First, I want to dedicate this to Carmen, (AKA Arie Jay) for helping me with my other story, and dealing with me blabbing about my boyfriend, also, because she has been waiting patiently for that one-shot Maddy promised her, so Arie, this is for you! Thanks for dealing with me! Love ya!
I also want to thank my boyfriend's younger sister, for giving me this idea of a tamagotchi, Love ya, Lexy!
This will bring back old memory's from our childhood, when we were 7-9, and believed in cooties!
Summary: 9 year old Sonny Munroe loves her tamagotchi...and Chad Dylan Cooper. When Tawni invites Sonny, Chad, and Nico to play 'Teenagers' What could possibly happen?
Nine-year-old Sonny Munroe and her two best friends, Tawni Heart and Portlyn Long, were chatting away at recess.
Well, Tawni and Portlyn were chatting; Sonny was too busy playing with her new tamagotchi connection version 2 to join in. She let out a small, frustrated sigh when Sam lost the first round of bump… again. Portlyn noticed.
"Haven't you won bump yet?"
"No," Sonny mumbled, her eyes fixated on the small screen. She would win this time.
"Ha! When I won round eight, I got eight hundred points," Portlyn gloated.
"You can't win bump," Tawni said.
"But Idid," Portlyn retorted.
Sonny rolled her eyes; she didn't care if it was rude. Tawni and Portlyn had been fighting so much lately and it was so annoying.
Tawni crossed her little arms and pouted: "Well, my big sister said it was impossible."
"Your sister is wrong." Portlyn wasn't going to let it go.
"Humph. Well. My big sister is a teenager, and shesays that tamagotchis are stupid."
Not again, Sonny thought. Tawni's sister had just turned sixteen, and her 'big disco party' was this weekend. It was all Tawni would talk about.
"Really? How old is she…?" Portlyn asked sceptically
"Sixteen. She's called Chloe, and she's really, really old. And she has a boyfriend." Sonny nodded enthusiastically.
"No way!" Portlyn exclaimed, "My daddy won't let my sister have a boyfriend. They fight about it all the time."
"How old is your sister?"
This was Tawni's favourite game: My sister is better than yours. Sometimes Sonny wished she had a sister, too, so they would have something to talk about. However, this was not one of those times; Carmen was so cool, but Portlyn's sister, Dokota, was really mean. At the annual Christmas party held at the community centre last year she ate all the cupcakes and talked over the top of Santa Claus!
Not wanting to listen to her friend's ridiculous banter, or wanting to lose bump for the fiftieth time, Sonny decided to watch the boys play soccer. She had a great view from where she sat amongst the daisies.
"She's thirteen. She's a teenager too!"
Chad Dylan Cooper was the most athletic boy in the class; he played soccer on the weekends as well as at recess.
"My sister wears makeup."
Sonny watched in fascination as he expertly dribbled the ball down the field, neatly avoiding the other team's defence.
"No she doesn't! I've seen her and she doesn't!"
The wind blew his copper hair into his face, and Sonny noticed that he wasn't wearing a hat. She wondered idly how he'd gotten away with that. 'No hat, no play' was the rule, albeit a stupid one as it was never sunny in Forks.
"She doesss," Tawni whined.
"Who cares? Anyway, my sister told me she doesn't like you. She said you were annoying and that your hair was ugly." Portlyn smiled in satisfaction; she knew Tawni was sensitive about her hair. Sonny did too, however, and she reluctantly turned away from Chad, ready to defend her friend.
"You poop face!" Tawni screeched, her tiny hands clenching into fists.
A couple of first graders nearby giggled at the mention of the word 'poop'. They were so immature, Sonny thought.
"You know why I have short hair!"
A few months ago, the whole school had been infested with head lice. A note had been sent home, informing parents that hey either had to do the shampoo and conditioner treatment - torture of the worst kind for both the parent and the child - or have their kid's head shaved.
Of course – with the exception of Tawni – all the girls had opted for the first option; they would rather go through that than look like a boy. And Chad, Sonny thought, Chad didn't get his head shaved.
"But my sisterdoesn't," Portlyn stated smugly.
Tawni growled quietly. "My sister doesn't like you either; she said you're a skunk in training."
Portlyn sniffed herself discreetly. "I am not! I don't smell!"
"Well Carmen said you're a skunk, so that means you do smell.
Portlyn was overcome with rage but her small brain was struggling to come up with a better insult so she just settled on "You're ugly."
Sonny held her breath in anticipation of Tawni's response; no one evercalled Tawni ugly.
"Fine. You can't be our friend anymore, Portlyn," Tawni spat vehemently, "Me and Sonny are going to play teenagers tonight and you're. Not. Invited!" She practically screamed the last part, causing a few heads to turn; Chad's was one of them.
"And Chad and Nico are coming too!" She added, grabbing everyone's attention. Sonny blinked spastically, and Chad looked confused.
"My sister, and his—" Tawni pointed in Chad's direction – "brother, are boyfriend and girlfriend now," she explained.
That explanation seemed to satisfy everyone, and they all turned back to their previous activities. Portlyn stormed off, and Tawni followed, leaving Sonny alone with Chad… And Sam, the tamagotchi.
The two stood in awkward silence for a few moments before the bell rang, saving them from any conversation. Chad bolted, and Sonny looked on in awe; he was so fast. Luckily Sam beeped before she got caught staring; he had lost all of his happy hearts.
Grumbling, Sonny quickly put him on pause and reattached him to her lanyard, tucking it under her shirt; tamagotchis were banned from Forks Elementary.
