This IS A CHANNY STORY. Please, don't worry, and read the entire chapter and THEN you may stop (after, a review of course) reading, please?
P.S sorry if i begin to sound like old-timed english, almost shakespear-like, but i just got done reading Romeo and Juliet. iF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT, YOU HAVE NOT a clue what literacy is.
Chapter 1
The real deal.
Chad Dylan Cooper yawned as the sunlight poured into he's bedroom on a fine April morning. He could hear birds chirping, and he was free to enjoy the day for a little bit before he would have to wake up. Or, so he thought. He heard thumps and the closet doors in the bedroom next to him open, and the family closet slam shut. He heard hurried steps up the stairs, and looked next to him to find Tawni was not in bed with him any longer. She never overslept like him, but why would she be up at seven, on a Saturdaymorning? He's questions were answered when the Blondie stormed into the bedroom, holding three suitcases.
"Good..Morning?" Chad asked, still in a daze from he's sleep. Tawni took every single item of clothing she had and began to fold it into the suitcases. She seemed to not have noticed him, or was just ignoring he's question. "Tawni, why are you packing?" Chad acquired, voice more firm this time. Tawni, finally having put every single photograph, perfume, make-up supply, and decoration that belonged to her, turned around, snapped shut those suitcases, and then began to make her way over to Chad.
She sat at the edge of he's bed, the way a mother would while tucking in a child, and for some unknown reason the sudden contact made Chad sit up and move a little further away, in a way that should go by un-noticed to anybody besides himself. Tawni reached for he's hand, and Chad went limp, deciding to numb himself.
"Chad, I was offered a job." Tawni sounded serious, and Chad wanted to know why. "So? You've gotten thousands of modeling and acting jobs, what is the difference?" Chad was almost speaking in a rude manner, but in truth, he felt quite annoyed. Why did things have to change? "It is not a modeling or acting job, my love." Chad flinched at the word love and my, forgetting the situation. He'd said those words to a beautiful brunette, who compared to the sun would still be unmatched.
"It was an offer to become Beach Beauties new spokeswomen." At Chad's confused look, Tawni gave a long sigh and handed him a magazine. He ignored it and continued to try to read Tawni's suddenly blank expression, but just become even more confused. "Beach Beauties is a french-styled make up company, and they wanted me to be their new spokeswoman, though it is a nation-wide job. I'd be travelling from state to state and maybe even to foreign country's. It pays two thousand dollars an hour, and it is highly recommended among even the brightest celebrities." Tawni explained. Chad still did not understand why a job was more important than him.
It was not that, lord forbid, he loved Tawni even half as much as he loved Sonny Munroe, or as the press begun to say, Sonny McRion. He was only with her for her own sake and burning happiness, and because even though she was not a lover for him, she was somebody with somewhat good advice and dependable friendship. Though Chad feared Tawni might see in it a different light, even love committed enough for marriage - though he highly hoped not - She was somebody he could tell he's troubles for; and she cooked Italian food well and was always cleaning and bringing gifts. He knew he was quite shallow for keeping her for he's own benefit and not emotions, but he had been let down by Sonny Munroe, or he had let down Sonny Munroe.
The truth was, that he was still completely in love with the brunette. Her laugh echoed in he's yearning ears, her soft lips curling into a smile, and her pale face with a pink blush at the cheek made he's chest feel full and heavy. He saw her in magazine covers or pages, in block-buster movie posters, and as a guest-star of many television shows, and in the HOT 100 list for music every week, but the closest thing to the real her (and not her non-surprisingly magnificent acting) were through the half-burned, old photographs that sat stashed away in a special place in their rose garden, inside a golden box.
But, in five (and almost six) years, he had never heard her bubbling laughter anywhere besides when it was forced in a film, or seen her eyes twinkle the way they did when they had danced out in the rain by the beach, when the moonlight reflected off their chocolate brown color. He had never seen her brunette curls fly in the wind the way the did when they played tennis on a windy day out on the public park court, and he feared he never would again.
