Chapter 2
Author's note: Hey! Sorry to end the last chapter like I did but I need to think out this concept. I also apologize for any grammar issues. This is my version of a speed-run fanfiction. Let's get into it shall we?
After Justin wins the tournament, they announce dances. "Oh Jeez". I think. Most of the time I sit back and watch but what the heck, it's not like too many people will remember. In about 5 minutes, Kaz already had a partner. Van had one soon enough as well. For a while it was actually a decent mix of songs. I noticed Amy all alone. Okay, I don't know why I am telling you this, but I may or may not have feelings for her. So after a mental debate, I decided to ask her to dance. I figured that it would be only the right thing to do. "Hey, Amy?" I asked. I was behind her, so she had to turn around. "Oh, hi!" she said rather surprised. "So, you wanna dance?" I ask, trying to keep my cool on the outside while trying to bottle up the nervousness inside. "Sure!" she said cheerfully. After about 10 minutes of dancing to a few lighthearted songs next to Amy, the nervousness melted away. Van and Kaz's partners had to go do something to keep this story on track (Watch it!) After that there was a break. When it was announced the next songs where slow dances, I had a mental war I my head. The same side that made me ask Amy in the first. After a cursory glance to locate the guys, all of which were busy, before I walked back up to Amy. But at this point, I knew what I wanted. "Hey, Amy. I don't suppose you want to quit now?" I say. "No way!" she says. Great, now my mind was really made up. Kaz was laughing about something. I noticed Justin was back with them on the south wall. It took all my willpower to keep rolling. The music started, and it was one of the most familiar songs to me. It wasn't popular by any means. I knew it because I created it myself. It was the Pixel Waltz. The three idiots where laughing their heads off. May I remind you, this is extremely unlikely in Justin's case. "Are you okay?" Amy said, genuinely concerned. I blinked, snapping back to reality. "Yeah, I'm all good." I managed to smile. The slow dance ended. "I need to rest. Will you keep going for me? I need to talk to Kaz real quick. Right then, because storyline, the two girls from earlier show up and start talking to Amy. I returned to the guys. "Nice dance Mitch! Enjoy it much?" Kaz said. "Just shut up. At least I had the courage to ask a girl to slow dance." I retort. That shut them up pretty well. Eventually, we decided to leave. We pulled Amy away. She looked a little pestered by the girls at this point. We got her away from them and left. Amy and trailed a bit behind the others. When she tripped and they noticed, I said, "you guys go ahead, I'll take care of her." They didn't object, for whatever reason. She pulled up the dress to just above her knees, to about where her skirts are usually at. "How bad is it?" she asks. She couldn't see because her eyes were closed. (Pain, duh.) "Would be lying if I said it looked good." I said. "I do always have some supplies for medical stuff on me. I had some gauze on me. The cut was pretty rough. Might as well have clawed her. Yes there was blood. I was able to use a tiny pad of gauze to clean it up. "Okay, this will burn for a couple seconds. You still good with this?" I ask while putting the ointment on the gauze. "Yeah, I guess." She said. "Sorry." I say. I then wrap it around the knee. (That was where the injury took place.) She made a sort of a hiss, but instead of blowing air out, it was in. She breathed deeply. "Good idea. That will help almost as much as your sleep tonight." After about a minute, I ask if she can stand. I mean, hurt knee, hurt balance. She makes it up and then makes a wrong move. I caught her in my arms. With a grunt, I lifted her upright. After that, she snapped out of her dazed-like state. "Thanks." She said with a smile. That cute smile. I just can never get over it. She no longer needed support, and we continued our walk to the van. We were crossing the street when a black car came right around the corner. It had no intention of stopping. It wasn't like it couldn't see us, the headlights where on. The last thing I remember was pushing Amy out of the way of the car. Then, just pain. I hit the asphalt and the car went right over my body. My vision was incredibly fuzzy. A bunch of sounds were around me. I couldn't tell what they were saying. All but one. There was one. "Don't die! Not now! Not ever! Then I couldn't te….." Then, silence.