Hey peeps o the world. This is like following the life of Sonny and Chad. It starts a few days before Sonny's mad obsession with Mackenzie Falls.

"Hello class." Miss Bitterman spat out. "We have been learning about the solar system so you'll do a project on it. I expect you to know what to do. It's due in two weeks. Now get to work!"

And as always the second class was dismissed everyone was asking me what we were supposed to do. I sighed and explained, saying I knew where some supplies were. They thanked me and I nodded them off.

When we got to the prop house, Marshall was there.

" Oh hey Marshall." I said.

"Guys. This is bad. Very bad. Very, very bad."

"What's very, very, very bad, bad?" Nico questioned.

"An inspector is coming tomorrow. To make sure of, I Don't even know what. And the inspector knows me, and does not like me. We could be shut down. Everyone get your acts together, when she gets here, I want you to all be working on that solar thing project; and sonny is not doing the work for you guys; At least not when the inspector comes."

"Um…?"

"Just get the supplies and get to work, oh and Sonny, I need to talk to you."

"Okay Marshall." I followed him into the hall.

"Sonny, I need you to give her a tour of the studio. Make us look as good as possible."

"Okay."

"Do you promise. No backing out."

"I promise Marshall. I promise." He put his pinky out and I gave him a look. Then I sighed and put my pinky in his and we pinky swore that I wouldn't back out.

"Now you can't back out. Okay well, get to the show it starts soon."

We all ran for the stage and after the normal preparations, gave the performance of a lifetime. Like always. I looked into the audience like always. I found out that chemistry with audience makes for better reviews. I was looking around like always and taking in how much people liked me when I saw someone in an obviously fake costume, who looked a lot like Chad. That's strange. Hm? I wonder? Nah. No way. Not one possible way that, that was Chad.

Anyways the show ended soon, and we said our goodbyes, and bowed to the cheering fans. We walked back stage.

"Well guys that was a great show. You should probably start writing next week's show."

So we sat around in the prop house brain storming ideas. Nothing came, and soon work was out.

I drove home. I walked inside and saw that my mom wasn't here. I walked to the kitchen to get some food and saw a note on the fridge. UGH! my mom was working late again. It's like I never see her anymore! For god sakes this could be our last week together and she only worries about work.

Now of course Sonny was talking in a figure of speech and being a little over dramatic, but you never know the meaning behind something you say until it's too late.

So how was it? How bad was it? Trust me it will get better, I hope. Maybe, okay maybe it won't but still. Yeah, so my inspiration for this story was from my sister and one of my FAVORITE all time best writers on here. And I got permission from them too, so yeah. I hope you guys like it. This should be one of my longest stories ever, and it should even have a sequel or two or more or I DON'T EVEN KNOW! THIS IS GOING TO Be SO COOL!