A/N: Thanks again to everyone who reviewed and Amber!!!
I must have fallen asleep when we were driving back because I woke up to find myself in Chad dressing room on his bed. He, himself was making waffles in the toaster. You know the little Ego Mini Waffles? Yup. He was making those. Can you believe Chad Dylan Cooper was making me breakfast? I stretched and yawned.
"Mornin' Sonshine." He said and handed me a plate. I smiled and hugged him. I scarfted down my breakfast and gave Chad a quick kiss. Boy was I going to be late to rehearsal.
"Don't forget!" Chad called after me.
I should probably tell you that Chad had convinced me to slowly tell my friends and family one by one that I was Demi Lovato. Now that I think about it, it was probably better to anyway because they could help me, but then again they probably wouldn't understand. So I was going to tell Zora first. I was going to tell her first because she was the smartest and she would probably be less likely to freak than Tawni or Nico or Grady.
I rushed to my dressing room and changed for the Annoying Girl sketch. Tawni was combing her long blonde locks in front of her mirror.
"So, what do you think of Demi Lovato?" I asked. Maybe I could tell her instead of Zora.
"She has terrible taste in clothing kind of like you, she has ugly hairstyles like you, and her singing is really - Wait, no!" she started laughing. "You couldn't be Demi! You can't sing!"
"Right. Thanks." I muttered. This was going to be harder than I thought.
"Well, I'll see you on set." Tawni said and pranced out the door.
I sighed. There was no way I could tell Tawni yet. Zora was definitely a good choice. Now if only I could find her…
I walked to set and everyone was there.
"Okay, kids. Remember, tonight is the big night." Marshall said once we were all assembled.
Shit. Demi had a huge concert in San Diego tonight. Sonny had a very important show tonight. I had totally forgotten about tonight's show. And Demi's concert was SOLD OUT. So if Demi called in sick thousands of fans would be disappointed. But if Sonny called in sick millions of viewers would be disappointed too.
We rehearsed and I messed up so many times.
"Cut!"Marshall yelled. "Sonny can I speak with you for a moment?"
I nodded my head rushed over to where he was sitting.
"What's a matter?"
"Well, I don't feel so well." I lied. I was going to do Demi's concert because Portlyn could sub for me as Sonny.
"I see. Why don't you go home and relax? I'm afraid we might have to cancel today's sketch."
"No you don't!" I practically screamed. "Portlyn can sub for me is what I mean." I said in a quieter voice.
"What a great idea! I will contact her right away!" Marshall said and ran off.
"You really aren't sick, are you?" a voice from behind said.
I whipped around to find Zora tapping her foot, her arms across her chest and she was smiling evilly.
"W-what makes y-you say that?" my voice got high as I said this.
"Oh, nothing. Just that your voice is really high. Let me guess, you have a concert, right?"
"How did you know about that?" I shrieked.
"Ah ha! So you are Demi Lovato."
"How did you know about that too?" I had just let the cat out of the bag. Well, I guess six more people to tell, right?
"You don't think I recognized you on interviews? Seriously, Sonny. Anybody who knows you well could tell."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"Well, I figured you would tell us when you were ready." Zora shrugged.
"Thanks Zora. And don't tell the others. I think I will myself."
Zora smiled at me.
"Just not now." I said and ran to find Chad. But I did hear:
"I knew she would say that." Zora sighed.
A/N: Okay this was kind of short but I was busy and I wanted to get this up so enjoy and review plz!
