Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story and the concept- Disney owns everything great in the world :'( This is a femslash fic between Alex and Sonny, so please refrain from any harsh words if this isn't your cup of tea. Thank you.
AN: This is my first story, ever; I've never really gotten around to writing down entire ideas. So forgive me for any rocky beginnings, enjoy.
Hate is a strong word, but Love is even stronger.
I always disliked celebrities. All they do is show up somewhere and expect the world to bow to them. They cause mass chaos everywhere around them and create stupid crowds of fans. The one particular celebrity I am hating on right now is a one miss Sonny Monroe. Ugh with the fake 'oh look at me I'm miss sunshine mc sunny pants' persona. I just- ugghh- it's so annoying and inconvenient.
See I was just minding my business today to go the my local me-time hang out, Barnes and Nobles , and have me some nice hot coffee with a warm brownie all while enjoying the comfort of reading. Ha it sounds like I actually read, pfft that'd be a lie, I only come here since my best friend works here and I get free Starbucks. Actually I hardly get anything free since Harper has to be all crazy-like and follow these like regulation things so she doesn't get fired so instead I settle on discounts. Oh and by read I mean read magazines, I mean I'm at a bookstore so I might as well read something right. But anyway back to Mc sunny face. Right so all I wanted to do today was escape my unbearable family and evade the notion of schoolwork so I drove my newly renovated black 1992 Ford Mustang GT down the cold winter streets of Manhattan. Unfortunately for me, my convertible top is jammed so I had to drive with the cold air whipping at my face. Once I got to my fortress of solitude, I found it way more packed than usual. I went straight over to Harper, surprisingly the Starbucks was fairly empty because everyone was on some line, and she cheerfully greeted me with my usual cup of hazelnut cappuccino two squirts of vanilla and one of caramel topped with coco powder. It's like she's psychic- oh wait I'm here every Saturday at this time.
"Happy winter afternoon to you Alex, family crap at home?" Harper smiled but had concern in her eyes, she was a really caring person, but I just didn't talk about that-ever. And she knew that but still pressed the topic every now and then- only in my best interest though.
"Yea the usual, but it's all ehh. And I guess it is quite nice outside" I contemplated but snapped out of my thoughts quickly. "What's up with the freak-o crowd in here today?"
"Oh some celebrity from that show 'So Random' is coming for a talk or...well I don't really know but the boss has been freaking out making sure everything's top shape because he's like in love one of the chicks on the show" Harper handed me my brownie and I gave her the cash.
"Huh, pedophile much? And this is just great, now I can't even have peace here- in a freaking bookstore. Stupid celebrities!"
"Now come on Alex, I've heard that girl Sunshine, or whatever, is really nice in person. You should always give people a chance." I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah I bet she is, I'll be sure to give her a chance." I drew out my words enough for the sarcasm to come through. "Just from over here and nowhere near that Sonny girl- ever." I smiled and was off to a table.
Harper soon followed, taking her break. We headed over to the magazines so I could pick out whatever caught my eye. I only looked up when I heard Harper say something.
"Sonny?"
"What?"
"You said her name as Sonny, how'd you know that?"
"Oh, my brothers watch the show all the time and talk about the girls on it, I've never seen the show or anything about it- only hear crap through my brothers' running mouths."
"Oh okay, do you have any plans for later, I was hoping to go to this Shakespeare play in Central Park" I was about to stop her for obvious reasons of why I would never sit through a play written how long ago about old people, but Harper cut me off.
"Yeah I know you won't see the play but while I go, you can stay out in the snow and throw snowballs at random people from behind a tree. You've always told me how you wanted to do that before so why not now?"
"Hmm, the thought doesn't totally appall me now. Okay sure, Let's do it but you have to throw some snowballs too." I had picked up seven magazines by now- or rather pointed them out to Harper to pick up seeing as my hands were full.
"Whatever you say Alex, you know we'll just end up having a snowball fight with each other."
"So, that's the point." I said a little defeated now that she saw through my plan.
