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Chapter 1

Adele's voice was the first thing I heard in the morning. "Someone Like You" crooned from my alarm clock and I groaned as my hand blindly searched for the snooze button.

"Sonny!" I heard a muffled voice outside my door followed by a series of thumps. My brother.

"What, James?" I snapped at him, still under the covers in my comfy bed. To say I'm not a morning person would be an understatement.

"Get up!" He yelled and thumped on my door once more.

I sighed and turned over to look at my ceiling. What is today, anyway? James is less of a morning person than I am, so it would have to be really special if he woke me up. I reached for my phone and checked the home screen. January 15. Of course! I was flying to New York today!

I got out of my bed and padded downstairs. I could see the back of James' head at the breakfast table. A plate of steaming blueberry pancakes was sitting in front of my chair and I smiled slightly. James and I may have arguments sometimes, but he's an amazing brother.

"Good morning, Los Angeles," A blonde reporter, in front of a dark sky foreshadowing rain, beamed on the small flat screen in front of the breakfast table, "As you can see behind me, we are expecting some nasty weather in the Golden State!" The wind around her was so strong, it blew her umbrella out of her hand.

"You all packed for New York?" James asked through a mouth of pancakes.

"Almost!" I chirped. I was so excited to go to New York for the first time ever.

"Why are you getting there so early, again?" He questioned.

"Because, James! My audition for NYU might not be for two weeks, but I want to sight see and have a small vacation."

My brother chuckled, "I guess that's a good enough reason. But hey, I can't see you off at the airport like I wanted."

My face fell. "What? Why?"

"Sorry sis, but the guy who was supposed to cover for me cancelled." He gave me a meek smile.

"So how am I supposed to get to the airport? Mom and Dad are down visiting Penelope in Florida and you'll have the car for work." I was suddenly very worried that I wouldn't be getting to the airport.

"Chill, Sonny," James laughed, "I asked Chad if he would take you to the airport and he was cool with it."

My face was suddenly deadpan. "Chad? Really? I can barely handle him for five minutes, let alone the half hour ride to the airport trapped in a car!"

James laughed again, "Look, do you want to go to the airport or not?"

I glared at him for being correct and shoved more blueberry pancakes into my face.

"Hey, I gotta get going though, I'm due at work in an hour. I'll see you later, sis." He kissed my forehead and walked out of the house.

After I finished breakfast, I went upstairs to finish packing. Starting my shower, I thought about Chad. He was my brother's best friend and our neighbor. He had always been like an older brother to me. We used to be close, but he grew into an asshole. He started using girls and dating more than one at a time. It was disgusting to watch him transform, but he still stayed best friends with James, who was like him, just milder. Now, Chad and I just have short, curt conversations normally. However, If we have to be around each other too much, we can manage to be civil and somewhat cordial.

I stepped out of the shower singing Rolling In The Deep while I pranced back into my room to change. I put on my sweatpants and a sweatshirt, and then sat down on my bed with my laptop. I checked my reservation for my plane and my hotel in Manhattan. Once I was sure everything was set, I packed my laptop into its bag. I took all my bags downstairs and put them near the door. I checked the clock, it was only 11:00 AM in the morning. I had to find a way to spend my time until 2:00 PM in the afternoon, when it would be time to leave for the airport. I settled on my couch and turned on the TV. I watched That 70's Show until the doorbell rang. I checked the clock, 1:30 PM.

"Who is it?" I yelled out.

"Your dream boy!" A low voice called back.

I opened the door, "Ugh, more like my nightmare." I scoffed and turned around, walking back into my house.

"Hey hot stuff," Chad's husky voice said behind me.

I turned around and laughed, "Hi asshole."

Chad clutched his hand to his heart and feigned pain, "Oh, that hurts."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I'm sure you want me over all the girls falling over you at UCLA and still at our high school."

He shrugged, "What can I say? They like what they see." He smirked, "But I only have eyes for you."

I rolled my eyes again when he winked at me, "Whatever, Chad. Let's go, I'm ready for my vacation."

"What time is your flight?" He asked, picking up my ticket.

"In three hours, so we need to go now!" I picked up all my bags and held out my hand for my boarding pass.

"Here, Sonshine, let me get some of that." Chad took one of my suitcases and a duffel bag like they were air and began to walk out the door. Opening the trunk of his car, he started throwing my bags in violently.

"Hey! Be careful with some of those! They hold delicate objects." I cried.

Chad chuckled, "Don't worry, nothing broke." He shut the trunk and walked over to open my door for me.

I gasped, "Chad Dylan Cooper is opening the door for a lady? How sweet!"

