make a statement that anyone could get in trouble. Well, that was what she would tell Sonic.
"Okay, but only to make a statement." Amy said with a smile.
"Whatever you say Ames." He said with a chuckle and a smile.
When Ms. Hertz wasn't looking, Sonic grabbed Amy's hand and her books before scooting out of the room quickly.
"Miss Rose, why don't you give us the answer?" Ms. Hertz asked as she turned around. She found two once filled seats, now empty.
"Where did Sonic and Amy go?" Ms. Hertz yelled.
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Sonic was running Amy all over the school, showing her every site possible. Amy was smiling and laughing. Sonic finally came to a stop when they were outside. The wind was whipping all of the colorful leaves around. The sun was hiding behind a huge cloud.
"Having fun?" He asked her.
"Totally." Amy said.
"Good." He said as he let go of her hand.
"So what brung on Mr. Sweet?" Amy asked him.
"Dunno actually. Amy, I wanted to ask you something." Sonic said as he grabbed her hand once again.
"Okay. Ask away."
"Not here. Hold on a sec." He said as he hoisted her on his back.
"Piggy back ride? I haven't had one of these in years." Amy said with a laugh.
"Hold on then cause you've probably never gone this fast." Sonic said as his feet kicked into running mode.
Amy clung onto his back for dear life.
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Sonic set Amy down carefully on the swing before giving her a push. Amy's legs started to swing up and down. Amy looked at her surroundings. The swing was attached to a white picket arc, with roses attached to it. There were flowers surrounding the area and there was river that crossed the grass. Amy took a deep breath and let it out. She then turned to look at Sonic, who was looking at her.
"Amy, I can't explain this very well, but for some reason I feel very protective over you. I really want you to be happy and safe, but I'm not sure why. I'm trying really hard for you to notice me." He said as he rubbed his neck. Amy's smile became wider.
"So I was wondering if maybe you want to come to Homecoming with me?" He asked her hopefully, looking into her eyes.
Amy's feet skidded to stop swinging. A look of confusion spread over her face. She hopped off the swing and kissed Sonic's cheek. She pulled back and smiled.
"Pick me up at 7?"
"You'll go…with me?" Sonic asked in a surprised tone.
"Sure. Why not." She said as she grabbed his hand.
"Yes!" Sonic said as he threw his fist up in the air.
"Can you wear a pink tie?" Amy asked him.
He looked at her and started laughing. He stopped when he saw the pout on her face.
"You're serious?" He whined.
"To go with my dress." Amy said as she kissed him gently.
"Fine." He said shortly. Amy laughed.
"Now, let's go to lunch." Amy said. Sonic grabbed her bridal style before kicking into his running mode again.
While Sonic was running, Amy couldn't help but wonder what she was doing. Sonic was a player. He used girls. So what made her different? She probably wasn't. She was just another toy. But somehow Amy convinced herself that Sonic really was a sweet guy on the inside. As long as she got to see that side, she would be okay. So she told herself.
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Sonic and Amy walked into the lunchroom, holding hands. The entire cafeteria whispered when they came into the room. Most guys stared at Amy's body and the girls stared at Sonic's.
"Guess we have a problem." Amy whispered in Sonic's ear.
"Not for long." Sonic said a grin.
"How many of you guys think Amy is hot." Sonic called out so the entire cafeteria could hear. A lot of guys chorused yes and yeah! A bunch of them hooted.
"Well, I've got some bad news for you. Ames is not hot, but beautiful. And my date to Homecoming." Sonic called out.
Some guys pouted, but Sonic's closest friends hooted and howled for him. He kissed Amy on the cheek to prove it. Amy flushed as she tried to hide behind Sonic.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Amy whispered to Sonic.
"I'm just telling the guys you're off limits." Sonic whispered back.
Amy whacked Sonic on the arm and walked towards her normal table. Sonic glanced after her and smiled. He joined his group at his table. While Amy sat down next to Rouge and Cosmo. All of them looked away when Amy sat down. Amy didn't notice until she asked Mina to pass the salt.
"Here." Mina said without looking at her, she handed her the salt.
"What's wrong with you guys?" Amy asked them.
"Us? What's wrong with you? You're going out with Sonic the hedgehog." Tikal blurted out.
"Yeah and I still don't see the problem." Amy said as she shook the salt onto her lunch.
"Hun, he's a player. He's going to break your heart and we don't want you to get hurt." Rouge said as she patted Amy's arm.
"He's not like that. He's different now. He's not perverted, but sweet in a romantic way. Guys, it's just one date." Amy said as she threw her hands up.
"Amy, we're trying to help you." Cream said gently.
"You know what guys? Don't. Because I'm happy and even if it lasts for only just a little bit, then fine." Amy snapped as she pushed her food away from her and got up from the table.
She walked out the door and slammed it behind her. Sonic's green eyes lite up in confusion. Without saying a word, he followed Amy out the door.
"Ames, what's wrong?" He asked her.
Amy was sitting on a hallway bench with her head in her hands. She was bent over and Sonic's eyes saddened at the site. He walked over to her and took a seat next to her. He tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up and smiled sadly when she saw Sonic. Unexpectedly, Amy threw herself at Sonic, into a tight hug. She then pulled away.
"What's wrong?" Sonic asked her with worry.
"My friends. They don't like you. Not one bit." Amy said, while biting her lip.
"Oh."
"But it's okay. I don't care what they think." Amy said, while looking into Sonic's eyes. She felt like she was lost in the two pools of emerald green.
Sonic pulled her out of her trance by grabbing her hand and kissing her knuckles. It sent a shiver down Amy's spine.
"Ames, I can't explain it, but you're different from all the girls that go here and I like that. I really do."
Amy smiled, and then stood up. Sonic followed her lead. He grabbed her by the waist and the two started walking down the hallway. They had detention to go to.
Wow. That was a lot of fluff. Too much or too little? I had to put some sort of chapter where Sonic was confused about his feelings for Amy. There will be more fluff in the next chapter. The Homecoming chapter. Stay tuned in for that. But for now, please review… to keep me writing!
-With Love, AnimeAddict2323232-
P.S. I hope everyone had a great Christmas or whatever holiday you celebrate. I shall write to you next year! Lol.