Crush: Channy!

HEY EVERYONE!

Well, this is my very first story which will be a multi-chapter. . . I'm not really good at this and I am very busy for the next two or three weeks. Anywayzzz, I might not update fast but I will try my best!

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LOLipopluvvah143: hmmm . . .

Police man: Mam, please cooperate and say those words we've told you to recite!

LOLipopluvvah143: Nevah!

Police man: You know you could get arrested by stealing a show. . .

LOLipopluvvah143: I wasn't stealing- Pfft, no! I was just . . . borrowing . . . *runs* you'll never take me alive! *then bumps into a wall, falls and gets dizzy*

Police man: *shakes head* tsk, tsk, tsk . . . Mam, we can do this the easy way or the hard way *his stick poking my head*

LOLipopluvvah143: *still whoozy* I give up, I don't own Sonny with A Chance and officer, if I DO go to jail, can I have two phone calls instead?

Police man: No, you're not going to jail and why two?

LOLipopluvvah143: One, I would have called my mother . . . And two, the ambulance . . . *faints*

OKAY HERE'S THE STORY!

Sonny's P.O.V.

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Are we good?"

"Oh, we are so good!"

I walked away to my dressing room and like a tape, I had a re-run of what just happened during 'the usual fight' between me and a Chad. I was just minding my own business or actually just walking down the hall and being all excited that I got an audition for a romance movie, which had some comedy of course, and then bumped into the jerk throb.

~Flashback~

"Watch it, Munroe!" Chad spat.

"Shouldn't it be me saying that to you, Cooper?" I glared.

He smirked. "Oh I AM watching" he winked.

"Ugh!" I rolled my eyes. "I don't even WANT to know what's in your huge 'ego-maniac' head."

He scoffed a laugh. "No wonder, you're on So Random! You're insults are lame . . ."

"At least I HAVE insults" I smiled triumphantly. But Chad didn't give up yet.

"Yeah right, I could even make the strongest dude here cry! Like maybe Mr. Condor" I saw his face turned to regret and shivered at the thought but I didn't mention that it was like suicide or something because it totally was!

Instead, I laughed. "Yeah, because of how terrible your insults are!"

He grimaced. "Whatever, Munroe"

Then, there was an awkward silence. All we did was just looking at each other's eyes; Blue mixing with brown. For me, it seemed like a nice combination- n-n-not that it means something! I would never like him!

"So . . ." Chad broke my trance.

"So . . ." I repeated while mirroring his blank expression. "I was given an audition for a movie . . ."

IDIOT! I wasn't supposed to say that to anyone! ESPECIALLY to Chad! He'd mock me if I don't get the part- not that I'm saying that I won't get in! But I'm not entirely sure.

"That's great . . ." He said. That surprised me; OH! I see, I guess it's gonna be one of Chad's 'moments' when he'd actually care.

"Ummm . . . thanks" I gave him a heart-warming smile; if he's rarely this sweet, I might as well take that opportunity.

And when I thought, things would get better, the nice mood vanished.

Chad grinned. "I meant that's great that you're going to be in a movie that I bet will NEVER even be released!"

And Chad Dylan Cooper is back. God, I wish he'd stop being bi-polar!

"Oh yeah? I will prove to you that not only So Random! will be number one but also my movie!"

"Fine!" Chad sneered. And etc. etc. . . .

~Flashback over~

And that's what our feud was about for the day!

I pushed my thoughts away about the three-named jerk throb and decided that I would rest for a while. When I got in to my/Tawni's dressing room though, my co-star was stomping her foot angrily and ignored my presence. She was crumpling a piece of paper.

"Tawni," I decided to know what's wrong. "What's that?" I asked, gesturing to the paper.

"It WAS a MASH game until it told me that in the future I will live in a SHACK! I would be married to 'hat boy' and have one child and a Chevy truck and the worse thing! My job will be . . . a janitress!" She whined and then she bursting with tears. "Wah! I want a Mansion! I don't want Nico, I prefer twins, I'd love a Porsche and I'm supposed to be destined to be a fashion designer!"

I rolled my eyes. That's typical Tawni! "But Tawn, first, this game isn't a fortune teller or something, second, why did you even put those things you didn't even like to be in the first place?"