He winked at me, "Just for you, Sonny."

"I'm so lucky to have you, Chaddy!" I squealed the nickname he hated as he got in the driver's seat and started the ignition.

He growled at me and put the car in reverse. We were off to the airport.

"So, Sonny. Why do you want to go to New York so badly?" Chad questioned.

"Because! It's a city full of magic. It looks so beautiful during wintertime. I've never been to big city."

Chad smiled, "Well then I hope you get your dream vacation."

"Enough talk about me, Cooper. Let's talk about you! Why'd you volunteer to take me to the airport anyway? You hate me." I stated.

"I don't think volunteer is the word I would use, more like James forced me to take you, I wasn't exactly pleased with the job." Chad chuckled.

My face fell, "Oh, well thanks then. I guess."

"Sonny, I didn't mean it like that…"

"It's fine, Chad. Let's just get to the airport."

20 excruciating minutes later, and we were at the airport. I hopped out of the car quickly and went to get my bags from the trunk. Once I had everything in my arms, barely, I started for the doors, not even waiting for Chad. He could go home now, I was delivered to the airport.

"Allison, wait." Chad called.

I stopped in my tracks, "Don't call me Allison. Only close friends and family get to do that, and you are neither." I said, turning around to face him.

Chad ran up to me, "I'm sorry, Sonny. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Can I least help you with your bags."

I just stared at him, deadpan. "Fine," I said, slamming one of my bags into his chest, knocking the air out of him, "Let's go."

I sped walked through the airport, looking for the desk to check in to my flight. I saw the blue ribbons that indicated my airline and walked up to the lady.

"Hi, I'm Allison Munroe and I want to check my luggage for my flight to New York City." I smiled at her.

"Oh, I'm sorry miss, but as you can see Los Angeles is about to experience a hurricane. We aren't flying any planes out of here until the storms pass and die down." The lady behind the counter looked sympathetic.

I frowned, "When do you think it'll be safe enough to fly?"

"Well according to the whether station, the storms are supposed to last for about a week or two. And after that, we have to wait a couple hours for the clear to fly."

My jaw dropped, "No. You can't be serious! I have an audition and vacation in New York!" I whined.

"I'm sorry, miss, but you won't be leaving California in a plane for at least a couple days."

I sulked back to the group of chairs Chad was sitting at. He looked up from the swimsuit edition of Sports Illustrated he was reading and gave me a quizzical look. "Why so serious?" He asked me.

"The hurricane has stopped all the planes from flying! For days! What am I supposed to do? This audition means the world to me and I was supposed to have a New York vacation." I cried.

Chad tried to hug me from the side but I shrugged him off, "Damn I'm sorry, Sonny. Anything I can do?"

I shook my head, "Besides get me to New York? Nope."

He chuckled, "I think I can manage that."

"What?" I shot up and looked at him.

"I can drive you to New York."

"Yeah right." I laughed.

"No, really. I've been wanting to do a road trip for awhile, and my car can handle the rain until we pass the storm."

"Chad, it's over 3000 miles. Are you sure?"

"Completely, Sonny. Come on! Let's get you to New York!"

I was sitting in Chad's car outside his house. He went inside to pack some bags for the trip to New York, and then we were off on the highway. I was kind of surprised that Chad would just drop everything and drive me to New York for a college audition. I mean, yes Chad is my brother's best friend and he's always been like an older protective brother to me, but that doesn't mean we get along that well. Heck, he was probably just doing this to make up for being an ass to me the past couple of years. Either way, it was really sweet to drive me across the United States. I completely forgave him for pissing me off earlier.

"Hey Sonny, can you hold this?" He gave me his phone and wallet while he put his bags in the back. I looked at him. I was really lucky he was nice enough to do this. His blonde hair was ruffled because he had just put on a Bruins hoodie. He looked up and his blue eyes met my brown ones. He grinned and winked at me, "Stop staring, Sonshine, a picture will last longer."

I glared at him, cocky Chad was back. Cocky Chad was a flirty person, he always has been. He had girls fawning over him at our high school and he has plenty of girls fawning over him at UCLA now that he goes there.

Chad climbed back into his car and took his phone and wallet from my hands. "So we're off to New York, then?"

I grinned, "We are! I already called my mom, my dad, and James. They're all okay with us driving, but James said 'Don't try anything.' What does that mean?"

Chad shifted uncomfortably, "Don't worry about it, just a joke between us." He started the car and we began to drive.

So that was my first chapter! I hope you all liked it, and I'm sorry if it was boring to start with. I'm just a beginner, and this was the introduction. :) It will get better, I promise! Please review, I love critiques on my writing. Thanks again!

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