Finally a Sonamy story for you all!

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Ch. 1 The Awakening

"What if this world was perfect? No flaws. No corruption. No hate. Just a peaceful bliss. No worries. No fear. No judgment. Everyone was always happy and in harmony with one another. Envy would be but a mere whisper of what another world in another time was like. Hatred was a curse that blew through the soft wind. Danger was something around an invisible corner. No one would be hurt. No one would be sad. No one would be disappointed. Indeed a perfect world.

But what if this world was one that was not perfect at all? Instead it was one that pretended to be perfect but no one saw the cracks because it was not what they wanted to see. What if one person finally woke up and realized the true world that they lived in? Nothing was all peaches and cream. Everyone didn't love each other. Danger did exist in even the most innocent of situations. The knowledge of this imperfection could be the death of them. Deception is a cruel thing. Being deceived has the power to break someone. But they did not break. They did not become weak. They did not fall to the knees of death. Instead, they stood tall against it. They looked the grim reaper straight in the eyes and demanded to die without fear. For fear is the very thing that will be the end of a person. But the one question that lies behind fear is will you let it overcome you or will you stand strong? Danger is no stranger to this perfect world and it would do you all best to realize that very early."

My classmates stared back at me with widened eyes and gaping mouths. I could only smile back at them, amused by their amazed faces. This was their reaction every time I gave a speech in this class. My questions would pull them in, my scenarios kept them there, and my endings usually threw them right back into reality. The process wasn't very hard on my part but most of my classmates usually found what I did very hard. Even now, my teacher was staring at me with amazement that only people who look at leaders who have truly changed the world with. I could merely smile back bashfully at him before murmuring a thank you and returning back to my seat.

"Nice job, Ames," Alex murmured as I sat down next to him. I blushed as he kissed my cheek quickly.

"Thanks," I murmured back. As the teacher stumbled back up to his podium, I looked over to my boyfriend. He was staring at me, his dark brown eyes intrigued. Again, I smiled at him. He returned the smile, reaching out to caress my cheek softly.

"That was a very unique speech, Ms. Rose. Now, for the rest of you did not go, I want you to be ready to present your speeches first thing tomorrow," our English teacher said before the bell rang. All of the students rose up quickly and exited the room in disarray that I could only laugh at. I felt a hand intertwine with mine as I walked out the classroom. Smiling, I looked up at Alex. Again, he was staring at me but this time his eyes were a bit mischievous. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"No PDA, Rodriguez," I teased, shoving him away. A carefree laugh left his lips as he inched closer to me. He wrapped his muscular arm around my waist, pulling my side against his.

"Kind of hard to when you always look so damn beautiful. Can't we just skip lunch and make out in the janitor's closet, hm?"

"No. I'm hungry and plus I have to study for that chemistry test seventh period. You need to study too, mister. Accounting test at sixth, remember?"

"Remind me again why I let my parents coerce me into taking that class?"

"How about reminding yourself why you let your parents choose your courses for you."

"Mm, I think I'd like it better if you'd remind me." He pecked a kiss at my ear, causing me to giggle. We reached my locker where he landed a soft kiss at my lips before walking down the hall. I could only stare longingly after him. Alex Rodriguez was the only boy that has ever been in my life – romantically. Our parents were practically family to each other so we kind of grew up together. As kids, we did almost everything together. Go to the park, walk to school, sleep over each other's houses, etc. As we got older, of course, a lot more boundaries were put on us but yet we still somehow fell in love. He asked me out two years ago at the homecoming game. He was the quarterback of the junior varsity team and made an effort to make sure the banner said the words "Be my chica". Since I was a cheerleader at the game, I couldn't help but to already be hyped up and the question made me even more enthusiastic. Ever since then, it's been us two against the world. Well against most of it anyway.

"Amy," I heard my three best friends yell in unison. With a soft sigh, I turned around to look at the friends I'd also had since I was a little kid. Rouge was the one I had practically been born with. Our mothers went into labor together and then brought us home together. Since then, we have been inseparable. She was the complete opposite of me though. Instead of my shy, bashful, overwhelmingly intelligent persona she was loud, silly and thoughtless. She was also taller than me with softly tanned skin and a long waterfall of bright platinum blonde hair and bright blue eyes.

I met Cream and Silver when I was in kindergarten. Rouge had invited them to sit with us during lunch time and things just popped off from there. Cream was somewhat like me with her brains and shyness but she was a bit more boy crazy. She was gorgeous though. She had a head full of frenzied pale blonde curls, beautiful milk white skin, big caramel colored eyes and a tall graceful body. She was a lyrical dancer and the way she moved somehow attracted boys – in more ways than one. She was a real sweetheart although she liked to play off as the heartbreaker. Silver was the last in our group and happened to be the one friend that plays on the other team. Most of the girls in our school hate the fact that he isn't into them. He is very handsome. What with his almond colored skin, slightly slanted shaped light bronze eyes, and the body of a lean muscular athlete, who wouldn't want him to be in love with them.

