Hey! Ummm... New story. Ha.

This story has been running around in my mind for the longest time. (See what I did there?) So, I decided to write it down.

The story is inspired by the song Spotlight by Jennifer Hudson. Kinda, but not really... I just like the title.

Writing all these romance stories makes me realize that I really need a boyfriend or that I'm just forever alone. Same thing.

So, now that I'm done blabbing about useless stuff you can read.

See you at the end of the page!

I have a crappy life.

Probably the crappiest life out of all lives.

And I know I really shouldn't say this considering I work on a hit comedy showand live the life millions of people dream of having. But I have a perfectly good reason.

Chad broke up with me.

Well, I broke up with him.

I honestly don't understand what went wrong. Everything was going great, until, we went out for ice cream.

That's when all hell broke loose.

"Chad, stop it." I giggled, trying to stop Chad's hands from tickling my sides any longer.

He smirked. "Not until you say it."

"Never!" I giggled even louder as his fingers moved more quickly against my skin.

"Say it." He demanded, his hand moving to my stomach, the place where I was the most ticklish.

I knew I wouldn't last much longer. "Nope!" By this point, my giggling had turned into full blown laughter.

I had to surrender. "Fine,'re the greatest actor of our generation." I tryed to say through my laughs.

In an instant, his fingers were no longer tickling me and mmy laughter had seized. "Happy?" I asked.

He smiled. "Very."

I sat up and smoothed out my shirt that had scrunched up during the process of the tickling.

I watched as he picked up the remote sat near Tawni's picture and turned the television on.

Some gossip channel was blabbing about how Brangelina was finally getting married.

I quickly tuned them out. "So Chad, wha-" I stopped talking when I heard Chad and I's name being said on the TV.

"Earlier this week Chad Dylan Cooper and his girlfriend, Sonny Munroe were spotted having dinner at the famous Beverly Hill's restuarant, Crustacean." (AN: Actual restuarant!) The female newscaster said.

The male newscaster nodded. "Yes, Ms. Munroe is a very lucky lady." I heard Chad chuckle next to me. "She looks familiar though have I seen her somewhere?" He questioned.

"Actually Ryan, Sonny is from a comedy show... So Random!, is it?"

I frowned. They didn't know who I was let alone my show. I was Chad's girlfriend and that's it.

"Ah, So Random!. I have to admit, I'm shocked. Out of all girls CDC chose her. Isn't she from Michigan?"

"Wisconsin." I muttered under my breath, as if they could hear me.

The female smiled fakely at the camera. "Yes Ryan, I think so." It actually kind of scares me , she hasn't blinked once. "I agree with you completely. What happened to the super models? The big time actresses?"

I could feel Chad growing uncomfortable next to me. I knew about his romantic past and frankly, it didn't bother me... you know, that much.

The ma-uh, Ryan rose his eyebrows. "You brought up an interesting topic, Megan. Remember Ashley Stark?"

Chad chuckled, nervously. "Ha, ha. That's enough TV for today." He said, reaching for the remote and turning the television off.

He sat up and faced towards me. "How about we go for ice cream?" He suggested. "No media, no fans, just you and me, Okay?"

I nodded. "I'd like that."

He smiled hugely, grabbing my hand and pulling me out to his car.

In five minutes flat, we were parked right inf ront of Icy's Ice Cream.

I watched as he stepped out the car and ran around to open my door for me. Such a gentleman, isn't he?

We were so close to the doors of Icy's when- " Ahhhh! It's Chad Dylan Cooper!" They came.

Two girls in their early teens ran up to us. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" One of the girls screamed.

"Chad can we take a picture with you?" The other questioned.

I groaned. "Actually girls, Chad and I are-"

"I'd love to girls."

I scowled. Of course, his fans always come first. No media, no fans, my butt.

I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for them to take the picture. A few seconds later, Chad returned.

"Come on." He smiled, ushering me into the shop.

I was still really pissed. "You're such an ass." (AN: Sorry!) I whispered, hoping he hadn't heard that. But unfortunately my luck isn't that good.

Chad shook his head like he hadn't just heard what I'd said. He cleared his throat."E-excuse me?"

I glared." I said, you're an ass." I repeated, crossing my arms. "You said just me and you. Not just me and you and some crazy fans!" I yelled, attracting the attention of some of the Icy's customers.

"But Sonny, you're my girlfriend and their my fans and-" I quickly cut him off.

"Yeah, that's it! I'm just your girlfriend and I'm so sick of it!" I continue, feeling like I'm about to cry any second.

"Sonny-"

"I've had it! All I'll ever be known as is Sonny Munroe, Chad Dylan Cooper's girlfriend."

In that moment, a single tear slid down my face.

"Sonny, I-" I cut him off again.

"Just take me back to the studio, Chad."

"Fine." He huffed, walking to the driver's side of the car, not even bothering to open the door for me.

To say the ride back to Condor Studio's was awkward is the understatement of the century.

As soon as we parked, I was already half way out. But before I shut the door, I said one last thing to Chad. " Oh, and since I'm just your girlfriend now I'm just your ex." With that, I slammed the car door and stomped off to my dressing room.

To bad I didn't stick around to hear Chad say, "But Sonny, you're so much more than that. You have no idea."

So, did you like it?

I need your opinion. Should I make this a two, three, or four shot?

Also, what do you think Chad should do to make Sonny realize she's way more than just his girlfriend?

Review please.

~ Diamond