~Baby, Just Say Yes~
Chapter 2
"Sonny, you're not still reading those lines, are you?" Tawni asked, in the process of deciding which shade of Coco Moco Coco lipstick would work best with her ball gown for the party.
"Well, even though I'll be opposite James Conroy in the movie, I still want to deliver the best performance possible. This is my first movie role, and I want to make sure I do my best! If I deliver in this perfomance, that opens the door to more roles and people wanting to work with me!" Sonny reasoned, while setting the script down.
"Ah, novices. I remember my first movie offer." Sonny rolled her eyes at Tawni's remark.
"Anyway, the party's in an hour. I guess I'd better start doing hair and makeup, too."
Tawni held out three shades of lipstick. "I can't decide between Ravishing Rutabaga, Sweet Strawberry, or Holla Honey! Help." She commanded, indecisively.
Sonny got up and pointed to the third stick. "Rutabaga, definitely." Tawni frowned.
"Noooo, Sonny, Rutabaga's too dark! And Strawberry's too sheer, and Honey's too light! I wish I had a stick that combined the best of all of these colors."
The brunette shrugged. "Why don't you just mix them together, Tawni? Apply a light coat of Honey to start with, add Rutabaga to make it as dark as you want, and add Strawberry for shine!"
Tawni's eyes gaped at the suggestion. "You. Are. A. GENIUS! And to think I thought you knew nothing about style." Sonny smiled at the almost compliment.
"Thanks, Tawn."
Tawni grinned, and gave Sonny a once-over. "You could definitely stand do something about your hair though."
The hour of partying had finally commenced. Tawni was dressed in a dazzling silver ballgown, with the poofiest skirt in all of Hollywood. She boasted a tiara and sat at the front of the ballroom in a mock throne, so that even with her mask, there was no doubting her identity as the birthday girl.
Skyler, Ferguson, and Chad had all snuck into the party wearing their masks. When the bouncer hounded them at the door concerning the guest list, 50 dollars and tickets to the Lakers game seemed to be enough of a bribe for him to turn a blind eye.
"All right, guys. All the hottest girls in Hollywood are here for our picking! Let's split up and work our swag!" Ferguson exclaimed, exchanging grins and high-fives with Skyler before taking off. Chad was still a little depressed. Marta really hadn't meant much to him, but the hit it took on his ego was huge. He wasn't sure if he had it in him to play the field just quite yet. If he got rejected, it would be the end of him. Suddenly, someone collided into him and he fell to the ground.
"Oh my gosh, I am so so sorry!" The young girl scrambled to help him up. Chad scoffed and brushed himself off.
"Yeah, well maybe you should watch where you're going." He snapped, avoiding the hurt look in the girl's brown eyes, the only part of her face besides her lips which was visible beneath the mask.
"You know, I said sorry. There's really no need for you to be so rude." The brunette retorted, grabbing her script from the ground next to Chad.
"Hey, what's that?" Chad asked, intrigued.
"It's nothing, just a scene I'm working on for a new movie. This is the only part of the script where the lines don't come naturally and-"
"Who brings work to a party?" the heartthrob asked, smirking at the girl.
"This girl does. This is my first movie role ever and I just don't want to mess it up. I've been practicing the lines all I can, but it doesn't seem to help. My co-star is a guy I despise, so during rehearsals, I can't act like I love him like the script says I'm supposed to. I know I'm a novice actress still, but-"
Chad looked the scene from the script over and raised one hand as a gesture for the girl to stop babbling. He rolled his eyes and decided to put the girl out of her misery and help her out.
"Okay, number one- stop babbling. You're going to talk me to death. Number two, acting isn't easy for everyone. It's an art. You need to get over that block in your head. You're not talking to the guy you hate, your character is talking to his character. That's the key to mastering these lines. Rehearse with someone else to put a fresh face on the lines, if you need to!" What's the use of being the greatest actor of your generation if you can't share your glory with others?
The brunette smiled for the first time. "You're right, thanks." Chad smiled and turned to walk away, before the brunette grabbed his arm. "Do you think maybe you could rehearse this scene with me? You definitely seem to know what you're talking about here."
Chad shrugged and followed her into a quieter corner of the ballroom where they could sit down. Sitting next to each other, with the script situated between them, they began rehearsing the lines.
Sonny began. "I don't know what to say, Matt. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel anything beyond friendship for you."
Chad read next. "Then why do you deny it? There's something between us. Why do you pretend it's not there?"
"Maybe I'm just afraid. I'm a girl struggling to pay off her student loan debt, and your dad is a big-time CEO. I'm just not right for you. You can do better."
"I can't do better. You make me a better person, and for that, I know we're destined to be together. I love you, Annabel."
"But our families- we come from different worlds, my family works for your family, for heaven's sake-"
"Shh. Forget about them. Think about us. It's just you and me. The universe can't punish two people who dared to love."
"I don't-"
"Just kiss me."
At this point, Sonny grew timid, turning her face to the other direction. "Well, that was-"
"Shh. Time for talking is over." Chad smirked, gently turning her face back toward him and softly kissing her lips.
Sonny's eyes shot open and she looked into his eyes. The single sparkling blue eye. Why hadn't she noticed it before? The acting tips, the dramatic way he read the lines. She was sitting next to none other than Chip Drama-pants!
"I just kissed Chad Dylan Cooper." She whispered, not believing it herself.
Chad backed away. "How did you know?"
Suddenly the mooing of a cow could be heard, and vibrations could be felt. "Mooing cow ringtone. Sonny, is that you under there?" Chad asked, with disbelief.
They simultaneously lifted their masks, and it only confirmed their doubts.
"Cooper!"
"Munroe!"
"I can't believe I just kissed you. I'll have to go boil my lips now." Sonny frowned, feigning disgust.
Chad's lips turned up in a cocky grin. "Don't fight it Munroe, all girls have trouble resisting the King of Drama."
"I was only attracted to you because I didn't know it was you! And for the record, YOU kissed ME!"
"Don't pretend you didn't like it!"
"I didn't! It's called acting," Sonny retorted.
Chad scoffed. "Last I checked, being funny isn't really acting."
"Comedy requires talent too! You don't have a funny bone in your body! And I don't mean your humerus!"
"Wow. Just wow. Even when you're arguing with someone, you manage to squeeze jokes in. And I can be funny!"
"Really? Tell me a joke. Right now."
"Um... Oh, I know! What did the mama corn say to the baby corn?"
"What?"
"Where's "popcorn?"
At this, Sonny couldn't stifle her giggles. Okay, I have to admit, for you, that was pretty funny," she admitted with a slight smile.
Suddenly, Nico's voice was heard. "Chad Dylan Cooper? What are you doing here, Chip?"
Chad froze. Uh-oh. Maybe leaving his mask off was a bad idea...
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-Bhavana