I always found it a bit strange that we were chosen to be the popular crew of the school. While my friends were openly attractive, I felt like the ugly duckling. Even though I am deemed as the prettiest girl in school: I don't see what's so pretty about me. I'm not very tall. I'm barely over 5'1. My skin is a light bronze color due to my Hispanic background, my hair is a pale pink color and falls in long waves to my waist, and my eyes are a jade green that get darker in the sun. A bit too much if you ask me. I'm also not as skinny as my friends due to my height. My thighs are thick with muscle, my stomach could be flatter although my doctor says it's at its flattest, and my chest is a bit big for my size. I also like to wear glasses most of the time because contacts irritate my eyes. The fact that I of all people was deemed queen of the school had to be the most shocking thing that ever came with high school. I mean, sure, I was captain of the cheerleading squad, vice president of the junior student council and one of the stars in the drama club but that's only because I need all the help I can get for college. Plus I enjoy keeping myself busy. Still, this was my school life. Queen bee running things with her king at her side and their knights not too far behind them. From the outside it looked perfect but after a while, the only attention I like is from my four true friends.

"Hey guys," I greeted them with a smile. Cream wrapped her arms around me as Silver leaned against the other lockers and Rouge beamed with excitement at me. "Someone looks happy," I teased.

"I am. You will never guess who finally asked me out!"

"Don't tell her because it's already so obvious," Silver said, plucking Rouge playfully. She rolled her eyes at him. Yea, they were constantly arguing back and forth. If Silver wasn't gay then you would have sworn they liked each other.

"So I'm guessing Knuckles finally grew some balls and asked you out," I asked her. She nodded happily. Knuckles was Shadow's best friend and Rouge had liked him since middle school. It was obvious that he liked her too but he wasn't really the type of guy who really wanted to be tied down. We all knew it would happened eventually though. He flirted with her every second her got and practically acted as if she was his anyway. It was only a matter of time that he made it official.

"Yes! Oh my gosh, he came into homeroom with a giant teddy bear and a bouquet of rose! Then he got down on one knee and presented me with a necklace as he asked me to be his lawfully official girlfriend! Isn't that just the most romantic thing you've ever heard?"

"Yes. Especially when the guy has the IQ of a peanut," Cream said, her arms still around me. She liked to do that for some reason but not just to me. She also did it to Rouge and Silver too. For joke's sake, we were her whores and she was our pimp. Of course, we all know that technically half the boys in our grade are actually her whores. She just likes to play it off around us. "Just make sure you guys use protection. You can't be pregnant right now. We've got SATs to take in May and you need to put some light into that light bulb beforehand."

"Hey, there is light in here," Rouge replied, knocking on her head softly. Cream, Silver, and I shared a look before we all started to burst out laughing. Rouge glared at us and pouted but she knew that what she said was funny. Once our laughing fit was done, we finally made our way down to the cafeteria. I sat down first since my friends had to go in line to buy their lunches. Alex quickly came to sit down next to me. He smiled at me and pecked my cheek as he pushed a plate of fries towards me. I frowned at him.

"Alex," I started but he cut me off by kissing me softly. It was a brief kiss but it was enough to send butterflies to my stomach.

"It's Friday, Ames. Besides, you don't even need to lose weight. You're perfect."

"I guess," I murmured with a sigh. Alex smiled and kissed my temple. I ran a hand through his dark brown waves that curled at the nape of his neck as he began to peck kisses all at my cheek. Our school could care less about PDA so I guess it was a good thing since Alex couldn't stop kissing on me 99% of the time. Sometimes I enjoyed the affection while other times, I felt as if there was more meaning to him putting his lips on me all the time. I merely shook off the feeling and him before going to eat my fries. Our lunch table wasn't full at all but instead very exclusive. The only people who sat there was me, Alex, Rouge, Knuckles, Cream, Alex's friend Tails, Silver and Silver's boyfriend, James. Tails liked Abby but of course she liked to toy with him so I guess you could say we were all paired up. We always had the most hilarious conversations though. No matter what, we could always find something to laugh about. Honestly, laughs were exactly what I needed.

Later that day found me and Alex in my bedroom. I was finishing up a research paper on my laptop while Alex was lounging on my bed watching TV. My white husky, Ace, was lying at the foot of my bed. His big head was resting on Alex's ankles. My life at home could be said as perfect as well. I lived with my uncle and his wife who were very wealthy so we lived in this big house with my two twin baby cousins and the big ass husky that I got when I moved in. But Ace was my buddy. He was there for me when my parents had died. I had found him on the street when I was waiting outside for my uncle to come pick me up at the hospital and just decided to claim him as my own. He hasn't left my side since then. "What are you over there watching, Rodriguez," I teased Alex, turning in my office chair. Alex barely glanced at me.

"What's it to ya, Rose," he said as the ghost of a smirk appeared on his lips. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Who are you talking to like that? Don't make me kick you out this house, Rodriguez." Alex sat up, turning his dark eyes to me.

"I'm talking to you, midget." I got up out of my seat and walked towards my bed to my boyfriend. He raised an eyebrow at me. "What are you gonna do, Amy? Hm? Gonna try to beat me?"

"Oh I will beat you." He scoffed.

