Hello Peoples, I was looking out a window and I noticed the weather and I got this cute idea for a one-shot.
Disclaimer: I do not own SWAC
Sonny's POV
"You can't surf, Chad." I said, having another argument with my blonde-haired, blue eyed nemesis.
"You haven't seen me. How would you know?" He remarked.
"Because I know people, and you can't surf."
"There's a lot of stuff you don't know about me Monroe."
"Like what?"
"Like, I can surf. When I was little I wanted to eat nothing more than macaroni and cheese. There's a lot of stuff that only I know about."
"Only you?" I asked. He nodded in response. "What about your parents?"
"Parent." He replied, putting emphasis on the T. My mother died in childbirth, and my dad was always leaving me with nannies."
"Wait so first you were trying to tell me that you were going surfing and now you're telling me about your troubled past?" I asked, trying to clarify as to how we got onto this point.
"You're the one that said you know people." He pulled out a tape recorder and replayed me saying 'Because I know people, and you can't surf.'
"You recorded that?" I asked.
" I record stuff...sometimes. Well I wanted to know what you're reaction would be if I asked you this." Wait, he was gonna ask me something. Wait, why am I getting excited?
"What were you gonna ask me?" I said, trying to remain calm.
"Sonny Monroe," He began. "What would you say if I asked you,"
"Just hurry up and say it. PLEASE!"
"What is the square root of pi?"
"Yes...Wait, you said...Pi?"
"Ok, that's why I wanted to record your reaction. I was actually gonna ask you if you wanted to come to the beach with me."
"um...Okay." I answered kind of slowly, trying to make up for my over-eagerness previously.
"So you should go get changed shouldn't you." He asked. I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing a tank top and a pair of denim short-shorts and my zebra print flip-flops. (It feels so un-Australian saying that, but you guys might have been like WTF? If I wrote thongs. Also links are on my profile.)
"Nah, I'll just go in this." I replied. "Just let me get my phone and my sunglasses and um...do you have sunscreen?"
"Yeah, it's in my car."
I walked over to my dressing room and grabbed my sunnies and my phone off my dressing table, and I sent my mom a text.
Mom, gone to the beach. I'll be back around six.
Love Sonny.
I headed out to the car park where Chad was waiting in his car. It wasn't his usual convertible but instead, a 4WD with a surfboard tied to the top. He honked his horn and I ran over there. I opened the door and climbed into the mountain of a car.
"I thought you only had convertibles and a few sports cars."
"There's another thing you don't know about me. So how about, for a change, you tell me something about you that I don't know."
"Hmm...Okay, I've never kissed a boy."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. I've just been waiting for a perfect kiss with a perfect guy." I answered truthfully. I've had a few boyfriends back in Wisconsin, but I never actually kissed any of them.
"So is that why you made me kiss a pig?"
"So where are we going?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"Oh it's this secret place I know." Just then my phone beeped and I checked the screen.
"Who's that?" Chad asked.
"It's my mom."
"You did tell her we're going to the beach right?"
"Yes." I answered in my duh voice.
Kay, just use protection.
Love Mom.
"What!" I screamed at my phone. I had never once said I was going with a Chad, let alone any guy, and I hadn't even kissed one.
"What's wrong? Did she say you can't go?"
"No, she said just use protection" I said, quoting her actual words.
"Um..." Chad started, holding up a tube of sunscreen.
"Oh right." I started blushing at how much I had overreacted, and I sent a text back.
Will do.
Luvv ya.
It was getting kinda awkward so I just turned the radio on. And My First Kiss was playing. Okay, more awkward. So I turned the radio off and went through the iPod part of my phone.
"So what's your favourite song?" I asked looking at the two thousand songs I had. I don't know how I got them all, but eventually it added up.
"Hmm...Have you got Dream Catch Me by Newton Faulkner?"
Instead of scrolling through all of my N artists I just went to my most played list, and there it was at the very top. (It's not at the top of my most played list, but I felt it matched the secret beach theme.) And we began singing it, although we mostly picked up at the chorus.
