"I'm sorry that the only viewers you can obtain have brains consisting of goo," Sonny's sickingly sweet voice rang into Chad's ears. He could easily sense the sarcasm, and he could just as easily dish it back out.

"And I'm sorry that the only viewers you can obtain are the same humorless five year olds that watch The Doodlebops and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse," was his response, and Sonny huffed, turning on her heel and stepping away from the teen heartthrob. Something stopped her, though, and she turned back to face him.

"You know what, Chad?" She prodded, stepping closer to his face. Chad didn't say anything, just stared at the wall, a blank and bored expression shadowing his features. "The next time you see me, don't talk to me."

Chad chuckled. "Please, you can't go an hour without talking to me. You'll crack under pressure."

Sonny didn't respond, she just walked away, flicking her brunette locks in Chad's direction. Chad rolled his eyes at her feeble attempts to show off to him. He stalked back to his own dressing room. She'd crack, he was sure of it.

As Chad was attempting to shoot a scene with Portlyn (he says 'attempting' because, let's be honest, you can't get much work done with Portlyn), the doors to stage two burst open. Chad smirked, not bothering to turn around to face the intruder. He knew it was Sonny. He knew she'd cracked. He knew he was right.

"Chad!"

Chad's forehead wrinkled in confusion as he turned around to face Sonny's blonde co-star. "Uh, hi?"

"Oh-oh-oh," Tawni spluttered, glaring at Chad. "Don't you 'uh, hi?' me, mister! Don't act surprised!"

Chad just stared at the angry girl in front of him, miffed by why she was even there. He was also baffled as to how she got on his set, considering she was clearly on the banned wall. These thoughts ran through Chad's mind as he continued to stare, mystified, at Tawni.

"Are you not going to say anything?!" Tawni shrieked, stepping closer to him and shaking his shoulders. This woke the actor up.

"Whoa," he began, stepping back and holding his hands up in front of him. "Hands off the merchandise, please. I know it's difficult, but let's keep the physical contact to an absolute minimum."

Tawni let out a growl, smacking Chad's arm. "Why are you suck a jerk?!"

"I was born that way?" Chad responded, a questioning tone smothering his voice. Tawni shook her head.

"You weren't born to be mean to Sonny, Chad," Tawni told him, and recognition flashed in Chad's eyes.

"So that's what this is about." Tawni nodded impatiently. "I wasn't mean to Sonny. I simply stated a fact and she became outraged. This is something I cannot control."

"A fact, Chad? Really? Because what Sonny said you said was not a fact. It was an opinion, and a rudely stated opinion at that," Tawni told him, and Chad merely shrugged her off, turning back to Portlyn. He looked at his script and began speaking what he read. "I'M NOT DONE TALKING TO YOU!"

"Look Tanya-"

"Tawni."

"Like I care. Anyway, Taylor, if Sonny is that upset, then she should just come see me. I'll even apologize." Chad promised, then shooed Tawni away with the flick of his wrist. Tawni hmphed and stalked off the Mackenzie Falls set.

When she arrived back at her dressing room, she sat down next to Sonny, who was still in the same position as she was when she'd left. "He said if you go see him, he'll apologize."

Sonny sat up, rolling her eyes. "No, I can't. I'm not talking to him anymore. I'm never going to even look at him, ever again."

"For some reason, I'm not finding that to be very believable," Tawni responded, picking up a mirror and a tube of lip gloss. She began applying a layer to her already glossed lips. "See, you said that you were never talking to him again the last time you had a big fight. Which was three days ago."

Sonny huffed loudly. "Well, it's different this time. I hate how every little thing he says can get under my skin and I hate how he's the only person I've ever hated. I mean, I don't hate people, Tawni. Ever. So I'm not going to hate anymore. And since I can't do anything except hate Chad, then I will just have to completely rid myself of any contact I have with him."

"Well," Tawni began, unsure of what to say and only wanting to be out of Sonny's Chad drama. "Good luck with that."

Sonny muttered a 'thanks' before letting her head fall back on the couch. She exhaled loudly. She was already having trouble not getting up and heading to stage two. Even if they only argued, Sonny somehow found herself addicted to their fights.

[HereWeGoAgain]

Chad sat in his dressing room, silence ringing through his ears. He sat and stared at the door, waiting for it to be burst into, an angry brunette being the force behind it. Unfortunately, he realized that Sonny wasn't giving up her 'I'm never talking to you again' charade so quickly.

Chad would normally have no problem with someone who hated his show saying they'd never talk to him again. But for some reason he couldn't put his finger on, he couldn't let his stomach settle with the unfair possibility that Sonny might be serious.

He wanted more than anything to get up and go to the dressing room she shared with the blonde one and start a stupid argument with her. He might even find it in him to not fight with her, and to just apologize. Or, his favorite option, walk in and just kiss her.

But, let's be honest, Chad's not that kind of guy. He's not the type to just put himself out there. He doesn't allow his heart to be broken. He only allows himself to break the hearts of others.

