Woohoo! So yes, this is the first chapter of Conflicted (reference to Criminal Minds there).
Sorry if the first chapter sucks :P the next chapters will start getting fun (hint- Chad scales the back of her house).
Disclaimer: I no no own own. I'm also not a cave man. Or a man. :P
But really, I don't own Sonny With A Chance :)
"No we can't!"
"Yes we can!"
"No we can't!"
"Yes we can!"
"Chad," I yelled at my boyfriend, pointing an accusing finger at the same time. "My mom doesn't know about this yet! We can't just go and tell her! She can't handle that!" She made a flurry of hand motions. "How about we… not tell her?"
"Come on, Sonny!" He said with a pleading look on his face. "We'll have to tell her sometime! We've been avoiding telling everyone for 2 months. It's about time we tell someone. It might as well be your mom."
"Okay!" I yelled as I threw my arms up in a surrender position. "I believe you," I said, quieting down a bit. "My mom's probably already home. I'll let her officially meet you when you pick me up for our date tonight."
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
We were back to screaming at each other now. We were in the hallway of the studio, but everyone was used to our bickering.
"I'll be at your place at seven?" He screamed back at me.
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
I laughed to myself as I walked to my car. It didn't take long before I got a text from Chad on the way back to my house.
You took my jacket.
I was confused for about 30 seconds, but then saw his jacket on the passenger seat. He probably left it in my car. I sighed and texted him back.
I did not! My car took it.
As I pressed send I smiled. He'd probably tell me how weird that sounded later, but I didn't really care.
My phone beeped a minute later, and I saw Chad texted me back.
Fine. Tell your CAR to give it back when I pick you up tonight.
It looked as if he'd never let it go that I "took" his leather jacket. I sighed yet again. Just as I was about to text him back to tell him my car didn't feel like giving his jacket back, my phone beeped again. It was from Chad. Again
Umm… you drove me to the studio today. I'll take the bus, I guess.
I felt so horrible. I knew I was forgetting something when I got into me car. I just thought I forgot my scarf. Not my boyfriend. I smacked my head with my palm. Stupid, stupid, stupid! I thought.
I'll pick you up, Chad.
As my car did a U-turn, he texted be back saying he didn't mind. No arguing with Chad. Now all I had to do was get home, which was completed in 5 more minutes.
I opened the door into our new house nervously. It was time to tell mom about Chad and I. She didn't exactly have a soft spot for Chad.
"Hi Mom." I said, my voice shaky already.
"Hey, Sonny!" She beamed at me. If only she knew. "I was thinking we could have a girls night out tonight at the boardwalk! How does that sound?"
"Um… I'm kinda going out on a date tonight." I shuffled my feet.
Mom raised her eyebrows at me. "Oh really? With who?" I had never gone on a date before with her knowing, so she was surprised. I found this semi insulting. She didn't know that Chad and I had been secretly seeing each other for 2 months.
"Um… He's picking me up at seven to go to the movies."
She put her hands on her hips. Crap. "Who is?" She prodded again.
"Chad." I mumbled quietly.
She squinted at me. "Who?"
"Ch-Chad Dylan Cooper." I said, louder and more coherent this time. My mom's eyes bugged out and her face went kind of pale.
As she regained her composure, she spoke. "What?! You mean Chad Dylan Cooper the rude, obnoxious, arrogant, mean, insulting, conceited, jerk?"
I took a shaky breath. Every adjective she said hurt. I wanted to scream that he changed, but I didn't because I knew the only person he is different around is me. "Mom, you've got it all wrong! He's not horrible at all!"
"I'll be the judge of that." She muttered. "Sweetie, I only want what's best for you. I want you to be happy. But Chad will ruin your reputation as Hollywood's sweetheart. He'll also break your precious heart. You're too good for him! What if he hurts you?"
I gasped and took a step away. That was low, especially for my mom. "You think Chad will hurt me? He's not an abusive boyfriend! Unlike dad was!" I ran up the stairs to my room and locked the door behind me. I decided to get ready for my date which I was still going on, despite my mom's objections.
I chose black skinny jeans and a red plaid button-up shirt with a white tank top underneath. Nothing too fancy, but the paparazzi were bound to show up. I put my hair up in pigtails and put on a minimal amount of makeup. Not that I need to impress Chad that much.
