*** Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Sonny With A Chance. ***

"Fine!"

"FINE!!"

"GOOD!!!"

"GOOD!!!!"

Sonny slammed the door to her dressing room shut, infuriated by Chad's obnoxious behavior. She stomped around the empty room, trying to forget the pointless argument she was once again dragged into. They had been working in the same studio for almost seven months now, and still Chad and Sonny could not make peace between them.

"He's so immature," Sonny told herself. She could not even remember how their fight had started, though it didn't really matter. It always ended the same way: both of them yelling, trying to get the last word in. She was tired, and irritated that Chad was able to make her so upset.

She slumped down in her chair, finally claming down. She was fed up with Chad, and his hot and cold attitude towards her. If he really cared about her, he should just spit it out rather than forcing Sonny onto an emotional roller coaster. Her mind refocused, and she was able to think more clearly. She sat silently, thinking back to all of the aggravating times they had shared.

"I'm done with Chad," she declared into the mirror, "and he's done messing with me."

"What about Chad?" Tawni asked as she waltzed into the dressing room. She eyed Sonny curiously, telling that she was upset. "Lemme guess," she ventured. "The usual 3:00 quarrel?"

"More like the last one," Sonny said, finally standing up and pulling herself together. "I'm not talking to that jerk anymore."

She knew how Tawni would react, and so rather than waiting for her answer, she opened the beige wooden door and walked out of the room.

"Hey Sonny," a voice spoke from the hallway. Sonny spun around, thinking Chad had come back for round 2. There, leaning against the off-white wall, was James Conroy. "How have you been?"

Sonny couldn't believe her eyes. After their scene with Tawni and Chad, she had thought he would be gone for good. "What are you doing back at the studio?"

"My character's a regular on Mackenzie Falls now. I robbed another bank," He laughed and gave her a slight wink, "and I realized I never got to thank you for teaching me that lesson a while ago." He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving Sonny's face.

Sonny was flabbergasted. "Thank me? You're not furious with me?"

He chuckled, and took another step closer. "Actually quite the opposite. I was wondering if maybe you would consider giving me a second chance and coming out with me tonight? What do ya say?"

Sonny looked into his eyes, searching for the player she knew before. She was unsure she would be able to trust James again, and she began to open her mouth to say no.

Suddenly Chad came around the corner. Seeing them together, he stopped dead in his tracks. "What are you guys doing?" His voice was cool and emotionless, not that Sonny would expect anything more from him.

Her face grew hot, with anger, she assumed, so she turned back to James quickly. "Pick me up at 8," Sonny smiled. She pecked him quickly on the cheek and strode away from the pair. She quickly reached the end of the hallway and disappeared around the corner. Sonny never looked back, but if she had, she would have seen two boys: one smug and confident, the other shocked and heartbroken.