"CHAD!" Sonny bellowed, seething as she stared at her ransacked room. I can't believe he did that. Just then her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and picked up.
"I'm so mad at you!" she yelled into the phone.
"Sonny?" Marshall spoke into the end
"Marshall?" Sonny asked? Eeep, I;m in trouble.
Yes, it's me. Why are you mad at me?"
"Sorry, I thought it was Chad," Sonny said trying to be calm
"Oh okay. I ran out of minutes on my phone and Chad lent me his. Nice kid. Anyway, just called to let you know today's rehearsal is cancelled."
"Oh, ok thanks."
Yes, okay. Wait why are you mad at Chad?"
"No reason," Sonny said sweetly and laughed while glaring.
"Ahh, young love. Bye Sonny." Marshall said and hung up.
Young love? Is he out of his mind?! Sonny put her phone in her pocket and stalked out of her door looking for Chad. She went to his dress room and knocked. No answer…she knocked again but still silence.
She turned the knob and pushed it open. It appeared to be vacant. She tiptoes inside an evil idea in mind. Chad doesn't think he's the one who can play tricks does he…, because am going to show him that two can play at that game.
She walked over to his dresser. He has a pretty impressive dress room. The walls were pained a brilliant shade of red, there was a huge king bed in the middle. Why does he need a bed? Not like he sleeps here. There was a huge lighted mirror. (((FIX DESCRIPTION)
Time to get dirt on Cooper. She opened a drawer, hopeful. Nothing was in there except a paper…Nothing? I can't believe he has nothing. What does he use it for then? She sighed and took out the paper. What use could this be? She unfolded it, disappointed.
There was a poem written on it. It was entitled Reasons I Love You
I love you because you bring out the best in me
I love you because you're caring and sweet
I love your laughter it makes me smile
I love our banters
And I dream of you every night
I love you because you're cute
I love how you tell me what to do
I love the way you kissed me that one time
I dream of you because you're one of a kind
I love how you get jealous
But just as much, I love how you are zealous
I love how I can never hate you
But most of all I love for being you
Hmm…who would have though of Chad being poetic…or sweet at that matter. Wonder who it's about.
Sonny read the poem once more trying to decipher who it was about. No way…this sounds so much like me and him…it can't be me…can it? Sonny stared at the paper in disbelief. She folded the paper, then saw something scribbled on it. "To, Sonny." So this is for me…aw isn't that sweet. Chad has a crush on me. That explains a lot…wait CHAD DYLAN COOPER HAS A CRUSH ON ME!? Sonny began to freak out. She only ever loved him for so long. Wait did I just admit that. What is wrong with me. She heard voices outside the door. She quickly put the poem back in the drawer and looked for a place to hide. She found on, just soon as the door opened, and in walked in Chad.
He looked around his shoulder and opened the drawer she found the poem in. He pulled it out. "ugh! Why does Sonny have to be so like-able. It's not like she's pretty as other girls."
Sonny gasped.
"I mean, I guess that's a good thing. At least she's not all over me and she's pretty cute and smart. Why do I have to like her? I've never felt this way before." Chad mumbled to himself, obviously frustrated.
Sonny giggled. This was the first time she saw Chad loose his cool. She saw him walk out of his room, but not before safely putting the poem back in the drawer. Sonny watched his retreating back…as an idea began forming in her head.