So Chad sank deeper into his couch as he let out an angry sigh. All he wanted to do was see her. But even that wasn't going to happen. So he stayed in his dressing room until Portlyn barged in and forced him to join her in getting some fro-yo.

He agreed, only because he knew no one was coming to yell at him anytime soon.

[HereWeGoAgain]

Sonny stared at the entrance to the prop room. She was alone for the time being; her cast mates had gone to get some fro-yo. Even though she swore she wanted Chad out of her life, she couldn't help but wish he'd walk in and apologize. Or, if he didn't have it in him to apologize, she would take a screaming fight. Or, her favorite option, he could just walk in and kiss her.

But, she knew that Chad was not the kind of guy to just waltz in and put his heart on a limb. If anything, he'd somehow twist things so that she had to put her own heart out there. And at that point, she wasn't sure if she'd be willing to do that.

Coming to the realization that people don't walk through a watched door (kind of like how a watched phone never rings), Sonny stood up from the couch and decided to go to her dressing room. She was in the mood for a best friend conversation, and she'd left her phone on her vanity.

When Sonny reached the hallway her dressing room was located, she was surprised to see the door was slightly ajar. She knew she'd closed it before she left, so she assumed Tawni was inside eating her fro-yo. When she finally reached the door, she swung it open and realized her assumption was incorrect.

"Chad?" Chad's head spun around, and he squeezed his eyes shut, hoping that if he reopened them, she wouldn't be standing there. But, alas, when he did open his blue orbs, the brunette was still in the doorway. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh," Chad muttered, unsure of why he was actually in Sonny's dressing room. Sonny crossed her arms in front of her chest, waiting for a decent explanation. "See, I was in here to…pull a prank on you?"

Sonny noticed Chad's supposed statement sounded more like a question. "What did this prank consist of?"

Chad watched as Sonny stepped completely into the room, leaving only a few strides of space between the two. He'd forgotten how pretty she'd looked today, and thoughts of her looks occupied his mind.

"Chad?"

"Oh," he swiftly snapped out of his trance. "It consisted of…" his voice trailed off, and Sonny chuckled lightly. "I definitely didn't think you'd be laughing right now."

Sonny shrugged. "It's just kinda cute when you're nervous like this."

Chad's heart momentarily stopped, but he covered it up. "Psh, I'm always cute. Where have you been?"

"In denial," was Sonny's muttered response, but Chad didn't hear. So when he said nothing, Sonny spoke again, louder this time. "So what are you really doing here?"

"I…" Chad took a deep breath in, nerves taking over him. He'd talked to Sonny every day since she arrived at the studio, he couldn't figure out why he was suddenly so shy around her. "I didn't like you not talking to me so I came to apologize."

"…oh."

Sonny cringed at her own lame response, and Chad nodded his head awkwardly. The two fell into an uncomfortable silence until Sonny felt she had to break it. "I'm sorry too. For being mean to your show."

"Um, thanks," Chad responded, his voice strained. "Okay, this is weird. We need to fight."

Sonny laughed. "What?"

"Chad and Sonny conversations are just not normal if we don't insult each other at least once. I'll start." Sonny looked at the blonde boy in front of her incredulously. "You smile too much."

"You don't smile enough," Sonny shot back, stepping a little closer to Chad. He let out a confused huff.

"You can't not smile enough! That doesn't even make sense! Unless…unless you like seeing me smile," Chad's face grew a large grin, and Sonny laughed like she couldn't believe what he was saying.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," She replied lamely, and Chad pointed at her.

"Aha! I knew it! You like my smile, you like my smile," He said in a sing-song voice, stepping closer to her with every word. "And if you like my smile, and…and my eyes-"

"Eye," she pointedly corrected. Chad didn't listen though, he was busy putting the pieces together.

"You like me!" He accused, a huge grin spread across his face. Sonny's cheeks began heating up, but she denied it, the only word she could spit out being 'no'. "You love me, you want to hug me, you want to kiss me."

"Did you really just quote Miss Congeniality, Chad?" Chad shrugged, as if this was unimportant. "You watch chick flicks!"

"Whatever," He shook her accusation off, too caught up in his own realization. Sonny liked him back. "You still want to kiss me."

It was at that moment that Sonny noticed the space (or lack thereof) between them. Her breath suddenly hitched in her throat and she became nervous as Chad's smile slipped off his face and was replaced with a more serious, softer expression.

"You want to kiss me?" he sang, his voice low and almost a whisper. Sonny noticed his tone, realizing it was more of a question now, than an accusation. Without uttering a single word (because at that point, she probably couldn't have said anything over the echo of her heartbeat in her head) she nodded her head. Chad leaned in, his lips almost touching hers when he whispered, "Me too."

And he closed the distance between the two.

Hope you enjoyed it :) These will go in order of the CD, so be on the lookout for 'Solo'. Reviews are loved!
-Amber :D