I sat back on my bed, staring at the clock, urging it to be seven. The sooner I could escape the better. Giving up on attempting to change the time, I opened the doors to my little balcony and sat there for a bit. Well, until Chad's car came up the driveway. I got a text just then.
Don't think I can't see you. Hi. CDC
I looked back at his car and as he stepped out he gave me a little wave, which I returned. Then I excitedly ran down the stairs, temporarily forgetting my fight with mom.
I quickly put on my heels right as the doorbell rang. I ran over to the door quickly, but it wasn't quick enough for Chad because he rang the doorbell one more time. My mom grunted. She obviously wasn't impressed.
I didn't what my mom was reading in the tabloids, because she just glared at him. She obviously shook his hand, it would be rude not to. But as I started to walk out the front door, she pointed a stern finger at both of us.
"Movie starts at 8, and ends at 11. Your curfew is midnight, Sonny." She looked at Chad. "And not a second after." And with that I grabbed Chad's hand and rushed to the car. I felt my mom's eyes on us, but I didn't bother turning around as I got into the car.
The ride to the theatre was a quiet one, but once we got past the ticket booth we were back to our bickering.
"Chad, I'm buying." I told him, pulling out a twenty from my pocket. The second I lifted the bill, he pushed my hand back down.
"No. I'm paying for the popcorn." He smirked and started to walk towards the food stand.
I tugged on his arm and pulled him back. "No, you bought the tickets."
By now we had been noticed. Little girls looked over at us and squealed, pointing at Chad. Great. A few paparazzi started to take pictures from about twenty feet away. Most of them would probably publish pictures of us yelling at each other. Nothing that hasn't been published before. We'd gone on a few really public dates before, but the tabloids now understood that we were "just friends". Hah.
I finally gave in and we walked into the theatre. The movie had been out for a while, so we were the only ones in the theatre. We hadn't gotten time to see it before that because of our shows' filming, and the movie theater wasn't exactly the hotspot on a Monday night.
The movie started and it seemed ten minutes later, it ended. It was a pretty uneventful movie-going experience. A few times something happened that was surprising, I screamed and Chad just laughed good-naturedly.
As we exited theater 8, I realized something. "Chad? I missed the first twenty minutes of Star Trek. Can we buy tickets and watch that part?" I shot him the puppy dog eyes. He rolled his eyes, but proceeded in buying two tickets to Star Trek. We spent the time in between the movies signing autographs and taking pictures. I was confused as to why 12-year-olds were at a movie theater this late, but I took pictures anyways. I could have sworn Chad put bunny ears behind my head in a few pictures, but I didn't care… much.
When we reached the near-empty theatre, I once again pondered why movie theaters are open so late. I shrugged and watched the first 20 minutes, but we got captivated in the movie (even though we had both seen it before) and Chad looked at his watch at a dull part. The second he did, he dragged me out of the theater by my arm, running.
Once in his car, I was about to ask him why he dragged us out of the theatre, but gasped as I read the clock.
2:18 AM
I prepared myself for yelling as we pulled into the driveway. We ran inside the house, and I whispered bye to Chad, hoping my mom wouldn't wake up. But a light turned on.
Mom shooed Chad out the door. "Sonny. We need to talk. Now."
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OOOO! Scary :P So yeah. Comments? Please review!!!!!!
READ: OH MY GOSH! HAVE YOU HEARD STERLING KNIGHT SING????? IF NOT, TYPE IN STARSTRUCK SOUNDTRACK ON YOUTUBE. HE IS AMAZING :) LIKE REALLY, REALLY AMAZING! AND I'M TOUGH ON PEOPLE. HE IS SOOOO GOOD :) OH MY GOD. I'M LISTENING TO HIM RIGHT NOW. IT'S JUST A PREVIEW BUT HIS VOICE IS LIKE THE CHORUS OF A THOUSAND ANGELS.
I can't wait for StarStruck :) Sounds kinda like SWAC, but that doesn't matter to me!
Random fact: I just got my order in the mail of Fairly Oddparents seasons 1 & 2. Way too excited.
Peace out. (I swear. Chad stole that from me)