Chapter 1

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Shade's P.O.V.

I blow my bangs out of my eyes but they just go right back in. I sigh in frustration. I walk to Math class. I sit in the far back right corner. I plop down and start drawing in my notebook. This class is so easy I don't pay attention and I still pass with flying colors. I used to be home schooled until I convinced my mother to let me go to high school or else college will be that much harder. We just got back from Christmas Break and I'm doodling mindlessly. I look at my drawing. In a heart with an arrow through it is my best friend Betty's name. I flip the page and blush. I drum my fingers on the desk. "Hey Shade!" Betty says sitting next to me. Betty's a black cat with vibrant red eyes. She's wearing her usual white, tight, low cut, elbow length shirt, red leggings, and knee length white boots. She smiles at me. "Hey Betty." I reply with a smile. I have a big crush on her but I can't tell her. It would ruin our friendship. Her older sister is best friends with my brothers girlfriend Kitty. My brother Henry is in Möbius University with the school mascot a blue hedgehog my parents say is Sonic. Sonic is my parents best friend but I know him as my Uncle. Betty's mom is best friends with my mom. Her name's Blaze and her husband is Silver. Her older sister, Cheryl, is four years younger than Kitty but they still make it work. Cheryl is a silver hedgehog with lime green eyes. She's a senior this year. Betty is also very smart and doesn't really need to pay attention either. We just do the homework.

I start doodling. I draw a my guitar. It's black and white. I'm a guitarist. "So, how's the guitar playing going?" Betty whispers. "Pretty good. I wrote a new song." I whisper back. The teacher, Mr. Dull, is an old, grey dog who's hearing is very good. "Cool. Do think I could come over and listen to it?" she asks. I nod and make finishing touches to my guitar. I'm a good artist but my passion is the guitar. I like both but I want to be a professional singing artist and play my guitar. That's my dream right now. I sign my name at the bottom in cursive. Shade Rose. The bell rings and I get up and go to my next class. The day drags on but finally the final bell rings. I go to my locker and go outside. I wait for Betty. She walks out and we start walking home. My parents use to have this huge house but sold it to my Aunt Maria and Uncle Ric when they got married fourteen years ago. Now we live in a plain two story, four bedroom house with three bathrooms one on each floor including the basement. We have a kitchen, dining room, T.V. room, and a living room. I sleep in the basement in a big room. The T.V. rooms to the left of it. The staircase goes into the T.V. room. Our house is squarish and tan. It has a rich, dark brown roof. Betty lives in the house next to us to the right. It's identical to ours. They both have two garages. One of ours is for the cars and the other is for me to practice in.

We walk into the house and set our stuff down. "Mom! I'm home!" I call out. "I'm in the living room Shade!" my mother, Amy, calls out. I walk into the living room with Betty. I see my mom who hasn't aged in years. She looks of the age of a twenty year old. "Hey Shade. Hey Betty." mom said casually unaffected by Betty's presence. "I'm going to play my guitar for Betty in the garage." I tell her. She nods. "Okay. I'll let Blaze know she's here." mom says picking up her phone. Mom's quills are long and reach her waist. I walk into the garage Betty trailing behind. I grab my guitar and tune it. I look at my music sheet and start playing a nice slow tune. "*sings* (Verse 1) I see you walking past me. You make my heart beat. I'm crazy for you. When you look at me with those precious eyes my heart melts. Youre so nice and sweet I don't think I deserve you. You make me crazy for you!" my playing gets crazy." (Chorus) You make me crazy for you. My heart beats a mile per hour. I can't help it. I'm crazy for you. I still get baffled by your beauty. I yell at you when I'm angry yet you forgive me instantly. Oh you make me crazy for you." my playing gets slow and nice again. "(Verse 2) You're patient with me when I'm eager. You're eyes shine when you're excited. My heart beats faster. Your kindness knows no bounds. It's too much for me to ignore. How could I not fall for you? I'm crazy for you!" my playing goes wild again. "(Chorus) You make me crazy for you. My heart beats a mile per hour. I can't help it. I'm crazy for you. I still get baffled by your beauty. I yell at you when I'm angry yet you forgive me instantly. Oh you make me crazy for you. (Bridge) How could I not fall for you? You're everything I want. You're smart, you get me, you're nice, you're kind, you're funny. Being beautiful is a bonus. You're perfect fir me and I'm perfect for you. I'm crazy for you! (Chorus) You make me crazy for you. My heart beats a mile per hour. I can't help it. I'm crazy for you. I still get baffled by your beauty. I yell at you when I'm angry yet you forgive me instantly. Oh you make me crazy for you. I'm crazy for you. For you. For you. I'm crazy for you. For you. For you. Yeah I'm crazy for you! *stops signing*" I pant. Betty starts clapping. "You have a voice of an angle and play like a rock star. So, who did you write the song about?" Betty asks. "What do you mean?" I ask praying she doesn't find out it's about her. "I mean you don't just write a song that good without it being about somebody. So who's the lucky gal?" Betty presses. "I don't know what you're talking about." I state crossing my arms and blushing lightly. "Please Shade. I see the blush on your cheeks. I can tell you're lying." Betty says proudly. "I can't tell you." I say giving in partially. "Why not? Please tell me. I can keep a secret. Just tell me who she is. Please. Oh pretty please." she begs. I'm getting very annoyed by her persistence. "I can't tell you 'cause it's you!" U blurt out angrily. I cover my mouth. "It's about me?" Betty asks in disbelief. My ears go back and I hang my head. Betty hugs me. "I like you too." Betty says giving me a warm hug. I smile and hug her back. "Betty, will you be my girlfriend?" I ask her. "Yes Shade. Of course I will." Betty answers. I smile even more. Could my life get any better?

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