Summary: What really happened on episode 17? What really caused Sonny to suddenly feel such a strong attraction to Chad? WHAT DID HE DO?

Most of this story is going to be in Chad's POV. They might act a little OOC, but if it's too much, tell me, kk?

Sorry I Don't Have a Title for This Yet! Any Suggestions? (Yes, this is the title. For now.)


Hello.

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Well, let's get to the point here.

I, Chad Dylan Cooper, have a problem. And you know what that problem is? Wait, no. I wanna tell... Wait, actually, it'd be more fun if you guess, but... NO! It's my problem and I wanna discuss it! Oh, but it's going to be so awkward... Do you wanna try guessing? You get three tries... two? Actually, no! Wait! Shut up! I'm telling the story here! As you can all see, I'm stalling to buy time so I don't have to tell you what I'm worried about because I'M ACTUALLY A BIG WEENIE WHO CAN'T TELL SONNY MUNROE HOW I TRULY FEEL.

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Ok, that was so not me. That was so not the insane little voice at the back of my mind that keeps reminding of Sonny Munroe and that is going to explode soon if I keep keeping these obvious feelings inside.

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Yeah.

See what I have to deal with? Now that is a real problem.


Okay, so the problem is, well...

I don't even know where to start.

Firstly, Sunny Munroe, this girl I apparently "have feelings for" (So says the back of my head, where the insane little voice is residing), she doesn't care about who I am. She doesn't want to take advantage of my fame, money, or my...dashing good looks. (Flips hair and winks at the mirror)

She just wants to know me for who I am, and tries to get to know me and be friends, no matter how horrible or mean I am to her.

AND I AM SICK OF IT!

Why can't little Miss Nice-and-Perfect be fazed by anything? She's never sad, always optimistic, and it's annoying, because I guess that's why I'm so attracted to her.

What is my problem? Why am I so obsessed over this? Why am I so attracted to -

Well...

Um...

I think I just answered my own question there...

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Maybe that insane little voice isn't so insane after all.

It's still annoying though.

Because now, I feel even worse! Now I know how I actually feel about Sonny Munroe, and because the Chad side of me is so cool, I would never admit it to myself, so now I have to tell her, but I can't! And the other side of me is really craving an egg salad sandwich right now, which reminds me, and brings us back to the topic of You-Know-Who, Sonny can make a KILLER egg salad sandwich. She knows just how I like it; triple decker with no crust and cut into halves and with just the right amount of mayo, and... and... SHE KNOWS ME SO WELL! SEE HOW PERFECT WE RE FOR EACH OTHER? WE WERE MEANT FOR EACH OTHER! WE'RE SOULMATES!

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And there goes the insane part again.

Ugh! God, I'm so uncool.

Why can't I just say it?

Will. You. Go. Out. With. Me.

Just seven little words! Wait, no... Six! And they're all 4 letters and under.

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Okay. I just reread that last paragraph and realized how much like an idiot I sounded.

You know, the paragraph with the egg salad sandwich.

Since it made absolutely NO sense. I don't even get what I was saying.

I think I might be losing my mind.

CURSE YOU SONNY MUNROE!


Okay, so I told you about my dilemma last time, and now I need to find a way to fix it. Me and my brain (Including the insane part, a.k.a. the Sonny obsessed part) had had a lot of time to think between rehearsal, shooting, break (which is always when I go to see the Randoms, or namely, Sonny), class, and lunch break (which I also use to go see the Randoms, but usually, at lunch, I take my time to see the other Randoms too, not JUST Sonny. Though I just make sure I always take the shortcut to the lunchroom, which is coincidentally through Sonny's and Tawni's dressing room).

These are the solutions we came up with:

1. Push Sonny off a cliff, and she's out of our life forever.

(Our? There's just me and my brain here. Who else? Don't tell me... MY BRAIN HAS A BRAIN OF ITS OWN? Ok, ok, CDC, chill, concentrate. Now you're just being ridiculous.)

2. Ask her out.

(Are you kidding? Whenever I just get near her, I can't think. I lose all train of thought, what with her soft-looking skin, soft-looking hair, soft-smelling scent, and soft-looking lips...

And her smile. You can never forget Sonny Munroe's trademark smile. It's like my trademark smirk! I never do anything or go anywhere without it. It's even copyrighted! )

3. Wait for HER to ask ME out.

(Seriously? Innocent little Sonny would never even think of going out with somebody right now. I don't think she's had another date since the James fiasco, and even if she were interested in someone, she would never make the first move. Why? How do I know? Because she's just Sonny. You can't really describe what Sonny does, you just know, when you know her as well as I do.

Anywaaayy...

Would she date anyone else? Because honestly, all I hear from her is how much she loves her best friends, how well they treat her, how great her career is and how lucky she is to have this job.

Ah, yes. This is MY Sonny. So compassionate, empathetic, nice, gentle...

Oh my god.

WHAT'S HAPPENING TO MEEEEEE!)

4. I...don't really have a number 4...

Me and my brain get distracted really easily.

(Hey! Don't blame me! Blame Sonny! She just walked right past us while we were working on this list, and... and...

Then she waved hi, and gave me one her heart wrenching, beautiful, Sonny sunny smiles (the ones that kept reminding me that if I didn't make my move fast, I would never be able to have her), and that was it. I was lost. I was entranced and I completely forgot about...

Um...

What did I forget about again?)

Okay, that last part was incredibly cheesy and disturbing. It was completely not me, not Chad-like enough, and "heart-wrenching, Sonny sunny smiles"?

Oh my god.

I'm gonna puke.

SOMEONE GET ME A BUCKET!

Bleh. :p

Yeah, so this is the first part of the story, and I swear, this time, I'm actually working on the second one. Not that I'm not working on my other stories too, but I just have writers' block. I just work better when I'm typing on my phone in bed at 1 in the morning when I should be sleeping, but can't sleep. Shhhh! Don't tell.

Again, I was typing this in the middle of the night, so there might still be mistakes. If something doesn't look right, or something doesn't fit in, PM me, or preferably, you can tell me in a review. Because then you can tell me at the same time what you think of my story.

Wow. This is a really long authors' note. By the way, I could use some feedback. You can tell me what you don't think is right, if I should change my writing style, or you can give me suggestions for my story. Just, please, don't be too harsh. The first flame I got really hurt my feelings, and I just kinda quit for a while after that, but now I feel horrible about it. I agreed with that person, because honestly, my writing isn't the best, but I'm trying. He/she could've just put it in a slightly less harsher manner.

Sorry! I don't blame you if you end up complaining about this incredibly extremely long author's note. I use a lot of run-on sentences. Any advice?

FUNFACT! THIS FIRST CHAPTER OF THE STORY WAS ORIGINALLY THREE SEPARATE ONES! *GASP*