A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you like! And review either way :D

Disclaimer: I don't bother with these things. I write precisely one per story.

I also don't usually write long Author Notes, not usually at least. This takes place after "Battle of the Network Stars". Enjoy!

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"Fine. Good. Fine!" Sonny flipped her cell phone shut in exasperation. Tawni looked at her with a smirk.

"What was that about this time?" Tawni asked, "Wait, don't tell me, I don't really care," she answered herself as she strutted in front of her mirror, as she usually did when she had nothing to better do.

Sonny sank down into a sofa, tapping her fingers on the armrest in silence.

"Okay, fine, what were you talking about?" Tawni said with a pout, turning to face Sonny.

"He called to invite me to the 4th of July party at The Falls," Sonny answered, trying to act calm, but failing.

"We were all invited a week ago," Tawni answered, turning back to rummage through her makeup.

"Yeah, I know," Sonny replied, unperturbed, "But he called me, and asked me to come tomorrow." She squealed at the end, smiling hugely.

"Why do you even like that so much?" Tawni asked her, sounding annoyed. She knew that Chad had a thing for Sonny, but she also knew that if she stated that outright, Sonny would deny that outrageously. Sometimes it just wasn't fun to distress Sonny. Especially since Chad Dylan Cooper, the heartthrob of Tween Weekly and MacKenzie Falls, liked Sonny instead of her. She wasn't sure how she'd felt about that, but she'd just love to reject somebody like him for once.

Sonny's face fell ever so slightly, "What's not to like?" She finally replied, shrugging it off ever so subtly.

"The fact that Chad Dylan Cooper," Zora's voice sounded from the air vent above shuddered as she voiced the name, "has a crush on you. That's something not to like. It's something to hate!" she cried, sounding like an absolute idiot. Sonny imagined Zora would be pumping her fist in anger if there was enough room in that air vent.

"Get down from there, you have to be on set in five minutes!" Sonny called up to her with a shake of her head.

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"Hey Sonny, lookin' good," Chad commented with that click of his tongue and wink that made Sonny either overly annoyed or melted her heart. Sometimes, like this time, it made her both. She was, after all, wearing a skimpy cheerleader's outfit costume. She blushed hotly as they walked passed each other. "Hey, I'll see you tomorrow!" he called after her. She didn't look back, afraid of what he'd see if she did.

"So, what are you planning to wear tomorrow?" Asked Tawni when she entered their dressing room. Tawni had on a patriotic blue summer dress with flag patterned trim and matching ribbons in her hair. A pair of casual white wedge sandals and a pair of red stilettos were dangling from each of her hands. She was looking at them with concentration.

"I'm really not sure," Sonny admitted, "I was just going to pull something together, but…" she trailed off, heading for her own closet.

"But now that you're going to be Chad's date," Tawni finished, "you need something much better than what you already have."

"Not true!" Sonny object immediately, then sighed, "Okay, maybe it's a little true," she allowed. She presented a frilly red short-sleeved blouse and a pair of blue jean shorts with a bright white star belt. Tawni faked a barf.

"What?" Sonny demanded, although she had expected the response. Only once had Tawni actually complimented her taste in clothes, and that was during a period of Tawni's emotional distress.

"Well, I bought you a little something after the show," Tawni announced, continuing.

"Awe, that's so nice of you!" Sonny replied, touched. This was, after all, insulting Sonny's taste but also a sign of care from Tawni.

"Yes; I had another bad case of caring, and I just couldn't see you embarrassed by whatever you chose to wear." Tawni explained in a rush, "After all, you are part of my image, and my image matters."

"Yeah, whatever," Sonny answered as Tawni turned to one of many shopping bags on the floor. She selected one and pulled out a navy blue strapless thigh-high dress. She draped that over a chair, and then fished out a pair of white thigh-high boots with red trim and soles. Setting those down, she produced two red wrist cuff leather bracelets, one with small rubies and one plain. More small accessories like hair ribbons were set in front of Sonny.

"Wow," Sonny said, looking at it all, "Seems like you had a very bad case. I think I should probably call 911." She grabbed the handful of patriotic ribbons.

Tawni rolled her eyes. "I said so, didn't I? There was no way you were going to shop for anything decent, so I took matters into my own hands. There's no way you're not wearing that outfit."

Sonny set down the ribbons and held up the dress. "But Tawni, it's a mini dress! I don't wear mini dresses!" She complained.

"You're wearing that," Tawni pointed to the cheerleading outfit Sonny still donned. Sonny harrumphed.

"Fine," she conceded, "but only because you're so spoiled, and controlling, and will hate me if I don't."

"Good," Tawni replied cheerily. "And you'll thank me for it."

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A/N: So, I know this was short, but please keep reading. I'll try to update quickly, and by that I mean at least once a week :D Updates shouldn't be much shorter than this either. Please review! Thanks for reading

--SherriLee