Harper smiled knowing fully that I knew that she knew me too well.
"All right well I have to get back to work, but for when it gets slow hand me a magazine will you?"
"Of course my darling, anything for you" I replied in a British accent. Harper shoved me lightly as we laughed while heading back to the lounge area.
Harper went behind the counter, grabbed her apron and started to clean up. I smiled looking after her, she was my best friend and right under our playful friendship based on sarcasm was this deep sisterly connection that I was genuinely glad I had. She's the only person that I care about outside of my family, but I guess I already consider her family since we live together and all.
And that's when I noticed the manager and other head people heading to the back of the store, probably to let the TV star in through an entrance of discretion. There was an uproar from the fan crowd when whatever 'So Random' cast members arrived at the designated area for the 'talk' or whatever. A bunch of screaming girls and pathetic coo calling guys were making so much noise that a blowhorn was used to quiet the mob. Eventually everyone settled through the store all intent on listening and seeing the big celebrities, but not me I was in my me-zone reading, sipping, and chewing.
About half an hour later, my coffee was done and making its presence known in my bladder. I groaned knowing that there would be a crowd anywhere I went. I went to Harper, who was making a frappachino, and asked her for her pass to the employee bathroom. She looked at me inquisitively but soon relented and handed me her pass key. As I made my way through the mass of persons, I looked up momentarily to try and get a look at the teen sensations that were ruining my relaxation period. I unconsciously stopped when I caught sight of two female figures moving about in the upstairs lounge area- one of them was about to sing it seemed. I wasn't aware that there were two girls fighting over which TV star was more talented and pretty right next to me. The fangirl routing for Tawni had an arm raised in my direction in attempts for exaggeration with a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hand. I went to turn back on my journey for the restroom when my chest was met with scolding hot liquid. My entire chest down to my abdomen was drenched in freshly made coffee. I normally would have went off on those girls but instead I settled for shooting them both death glares and jogging over to the workers hall.
I quickly ran Harper's card through the bathroom lock and was faced with the decision to either pee myself or let the hot beverage continue to burn my skin. Once inside, I unwrapped the white scarf with little black peace signs on it from around my neck and ripped my shirt and tank top over my head then threw them on the counter as I kicked a stall door open to relieve my bladder. After that was done, I shivered from the contact of my skin exposed to the air. Luckily my bra was hardly wet, so I attended to my coffee-stained, long-sleeved, black, v-neck shirt and to my black tank top. I knew the stains would come out eventually after being soaked long enough and washed by my grandma- I swear she can remove any stain. My black skinny jeans were fine but my silver-studded black belt had some coffee on it so I wiped it off. Since my tank top was fairly clean now and almost dry from the electric hand drier I decided to just wear that with my jacket, which was back in the car, and my scarf. Either way the drive on the way home would have the icy wind nipping at my skin.
I continued soaking my shirt in warm water after making sure my stomach wasn't sticky anymore. "Stupid celebrities with their stupid fans." I muttered as I went to grab my tank top to pull it on and I heard the door swing open. "Ughh. Stupid, stupid girls!" I continued to mutter in frustration. All the employees were quite busy right now and there were only like two female workers today, both pre-occupied with making sure today went smooth. "Stupid Tawni. Who cares who's more talented and pretty!" I stated continuing my ramble. I started to pull the top over my head only getting it halfway on when the presence of another person beside me across the room was made obvious. "Stupid Sonny! They're both stuck-up diva airheads either way." I got that out of my system finally pulling down my top completely. And then I looked up…
AN: So I always thought that I'd write a Liley story first but I just watched Wizards for the first time in a long while and had this thought but decided to finally write it down for once. If I could find a way to make it work Semi/ Demena would really exist. Oh and by the way, this Barnes and Nobles is two-story and really big with a Starbucks downstairs just in case anyone was wondering. But yeah thanks for reading, please review and feel free to express any suggestions, questions, advise, etc. :D I'm really satisfied with this.