After her last date, Amy was very puzzled by the look on the face of her guardian. The boy having bailed on her, so that she was soon alone with just the guardian, his look was rolling around in her head.

So the next day, after she showers and gets ready for school, she pauses to look at him, speaking to him quietly in her bedroom. "Um... was something wrong... last night?" she asks, just blurting it out.

The girl, with wide hips and a modest chest, is dressed as she usually is for school. Wearing a long hemmed, casual dress, and flappy sandals, she's dressed for comfort. Her long, black hair tied in a pony tail, as her large, brown eyes stare up at the ancient being following her around.

"Don't worry it. I was just thinking about something. It has nothing to do with you." Sonic lied, but made it seem as if he was telling the truth. He honestly didn't like what she did with every guy who acted nice to her. It made him sick to his stomach. But, he didn't want to tell her the truth as he feared her rejection. He was her guardian demon, not her lover. At least, he wasn't supposed to be.

The young lady is pretty hungry for attention. With her body built the way it is, a fair number of high school age boys won't even give her a second look, given how they compare her with the girls they see on the Internet.

The day at school is pretty ordinary. She's mostly just paying attention in class, and doing the things she needs to do. However she is the recipient of some flirting at lunch, which makes her blush and giggle. The boy, Brandon, another athlete who may have heard a rumor about her, clearly has one thing in mind.

So, at the end of the day, she's walking home, backpack on, and looks to to her guardian. "I wonder if I should go out with him."

"You say that about every guy. Maybe lay off the dates for a while?" The blue furred guardian demon suggested. Sonic was thinking just about every insult you could call a woman, but he didn't say them out loud. He was also annoyed with the leaders of the guardian demons for pairing him with her. There were multiple reasons for this, but he had to keep these reasons to himself.

Biting her lip hard, the demon's charge looks at him with a faint blush. She stops abruptly, and turns to face him. One hand on her shoulder, supporting her backpack strap a little extra, the other reaches out to touch his elbow, as she walks up to him.

Quietly, she looks into his eyes, and asks "You really seem bothered... are you stressed?"