She shook her head, as if I didn't understand. "Sonny, MASH is EVERYTHING! It tells your future and your destiny! And, I thought that I wouldn't land on them, I was too pretty for that!" she flipped her hair, making a point. Tawni and I aren't exactly the best of friends but we managed to cope with each other.

I sighed. "Sure . . . Whatever you say, Tawni"

She was annoyed at my uncaring expression. "You know what, Sonny? I think YOU should take the MASH game! We'll see if you wouldn't feel what I feel!"

I shrugged but nodded. "Okay"

Tawni got a pink stationary paper and got a pen; we sat down, facing each other, on the floor and crossed our legs.

"Ready?" she asks.

"Ready" I replied plainly.

After a few minutes of Tawni counting and crossing, we got the results.

"Okay," Tawni giggled. "So here's your future . . . One, you live in an Apartment, next you will have four children! Ha! That's gonna be hard! And then, you get a Porsche, which I am so jealous right now but kill you later for that, and lastly, you will be an actress"

I laughed. "How ironic could that be?"

"So . . ." Tawni grinned. "Do you wanna know who's gonna be your husband?"

I kind of forgot about that. "Well, who is it?"

Tawni smiled wider. "I guess you'd have to read it"

I sighed and took the piece of paper and then, something went inside my head. So, I folded the paper and placed it in my wallet.

"Hey!" Tawni exclaimed. "Why won't you open it?"

I smiled then shrugged. "I guess I don't wanna know . . . you know, maybe a surprise"

She laughed. "That is so stupid, Sonny! Just read it, come on! This guy is gonna be the love of your life; how can you not be interested in knowing?"

I looked down, staring at the floor. "Uh, Tawni, I will just go get some fro-yo"

"Fine" she sulked. I knew that she wanted to see my expression.

I got out of the room and went to the cafeteria. I DID get fro-yo but that wasn't the main reason I went there. I WAS curious about the MASH game about me and if Tawni saw my expression at the result of whom my 'truly beloved' might be, I bet she'd tease me. And so I got my wallet from my bag and took out the pink stationary paper.

"Okay Sonny . . . This is it . . ." I breathed in.

But when I opened it, to my surprise . . . Tawni didn't cross out the words of the guys! I groaned internally. I had to count and cross out the names myself.

'Let's see . . . James Conroy's out, Nico's out, Grady's out, and even that intern Hayden was out!'

And it all led to one Brunette boy with lovely green eyes and one very cure heartthrob!

Can you guess who it is?

Can you?

CAN YOU?

Well you can't because I was actually being sarcastic. I breathed in and read the name aloud.

"Hmmm . . . he has blue eyes- one sparkles, blonde hair, and definitely a jerk throb! It's Chad Dylan Cooper . . ." I frowned.

This is so wrong! I tried counting it again, in case I was wrong, but no, I had to be right. But Chad is . . . well CHAD! He's conceited, egotistical and ultra vain; he's the Mayor of Jerksville, Ambassador of Jerkslovakia! And worse of all, he has commitment issues! I don't even think he'd ever get married with that situation! But . . . he is sweet at times and has lovely blue eyes and a very cute smile- WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT? Oh who cares! I give up! Besides, who am I fooling? I'd better just admit it already. . .

"I, Sonny Munroe, likes Chad Dylan Cooper" I whispered. And a smile crossed my face and placed the paper back in my wallet.

'Maybe if I kept this, it could come true . . . And I guess this were the crush starts . . . '

SO . . . you Loved it? Hated it? Maybe'd it? Just push that button below and let me know! Oooh! That rhymes! Whew! Can't wait to write up Chapter 2! But I guess I'd have to wait if you can bear the story or not. . . And also, I'm sorry if you guys are banging your head in a wall or something if it was too horrible :O ! And thanks, I guess, if you liked it. . .

And, again, I will do my best to update or make this story better . . . Actually, I just made this up as I was typing nonsense :P . . . Have a great DAY/NIGHT!

Okay! Peace OUT! BABOOSHKIZZ! (Got this from someone)

Xoxo,

LOLipopluvvah143