Heyy! I'm Mrs. Cooper. This is chapeter ONE of 'From When We Met', a Channy story.
Soo this is my first story...I'd appreciate feedback.
You guys all know how first chapters of stories are like. Pretty darn boring. But they are what leads up to the main event. You need first chapters. So exscuse this chapter. But remember: it'll get better. ;]
"I'm soo excited!" Sonny Monroe yelled happily. Tawni Hart sat slumped on the couch of the prop house. She looked up at Sonny without moving her head. Sonny gave her a look, like she knew how she felt.
"Awwhh Tawni, I know how this must feel. Like whenever you were asked to audition for-"
"Don't. Say it." Tawni interrupted, completely looking at Sonny now. Sonny backed up a few steps. "That stupid director said I would have to dye my hair black. Black! I couldn't let them to that to my baby! Or, babies! I don't really know, but I still care for my hair." Tawni said, stroking her blonde hair lovingly. Sonny snickered. "What?" Tawni asked, confused.
"You just said you 'care for your hair'." Sonny said, giggling. Tawni got the confused look.
"And?" Tawni asked.
"That…that rhymes!" Sonny said, now not able to control her laughter now. Tawni just ignored it and got up.
"I just can't believe that you got a part in a movie and I didn't!" Tawni said angrily, pacing around the room. Sonny put her head down a bit. She knew Tawni, and she knew that she always had to be the center of attention. Her head suddenly shot up.
"Tawni! I've got an idea! Maybe I can convince the-"
"The director to give me some kind of part so that I can be in the movie too, and then we can spend weeks together in a brand new dressing room bonding even closer that we already are?" Tawni finished for her.
"Uh…no?" Sonny tried, feeling pretty stupid. Tawni sighed.
"Sonny, could you just give me a few minutes of peace? My hair is going to frizz up if I'm too stressed." Tawni said. Sonny opened her mouth to her that your emotions don't affect your hair, but she decided not to. She walked out the door, being very careful as she closed it. She turned around to see a script right up in her face.
"Ahhhh!" She screamed. The script moved out of her face and she read the title: 'From When We Met'. She looked up to see who was holding the script. "Ahhhh!" She screamed again. Her heart was racing, and she could feel her anger bursting all around her.
"Chad! Why did you-wait, why are you holding the script for my movie?" Sonny asked.
"Ah, this. Yeah, this would actually be our script." Chad said, smirking. Then he covered his ears.
"AHHHHHH!" Sonny screamed even louder than she had before. She was in a movie. With the biggest jerk in the history of jerks. Chad Dylan Cooper.