There's a place I go, when I'm alone,
Do anything I want, be anyone I wanna be
But it is us I see, and I cannot believe I'm falling.
That's where I'm going. Where are you going?
I'm holding close, won't let this go
Dream catch me, yeah, Dream catch me when I fall.
Or else I won't come back at all.
We eventually did get there after another two songs and I couldn't help but think that this place was really far away from all the other surfers' destinations nearby. I checked the time and it was three-thirty, meaning it had taken us a whole half an hour to get to the beach. So we'd need another forty minutes to get to my home. I could say I stepped out of the car, but I think the word dropped is more appropriate.
Chad was looking out to the water and he turned around to me.
"Surf's great." He said, unhooking one of the straps holding his surfboard to the roof of his car. I just took one of the towels from the back of his car, which he kindly directed me to, and the sunscreen, and walked down to the sand. He followed a little while later, now wearing a wetsuit that wasn't fully zipped up, instead of his goofy, yet adorable Mackenzie Falls uniform.
He plonked his board down next to me and started to wax it.
"So are you going swimming?" He asked.
"Um...no. Have you seen what I'm wearing? This is not swimmers."
"Well you could go skinny dipping." He smirked.
"CHAD!" I said, slapping him on the arm.
"Fine, but you still need to put sunscreen on, whether you go swimming or not."
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good." I said, giggling.
"So we're good?"
"No, I need you to put sunscreen on my back." He kindly obliged and I put some on his back too. Well he was wearing a wetsuit that covered his arms and back so I was drawing on his back in sunscreen. Did I mention Chad has ABS? And a hot tan? Okay so maybe my mind wanders off a bit.
He got up, zipped up his wetsuit and leant down to reach for his surfboard. Well actually he picked me up. I only thought he was picking up his surfboard. He carried me bridal style down to the water and started walking out deeper.
"Okay, no Chad! Don't drop me! Chad, no! This shirt cost me heaps." I screamed. He just kept smirking. Fortunately I had left my shoes, sunnies and phone, lying next to me on my towel. And it was just my shirt and shorts that could get wet.
"Wait; take me back to shore for a second. Then you can drop me in the water after." I tried to reason.
"And why would I believe that?"He said, grinning wilder than before.
"Because if I was lying my voice would be a lot higher than this." I answered. He must've realised that it made sense because he carried me back to the towel and put me down. I honestly didn't realise he was that strong.
Not wanting to get my new eighty dollar shirt ruined, I took it off and left it with my shoes, phone and glasses. I was going to keep my bra on though.
"Wow Sonny, take it off." He said while ogling at my chest area.
"Okay, you may commence dropping me in the water." I said throwing my arms up in a surrender. He walked towards me, intent on picking me up and I ran away just before he got to me. I ran about twenty metres away from the towel before he caught me.
"You're good Monroe. Almost too good." He said while flipping me over his shoulder this time. He carried me really far and threw me out a bit further.
"OH MY GOD! THIS IS FREEZING!" I screamed. He held his hand out to me and I pulled him down.
"Hey!" He said as he got back up. "Now you're going to make me do this."
"Do what?" I asked, as he splashed me with the icy cold water.
"CHAD!" I screamed as I returned the favour.
We carried on like that for a while, until I got too cold to stay in the water. Chad picked me up and carried me back to the towel I had been sitting on previously. He also got his towel and wrapped it around me. Then he got his surfboard and ran into the tall waves.
So Chad can surf, and he's really good at it too. He did get wiped out a few times, which were accompanied by my hails of laughter. And then he came back.
"So Sonny," He began, "How did you like the beach?"
"C-c-c-c-cold." I stuttered.
"Need something to warm you up?"He asked, subtly winking. (If that's possible?) Normally I would have declined but I was so cold right now. He unzipped his wetsuit and sat down next to me, the water on his chest glistening in the setting sun. This was setting up to be the perfect kiss, and he was definitely the perfect guy, even though I was in my bra and short-shorts and my makeup was presumably smeared all over my face. And then it hit me.