"Nice joke, Rose. Real funny." Before I could attempt to hit him, he grabbed my waist and flung me down onto my back. Before I could even try to push him off, he began to tickle me. I laughed loudly against my will. I wiggled under him as I tried to grab ahold of his hands. "Now what were you saying about you beating me? Huh," he taunted.

"Alex, this isn't fair."

"Is it?" He stopped tickling me, throwing his leg over me so that he could straddle my hips. He tilted his head at me and raised an eyebrow. He also grabbed my wrists in his hands and pinned my arms above my hand. "I think I win," he said with a big grin on his face.

"You cheated. You caught me off guard," I replied. He rolled his eyes.

"Mhmm, whatever you say." He then smiled at me as he leaned down towards me. I met him halfway to indulge us in a soft kiss. Immediately, I melted against my boyfriend's muscular body. I had always loved kissing him. His lips were so soft and they moved in a sweet harmony with mine. Even his tongue was sweet. I wrapped my arms around him, my hands getting tangled in his curls. I felt his hands squeeze my wide hips before starting to move up my shirt. I then started to get nervous. I knew that I wasn't ready for sex. Alex knew that as well. We had that talk a while ago. He had told me that he was going to wait for me but lately, it seemed as if he was trying to ease me into it. But I knew that he could try all he wanted – it still wouldn't change anything.

After Alex left, I wandered into the kitchen where my family was. Honestly, I loved living with my aunt and uncle. They were great people. Sure, my aunt may be a bit eccentric but she was easy to talk to and always supported whatever decisions I made. My uncle was pretty laid back but he was a health freak. It didn't really show in his personality much but he did have the buff body to show for it. Either way, he was very nice and was always there when I needed him. Then there were my two baby cousins, Juan and Marisol. Juan was one while Marisol was about 2 or 3 months old. I loved them to death and it was obvious that they loved me too. "Done making out with Alex already," my uncle joked as I leaned against the counter.

"No, he'll be back later. He'll probably climb through the window," I teased back.

"Honey, we might have to change the locks on the house." My aunt chuckled, shaking her head at my uncle. The one thing I especially liked about my aunt was that she looked a lot like my mother. She had the long pink hair, tanned skin, jade green eyes, and the soft, comforting voice. When I was younger, her appearance would help me adapt. At one point, I even began to call her mom. But she had me stop because she didn't want to take the place of my deceased mother.

"Hey, can I go take a quick walk," I asked. My aunt turned around with a raised eyebrow.

"Where are you going?"

"Going to visit mom and dad. Just for a second though."

"Amelia, it's late."

"I know. I'll be right back. I promise." My aunt sighed but nodded. I smiled at her before turning back around and walking towards the door.

"Just be home in an hour, we're having steak for dinner," she called after me.

"Will do!" I walked out into the breezy night and began on my way towards the cemetery. It was only a couple blocks down from my house so it was a pretty easy walk. As I walked, I contemplated on how everyone saw my life. It was almost perfect. I mean, I was popular, rich, dating my best friend and had true best friends. How could life get any better right?

I guess I was the only person who actually knew how imperfect it was. Maybe not even imperfect, it was just unreal. Things that happen in my life only happen in movies. Surely, something was going to come and ruin it. Then again, maybe the bad force already hit. I bit my lip as I came upon my parents' grave. They had died in a deadly shooting at one of my dad's charity events when I was about 7. I was there as were a bunch of other kids. We all saw our parents get murdered. We were all traumatized, of course, but over time we got over it. After sitting in support groups together for a couple years, we found it in ourselves to just be strong. If not for ourselves then for our parents and for what they wanted us to be. I promised my mom before she died that I would make her proud and I was still bent on keeping that promise.

Suddenly, I heard a slight rustle in the bushes. I turned towards the woods that lay beyond the boundaries of the cemetery. "Hello," I called out. "Anyone there?" I got silence in return. I heard a couple twigs snap behind me. I turned around quickly to see not a thing in sight. I hugged myself as the breeze blew again, more harshly this time.

"You know, I've never seen something so bright in a place so dark," I heard a deep, male voice say from behind me. I squealed and jumped back around. Standing next to my parents' tombstone was a tall, leanly muscular boy with glowing light green eyes and messy blue hair. Since it was dark, I couldn't make out a lot about him but I could tell that I didn't want to be near him.

"You should mind your own business," I snapped at him. He held his hands up as he chuckled softly.

"Whoa, someone is a feisty little kitten – even more fun to play with." He tilted his head. "What's your name?"

"I'm just gonna go," I said, feeling uncomfortable. There was a strange look in his eyes that scared me. Something in my senses was telling me to run as fast as I could and not look back.

"Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanted-"

"Goodbye," I said as I turned around and began to walk away.

"The name's Sonic by the way." I just continued to walk faster, determined to get as far away from the weirdo dude as possible. Seriously, who just comes to the cemetery in the middle of the night and talks to random girls. My stomach burned in disgust as I answered my own question. I looked back to see if he was following to surprise myself. There was no one standing in the cemetery at all.

I was alone.

Hello, so this story has been I progress for a long while but I was waiting until now to actually begin updating because I have a feeling it's going to be pretty long. But first, the question you all know and love:

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