Sonny often wondered if Chad had one, and if so, what colour. She liked to think it was an orangey-brown, to match his hair… or blue, to match his eyes. And what would he name it? She liked to think he named it 'Sonny' after her. But if he did name it Sonny, what would he think when he found out she didn't name hers after him?
Honestly, she did try, even going as far as asking her father how to spell 'Chad Dylsn Cooper', but then naming it Sam when only Chad Dy would fit.
But he'd understand, she assured herself as she slowly made her way back inside. And then they'd connect (hers would win the balloon game) , and Sonny and Sam would fall in love… get married… have children… Sonny smiled as she thought of what their children would be called. Her and Chad would have to coordinate, she decided, and call them 'Pepsi' and 'Coke', or 'Brown' and 'Green' after their eyes.
She was getting ahead of herself, though. What if Chad only had a version one? Oh no, she thought, then Sam and Sonny would take days to fall in love. Or worse: What if Chad was a poor caretaker? What if had a Masketchi? Sam was a Mametchi – a result of Sonny's almost obsessive devotion – and he wouldn't settle for a mushroom face.
Sonny put her head in her hands and slumped down in her seat. What if Chad didn't have a tamagotchi at all? Then how would they be friends? She really, really wanted to be Chad's friend. He was so popular, and smart; plus, he wasn't ugly like all of the other boys in their class.
Tawni thought that she like-liked him, but that was gross; she was only nine. Sonny knew that Tawni like-liked Chad's best friend, Nico, though, and wondered if that was why she'd invited them to play teenagers tonight.
Teenagers, Sonny thought. She didn't have much knowledge on the species, but that was okay; Tawni seemed to know all about them. She hoped Tawni's sister Carmen, and Chad's brother, Chase, would be there to help them, though – just in case.
Dinner at Tawni's house had been delicious. Sonny had greedily gobbled up threeslices of cheese pizza, and drank two full glasses of lemonade. She wasn't normally allowed that much junk food, and it made her feel al little scandalous. Especially when Chad had shown her how scrumptious French fries tasted dipped in lemonade.
Giggling to herself, she imagined the look of disgust that was sure to be on her mother's face the next time they ate at McDonalds.
And Tawni's dad, Mr. Heart, was so cool! He was going to let them stay up until nine o'clock, though he did say that Chad and Nico had to sleep in the guest room. Sonny frowned. She didn't like the booming laugh Nico had emitted when he and Tawni had overheard say that. She didn't think it was funny; she wanted to spend more time with Chad.
They'd sort of been forced together upon arrival at Tawni's house – well, mansion was probably a more accurate word. The second Nico had timidly knocked on the door, she'd been completely absorbed in him, touring him around the house, and telling him about Tawni's big party tomorrow night.
"D-do you have a tamagotchi?" Sonny had asked Chad hesitantly, breaking the heavy silence.
It turned out that, yes, he did have one; it was black and silver.
"Ew," Sonny had said when he'd taken it out of his pocket, "Why did you pick that one?"
Chad wasn't offended, not at all, because Sonny Munroe, was finally talking to him. Chad had thought once that maybe, just maybe, he might like-like her, but no, he decided; that was gross. Now, however, he was beginning to reconsider. Sonny was very pretty, and she was nice, too.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Sonny had pressed impatiently when he'd explained that he'd picked the black one because it was either that or pink.
"Girl," he'd told her, watching her entire face light up… Maybe hers was a boy?
"What's her name?"
"Um, Tanya…"
"Tanya?" Sonny repeated rudely, "What kind of a name is that?"
When the two had talked about all things tamagotchi, Sonny confessed to him her lack of knowledge on the behaviour of teenagers.
Secretly, Chad was delighted.
"It's okay," he'd reassured her, "I have a teenage brother, so I'll help you."
Sonny tried to keep this in mind as she tiptoed up the stairs later that night to sneak into Tawni's room for 'research', as Tawni had put it. The Heart's had a massivestaircase, she noticed, and then noted that she'd never been upstairs at their house before; Tawni room was on the ground floor, which was really weird.
She stole a sideways glance at Chad, who didn't seem as awed by the staircase as she, but was looking at her quite intently.
"What?" she asked rudely, yet, she couldn't stop the blush that slowly crept towards her cheek.
"Shhhh!" Tawni hissed before he could answer. "This is Carmen's door," she whispered excitedly to the group, gesturing to a door a few feet down the hall from where they stood. It that was covered in stickers and posters of… boys? Ew.
"We have to be quiet, but, because mom said not to go in here and I don't want to get in trouble."
Sonny thought she saw Chad roll his eyes. Nico stood there quietly, looking at the walls as if they were about to swallow him alive.
Tawni reached up on her tip-toes to open the door. She was so short, Sonny thought; she'd have no problem blending in with the first graders. Tawni held open the heavy door, quickly ushering everyone inside whilst her eyes frantically searched the hallway for any signs of her parents. This was not the first time Tawni had snuck into Carmen's room, so she knew to always make sure the coast was clear.
Once everyone was safely in the room, Tawni let out a deep sigh of relief and quietly closed the door.
"Nico, you turn on the light - I can't reach," she demanded.
"Where is it?" he whispered tentatively; Sonny could almost feel the fear he was emitting in waves.
"On the wall." Tawni responded impatiently, "Hurry up!"
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I was smiling the whole way when writing this! Part 2 will be up tommorow, hopefully!
Questions
Did this bring back memmory's to when you were 7-9?
Did you ever have a tamagotchi?
What was your favourite part?
Love ya,
Sarah :)