Blindfolds

It was a long day at Condor Studios. Everyone had no work to do. It was one of those boring days where you just want to go hang yourself because the day never seemed to end.

But not Sonny Munroe.

To her, long days are the best. Why? Because she gets to play her favorite game: Blindfolded tag.

It was pretty simple; the one that's "it" puts on a blindfold, tries to chase the other people playing, and the one that has been tagged becomes the one that's "it", and the cycle goes on and on.

A certain bubbly Wisconsin-ette skipped to the famous Prop House to greet her friends – and Tawni – and ask them to accompany her in playing blindfolded tag.

"Hey guys! Since we don't have that much to do today, how about we-," Sonny started but was cut off by her blonde cast mate.

"No."

"Aww, Tawni, why not?"

"Because, the last time we played the horrible game, I slammed into a lamp post!"

"Yeah, but…what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, right?" Sonny tried to offer a small, hopeful smile, but it soon faded when Tawni only frowned.

"No, what didn't kill me GAVE ME A CONCUSSION!"

"But-"

"No. And besides, I have a hot date later."

"Oh, really? Who?" Nico asked who had a weird, jealous look in his face.

"Some hot guy named-," Tawni looked at the piece of paper in her hand. "-Rick."

"Sounds like a loser," Nico muttered to Grady beside him quietly. Grady nodded absentmindedly, looking at the TV screen. He was watching Teen Gladiators. There were specials guests – girl guests.

Tawni glared at him. She found his jealously endearing, especially since she may have the tiniest crush on him, but she doesn't date losers. So, Nico thinking that she'd settle for less is a little offending. "For your information, Nico, Rick happens to be really hot. And smart. He wrote a book!"

Nico grumbled and leaned back on his chair. Sonny and Zora watched the two bicker. The two smartest Randoms rolled their eyes.

"Don't worry, Sonny. We'll join you," Grady reassured her. She smiled brightly and excitedly at him.

And as if on cue, Chad Dylan Cooper in all his Chadness sauntered into the room. Even though he's had some bad memories there – the rat – he never failed to visit his favorite enemies.

"Join what?" he asked.

They looked at him, startled by his presence. Sonny rolled her eyes and said, "A game."

"What game?"

"A game."

"Like what game? Pin the tail on Cloudy or something?"

"No! Blindfolded tag!" Sonny informed him happily. "Wanna join?" Even though Chad was, well, Chad, they still needed another player. For maximum awesomeness, Sonny thought.

Well, at least that's what she keeps telling herself.

Chad pretended to think for a while, then finally said, "Fine."

"Aww, come on, Chad! We need another player and you're the only one we can find on such short- Wait, did you just say yes?"

"I'm pretty sure I did."

"Oh." Sonny looked at her feet. "Then, uh, meet us at one in the parking lot."

"Okay. Alright, Randoms, Chad's gotta go. I have more important things to do than conversing with…you people." Chad strutted out of the room, putting on the shades that none of them noticed he was carrying. Once he was out of the room, an evil little smirk graced his lips. Perfect, he thought.

Sonny looked at herself on her vanity mirror. She was wearing a yellow tank top and denim cutoffs. She put on her favorite yellow flip-flops and tied her wavy brown hair into a ponytail. Sure, the short shorts and tank that revealed a little wasn't necessary, but…there was a special guest. She wanted to look extra special and extra pretty.

She grabbed her iPod (R.I.P. Steve Jobs) and turned it on to pass the time. She scrolled past a couple of songs before she found the right one: How We Do This

Chad released the song a year ago. Sonny couldn't help herself, so she bought it for free at a website that was a little questionable.

I'm good to be on my own
Keeping my heart shut down
If I don't go there, I won't get hurt
But the pretty girl said
"If you never ever gonna get hurt again, are you ever gonna feel another thing my friend"
And I like the way she talks

And I la la la la like the way she spins my world around
And my ha ha ha ha heart's good for one more kick

So how do we do this
Cause I believe you're worth it
How do we do this
What to take, and isn't gonna break me down
I found, that nothin can come from nothin
So you better come round, I'm down
How do we do this

So tell me get ready cause things are gettin' heavy
And I don't wanna fall apart
Cause spending time with you was all I wanna do
You know, It's scary givin up your heart
But you give me that something, been waiting so long
And I make you smile, that's why I wrote this song-

Okay, so Sonny was a little jealous of the girl he wrote the song for, but hey, she helped him make a great song, so…

She played the song a couple of times before she fell asleep. She was awoken by a knock on her door. Sonny shot up and quickly turned off her iPod, hiding it in case it was Chad. His head's already as big as her Aunt Molly's mole, no need for it to blow more out of proportion.

"Sonny?" she heard a deep male voice call. Crap. She overslept!

"Coming!" she hollered. Sonny quickly raced to the mirror, fixed her hair and clothes. She applied a small amount of waterproof makeup, hoping that it looked natural.

"Sonny!" Chad screeched. "No one make Chad Dylan Cooper-"

"Shut up, Cooper! I'm coming!" Sonny ran to the door. She politely smiled at the boy – ahem, man – in front of her and smirked as she saw him gape like a fish.

"Didn't your mother tell you, Cooper? It's rude to stare."

Chad regained his composure and said, "Psh, no! I was, uh, I was looking at the floor… It's, uh, it looks soft…"

"Um, Chad, I'm pretty sure cold, hard cement is not soft." Sonny smirked.

"Well, I-I… Get over it, okay?" Chad then stomped out of the room. Sonny rolled her eyes and followed him out to the parking lot.

She found Zora, Grady, Nico, and – surprisingly – Tawni.

"Tawni? What are you doing here? I thought you had a hot date?" Sonny asked, raising her an eyebrow.

Tawni glanced at Nico, and managed to stutter out, "W-well, I… He wasn't good enough for me! Yeah! He was too…boring…"

Sonny rolled her eyes and then looked at Chad. "Ready for this, prep?"

"Ready to lose, Alison?"

Sonny glared at Chad, and he glared right back. Zora rolled her eyes, seeing the playfulness in both of their eyes. Brown met blue. It was like they were staring more than glaring.

"Okay!" Zora shouted, breaking their concentration. "Look, let's make this game, for once, normal, okay? No more lamp post-bumping from Tawni, no more shoving from Nico, and no more tickling with a feather from Grady. Oh, and no lip-locks from Channy over here."

"And no more snakes from Zora," Sony added. "Wait, lip-locks?"

"Kissing, making out, etc.," Zora answered.

Sonny and Chad rolled their eyes. Let the games begin.