And I don't mean that as a metaphor, a small rain-drop fell on my head. I just shook it off as a drop of water that Chad put on me. But then another one came, then another and pretty soon the rain was pouring down. Chad's car was about half a kilometre away and I knew we would get soaked if we tried walking over there, and then I followed Chad's gaze. He was staring at a little cave on the side of the mountain. I ran to him there, momentarily forgetting about the possessions I had left on the sand. Chad had left his surfboard too and he instead, used his arm to wrap around my waist and move me forward slightly faster.
We stood there and we knew that now was the perfect moment, and we were perfect for each other.
"Any questions?" He asked as he leaned forwards.
"Just one," He nodded his head for me to continue. "What's the square root of pi?
" Well it's 1.77..." He interrupted his answer with my lips.
We kissed, and it was perfect. It felt like I had just been struck by lightning and every hair on my body was standing on end, but in a good way. The only thing that could have ruined this was that stupid requirement for stupid air. Unable to say anything that could top that kiss, we just sat there, in that cave waiting for the rain to stop, his arm around me. The rain however, had different plans.
I woke up the next morning with the sun shining in my eyes and the cold rock underneath me, just a slight inconvenience. Chad was next to me, muttering in his sleep.
"1.772453851..."
"What?" I asked, completely forgetting that he was asleep.
"Last night." He answered, now awake.
"Last night?"
"Before we kissed you wanted to know what the square root of pi was."
"Heh, I guess I did. Well I have a different question now."
"And that is?"
"What are we going to eat, because we missed dinner and it is breakfast time?" And then it hit me. "OH MY GOSH! WE MISSED DINNER! I TOLD MY MOM I WOULD BE HOME AT SIX. I LEFT MY PHONE IN THE RAIN WITH MY EIGHTY DOLLAR SHIRT."
"Sonny, relax. We'll just go get some macaroni and cheese and say you and I went all the way last night. You're mom will understand." I glared at him. "JOKING! You know for a comedian you don't really find much stuff humorous."
"Okay with the macaroni part, but I am putting a definite NO on that second part." I replied as we started walking back to his car.
"We could ya know."
"We could, what?"
"Go all the way."
"Keep dreaming, Chad."
"In my dreams we already have."
"That's sick."
"I'm not the one that takes my shirt off and leaves it on the ground in a public place."
"Even if you did that, it wouldn't be sick. You're a guy, and besides you're the one who forced me to."
"Now you're making it sound like I raped you. And it would be kinda sick if I was really, really fat or had a hairy back."
"I think people with those problems don't take their shirts off."
"Oh, so now you're saying people that are overweight or overly hairy have PROBLEMS."
"That is not what I meant."
"Sure it wasn't."
"It wasn't!"
"It was."
"Wasn't."
"Was."
"Wasn't."
"Was."
"Was."
"Wasn't."
"Gotcha!"
"Fine you win."
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good."
"So we're good?"
"Hang on a sec." I said, stealing a peck on the lips. "We're so good, now."
And we kept walking, ignoring the moo as we passed it, and leaving behind all our belongings, for whoever wanted them. Just as we parked into the little diner about ten minutes away from the beach I realised I didn't have a shirt. Chad however, was back into his Mackenzie Falls Uniform, and he lent me his shirt. And he walked in topless, linking my arm in his.
"What will it be Mr. Cooper?" The girl with the most adorable southern accent asked.
"Just two bowls of the regular." He answered. She wrote it down and took the piece of paper off somewhere to be pinned up.
"The regular?" I said in a mock-tone. "How often do you come here?"
"Well, if I said occasionally, I would be lying. Let's put it that way."
HAHAHAHA! My longest one-shot ever. Six pages in word. Well I've only done two one-shots but whatever. I'm going to be at my AWESOME BESTIE'S BDAY PARTY TOMORROW, so no updates on my other stories until I get back the next day.
Please review. I finally did a story without a sad ending, or any people getting upset.
Luvv ya,
xx Mini
