Summary: [Channy] "Tawni, I want to be seductive." In the scheme of things, it's not unlikely that Chad won't be involved. After all, he's the test subject.

Disclaimer: standard disclaimers applied.

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| Caught in the Middle |

I: Sonny wants to be seductive?!

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"Tawni, I want to be seductive."

Tawni Harte's eyes widened in surprise, practically choking on the water bottle she was drinking from. "What?"

Tawni had been seated in her and Sonny's dressing room getting ready for dress rehearsals and wanted to come down her nerves and gulped down on some water. Yes, even Tawni Harte gets nervous before an audience; not that she'd tell anyone, because after all, she's supposed to be the cool and collected one from the group.

"Tawni…I," Sonny mustered herself to continue, heat rising to her cheeks, "I want to be…seductive."

Y' know, it's not something you hear every day. So what did Tawni do? She laughed.

"Excuse me?" Tawni gasped for air, unable to control her fits of laughter because this was the funniest thing she's heard all day.

Sonny narrowed her eyes at Tawni, crimson smeared across her face, "It's not funny!"

"But Sonny, it is," Tawni replied, arms grasping her stomach because it hurt so bad. After she had finished up her hysterical state, Tawni continued on, "But seriously Sonny, what is it?"

"I told you," Sonny gnashed her teeth, thinking, 'I'm going to die!' "I want to be seductive."

Tawni's lips twisted into a frown as she creased her forehead, "You're kidding right?" Sonny blew the strands away from her vision, standing before Tawni now as Tawni's intent gaze fell on her. "Sonny, you're the nicest, prudish girl in the world, why would you want to be seductive?"

Sonny took it as an insult, baffled that Tawni would say such a thing. Okay, maybe she didn't have this whole Hollywood bitchy attitude that everyone seemed to have since she's from Wisconsin and all, but she wasn't a prude!

"I'm not a prude!"

Tawni rolled her eyes, as if saying yeah, right.

"C'mon, Sonny. You couldn't even cheat on the math test Ms. Bitterman gave us before it even started!"

"I — that's not…" Sonny began, lost at words. Tawni was right; maybe she was a prude. Ugh, Sonny hates when Tawni's right.

"See? You have no comeback." Tawni directed her attention back to her mirror, running her long, manicured fingers through her golden locks and ignoring the grumble that Sonny had emitted. In an airy manner, Tawni dismissed Sonny with the flick of her wrist.

Geez, sometimes Tawni could be such a blond.

"But Tawni!" Sonny griped, "Can't you just teach me how to be seductive?"

Tawni swiveled her chair to face Sonny. Puckering her glossy lips, she let out an exasperated sigh and repeated the question Sonny was hoping she wouldn't ask, "Sonny, tell me. Why would you want to be seductive?"

Tawni could hardly believe it. Sonny, seductive? It's like saying cats should mate with dogs. Hint: put two and two together and it's very likely that the end result will turn out horribly, horribly bad. Like Tawni had said before, Sonny was too nice, too good, so prudish. When it comes to seductive, you have to be bad, flirty, and keep them asking for more and play hard to get; Sonny doesn't screams 'look at me, I know I'm pretty and I know you want me' but rather, 'yeah, I do look like a dork.' Tawni wasn't trying to be mean or anything, but Sonny can really be lame at times. For example, her lame jokes, her cell phone ringtone, and her boring, elongated Wisconsin talk that could put insomniacs to sleep.

But going back to the situation,

"I…" Sonny began, hesitant as Tawni surveyed her with questionable eyes, "I…like someone."

Hearing this, Tawni's ears perked up and she suddenly found some actual interest in their conversation.

"Sonny, spill. Who's stolen your heart?" Oh, geez. That sounded so cheesy Sonny had to refrain herself from chuckling.

"Well…you know him."

"Sonny, I don't want clues; I want his name."

"Okay, okay…geez, I'm getting there." Someone doesn't appreciate the art of suspense.

"And well, he's kind of annoying and arrogant, and has that bad boy aura surrounding him, and he has really adorable blue eyes and…"

"Oh. My. God. It's Chad…you like Chad!" Tawni accused, pointing a finger at Sonny in shock.

Sonny yelped.

Disgust was splashed across her face.

"What?! How could you even assume that? I was talking about Austin Rain!" Sonny yelled, waving her arms in a crazy, propelling manner that almost hit Tawni in the face.

"OH." Tawni flashed a sheepish smile, "My bad."

"Well, YEAH! Why would I like Chad? He's arrogant, annoying, stupid…" Sonny widened her eyes, finally realizing what she had led on. "Oh." Now she was donning an uneasy expression, even more embarrassed then when she first entered the room.

"Duh."

Tawni 1, Sonny 0.

She really needed to get better at this.

Sighing, Sonny spoke up with a, "Yeah…So will you teach me? Please?"

Tawni eyed her manicured nails with a sort of flare that made you think, 'mean girl'. She looked up after a moment, replying, "Well, I don't know Sonny…you aren't the most docile child in the bunch."

'I didn't even know she knew what docile meant,' Sonny mentally added, then, "Please?"

"Why would you want to seduce Austin Rain anyway?"

Tawni accompanied this by raising a slender brow.

"Well…not really 'seduce'. More like make myself more appealing and interesting without being skimpy or slutty. Maybe 'seductive' isn't the right word; flirt maybe. But he's just been on my mind lately…and he's just so…" Sonny's cheeks flared up with red, a smile playing at her lips as she found interest at her shoes, "…cute."

'Hmm,' Tawni thought, grinning ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. 'Sonny's got a school girl crush!'

"And," Sonny furthered, "I need help…Austin is just so 'bad boy'; he won't fall for plain Jane Sonny Munroe. He probably wants someone not so…dorky." Sonny lowered her head in shame; yes, she'll finally admit it. Compared to these high class Hollywood stars, she's just ordinary.

"Aw, Sonny…" Tawni stood up from her leather spinning chair and soothed Sonny my rubbing her shoulder, "you're not…d-dor—" Tawni tried to say it, screaming in her mind, 'Just spill it damn it!' But the words wouldn't escape her mouth and it was like that comfort session they had before when Sonny was depressed that James Conroy dumped her for Tawni; absolutely positively horrible.

"You're not do-r—" Tawni stopped mid-sentence because Sonny was giving her the look. As in the 'I know you're lying to me' look which consisted of daggers.

"Okay, fine. You are dorky."

"So you'll help me?"

"What makes you think I'll help you?"

Sonny chewed at the inside of her mouth, "Because…you're the most beautiful, funny, and talented person in the world?"

"Sucking up to Tawni now, huh?" Tawni crossed her arms and tapped her foot, scrutinizing Sonny's form that sent shivers down Sonny's spine.

'It was worth a shot…' Sonny thought, crestfallen. "Well…"

"I like it!"

"Huh?" Sonny asked, bewildered.

"Let project Make Sonny Seductive commence!"

"…"

"Yeah, it needs a better name."

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tbc

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a/n: Yep, I have no idea how I came up with this. I have a feeling that doing this and watching TV at the same time caused this, heheh. ;p BTW, I think "Austin Rain" is from Hannah Montana so…yeah. Anyway, this is my first ever SWAC ficlet, so I hope you guys enjoyed it! ;D

R&R please!