A/N I'm writing random fluff here... seriously, I'm just craving writing. I don't even have an idea! I'm watching Sonny with a Secret via Youtube, starting in three, two, one... OMW INSPIRATION!
"Give it up for Sonny Munroe!"
I ran up to the stage, my cheese earring bouncing.
"Thank you so much West Appleton High!" I yelled excitedly into the microphone, ignoring the blast of feedback.
"I can't believe that one week from today, I'm leaving Wisconsin, to go to Hollywood!" Hollywood, here I come baby! I looked around, seeing all the happy, cheering faces, and felt a tiny stab of hurt, and insecurity- were they really so glad to see me leaving? I shook it off, and tested out being a comedian with my soon-to-be-former class mates.
"And it's a good thing too, because I didn't finish my book report," I sang, avoiding my teachers eyes. Book reports had never been my strong point, and going to Hollywood seemed like a good opportunity to get out of one...
"Boo!" he said. I cringed.
"Sorry, Mr Henderson," I muttered, fighting the urge to roll my eyes. I'd never been his favourite student, but really, booing me while I was onstage giving my goodbye speech? Sheesh...
I looked into my class mates' faces, and made a huge promise, one that I meant to uphold.
"But I promise, exactly one year from now, I'll be back at Homecoming, accepting West Appleton's highest honour- the firing of the cheese cannon!" I nearly choked on my own joy at those words- they'd asked me to fire the cheese cannon! I was going to fire the cheese cannon! WHOO! (A/N Little does she know how useful said cheese cannon will be in revenge of irritating reporters :D) And then I made the big promise I needed to fulfil...
"And to deliver my book report," I mumbled, waving my hands helplessly. What can I say? Even my silly book-report setting teacher deserved a little somethin'
"And even though I'll be leaving Wisconsin," my heart twinges at those words, my eyes filled with tears, at a homesickness I could already feel, though I hadn't even left yet. "I will always have cheese in my heart!" I yelled, clasping my hands over my heart, then starting the famous cheese chant (A/N for the life of me, I could not write that down. My cheese knowledge isn't that extensive- neither is my hearing of Youtube quality SWAC episodes)
They all cheered me, and looking down at their faces, I felt suddenly confident. I may be leaving, but I would be fine. If it all went wrong in Hollywood, well, I'd always be able to come back to Wisconsin, the best place in the world...
My true home.