A/N: hey guys! this is my 1st fanfic. so be gentle, please? enjoy :]
Disclaimer: i don't own Sonny With A Chance :[
If you haven't already heard, I'm Tawni freakin Hart.
And I've been in this business since diapers.
When you've been in the Hollywood as long as I have, you learn a few things. Where to shop, where to eat, and who to know, that is if you don't wanna be eaten alive out here. You learn the difference between who's there for you and who's there for appearances. You have to grow tough skin, see past all the glitter and plastic surgery.
There are a lot of rules out here. And being me, I've broken a few, in style of course. But there's one golden rule for every girl that enters this town; any girl that doesn't want to be on a "Where Are They Now?" special anytime soon at least. And that specific rule? Never, and I repeat, never, fall for the three named devil.
Chad Dylan Cooper.
He's the Hollywood playboy, and oh does he know it. Never tied down, always has some new girl on his arm. He always knows exactly what to say to make any girl melt, which he uses to his fullest advantage.
I've seen it happen before. Girls enter Hollywood with a promising talent. Good actress, decent voice, pretty face (But not as pretty as mine, of course!). Then at some movie premiere, celebrity birthday bash, whatever it is, they meet him. And oh god, I swear on my Coco Mocho Coco lipstick, they never had a chance.
That perfectly tousled hair? He's perfected it. That signature smirk that says what a hundred lines couldn't? His birth given talent. And oh those gorgeous blue eyes. His secret weapon.
I watched many a new starlet fall for The Chad Dylan Cooper Corner.
Step one, he uses that smirk. It doesn't matter if he's right next to her or on the other side of the room. He lures them in with that smirk.
Step two, he delivers the line. Something totally cheesy, but when it's Chad Dylan Cooper, it doesn't really matter, does it? My personal favorite is, "Can I take a picture of you? So I can show Santa what I want for Christmas." He's gotten lots of swoons for that one.
And then finally, step three. He looks you in the eyes with his secret weapon. And you get lost. He's got you cornered. Then the rest is hook, line, and sinker. 3 steps. One for each of his names. Can't say it's not effective.
Such a pity for the girls though. They fall for his inexplicable charm, because of course, who wouldn't? But after one date, or if she's lucky, two, he's done. Finished. Gone. Lost Interest. And then he moves on to the next target.
Almost makes you sick doesn't it?
So where does Tawni Hart play a part in this? Oh, well it's simple you see. And I'll never admit it but….I broke the golden rule. I fell for Chad Dylan Cooper.
A/N: so what do you think? reviews are appreciated! :] thanks.