"Chad? Hello...?" He was snapped out of he's daydream and blushed, he's cheeks now two shamed pilgrims. "Sorry, what did you ask?" He wondered. He was extremely ashamed to be daydreaming of another woman while he was with he's supposed to be girlfriend. And, even worse, before telling her a secret of he's own. "I said, if you'd like to have a long distance relationship while i have this job? Because, even if i didn't consult you before, i took the offer. I'm sorry, but this was a extravagant offer." Tawni said. Chad forced out a half-smile and replied to her call, "It is a great offer. I am glad you have decided to take it without haste. About the relationship," Chad thought this would be a great time to end this forced relationship. But the way her hopeful brown eyes looked wide at him, like a child who got a new bike, made him remember the way Sonny looked at him after she heard he bought her first-row Taylor Swift tickets with backstage passes. So hopeful, so innocent, so...
Dreaming.
Like a big dream might or did come true, he couldn't make those eyes that reminded him of he's love turn into sad sorrow, and he took the most-traveled road to pity. "I would be honored." He said. Her eyes were bright as she hugged him, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Chad kept himself from flinching, and he felt he's heard be struck with a fork by Cupid, who was yelling at him to stop torturing love by pretending it and deepening somebody Else's feelings for him, even if he did not return those feelings. But, even as the heart deflated, if it made somebody else happy,
it was worth the pain.
Tawni was wearing professional attire, not her Saturday morning casual. She wore a pink business-skirt and matching business jacket and rose plain shirt under it, and pink lip stick. Her hair was forked up into a neat bun and she was closing up the last suit case. "I know i didn't say this before, either," Tawni said, stuffing perfume into her neck, "But my first job is in Albany, New York, and they're expecting me at a business meeting today. I'm flying out on our private jet in just half an hour, so I'm sorry i must leave you alone; now. I'll call you as soon as I land." Tawni said. Chad nodded, and left the bed to give her a hug. If he was going to pretend to love her, he had to act he's role right.
"I have something to tell you," He whispered. Tawni's eyes twinkled and her excitement was apparently large. Chad almost felt sad he was not going to say something about he's "love" for her. "I also got a job offer," He begun slowly. Tawni's eyes lost their sparkle and she gave a faint smile. "Oh." was her only call towards him.
"It's a movie, a romance," He begun, and saw Tawni's eyes flare. He knew how jealous she would get, but he couldn't stop. "It is in Italy, and has the most amazing salary you could even venture to dream of." Tawni put her hand's on her hips and deepend her frown. "Tom Cruise and Ashley Greene are also in it," He said. Ashley Greene was promised (or, in a seriously committed relationship) with Joe Jonas, so Tawni didn't have to worry, and Tom Cruise was; well, a boy, enough said. "Though I am not sure who my character's romantic interest is played by," He warned, and Tawni gave a small glare to the wall.
"But I promise, nothing will happen. We will call eachother each week," He said, trying to sound convincing. Tawni gave him a seriously bone-chilling look and nodded slowly, then picked up her suit-cases. "Alright, that is good for you. But i have to get going." She gave him another kiss on the cheek and was, just like that, gone.
Chad was more alone than ever. The only other reason he kept Tawni around was because of he's lonely feelings. He took a shower and got dressed, then picked up the phone.
"Hello, It is Chad Dylan Cooper, may I speak to Mr. Jean, the director of ROSES ARE RED, VIOLET'S ARE BLUE?" Chad said in a, what he hoped was, a professional voice. The other end was silent, and then a booming, official sounding voice cried out, "Mr. Cooper! I am so glad you have decided about the movie, what is your choice, will you be accompanying us to Italy tomorrow?" He heard Mr. Jean's voice call to him. Chad paused for a second, and smiled as if he was speaking face-to-face with the director. "Yes, I will be joining you in Italy tomorrow. Where, at what time, and if i may have the most honor of asking who my love interest will be?" Chad replied.
There was a long pause on the other end, but before Chad had time to worry, the voice boomed all the answers at once. "Ten O'Clock in the morning, The Golden Fata Studios, Miss Allison Marie Sonny Munroe." Now it was he's turn to have a long pause. He's jaw froze over like the artic, He's long-yearning ears danced in happiness to hear the name, and a small weight was lifted off he's chest. "Thank you. Do not informed Miss Munroe of my role in this production please." And with that, Chad Dylan Cooper cut the line and ended the call.
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