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Oh, well. I'm going to keep going with it and tell me what you think of it. Give me some ideas if you have any. Oh, and btw, if you're reading Sonny with a Chance of Bad Luck, the second book won't be coming out until I get some good ideas for the plot. I have absolutely no idea where to go. So…help please? =) Here we go…

Sonny

Okay, this guy was good. I was just going to have to see how good he was. This meant a battle, and Sonny Munroe brings it in a challenge. I knew exactly was I had to do. I stopped dancing just a little before "SOS" was over and walked over to the DJ, leaving the guy I was dancing with pause.

I turned back and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled a little bit. Have I seen that smile before? Why did it seem so familiar? Oh well. I walked over to the DJ and gave him a CD I'd burned earlier. I told him to play track 8, which was "Starstrukk" by 3Oh!3. It had a great beat, and it would be perfect for a battle.

I let the first beats go before I started walking back. When the first line came out I started dancing to the middle. The guy got my drift as soon as it started and took the next line. We made it to each other by the time they started singing, "Cause I just set them up, just set them up, just set them up to knock them down."

People were crowding around us as we did our thing. I was whipping out moves where I would swing my hips back and forth that made the crowd scream. The guy then pretended to wipe his forehead and wince. Like I said before, he was good. The second verse and chorus belonged to the both of us. We were both dancing at the same time. I could hear people in the crowd talking to one another, either rooting for me or the guy.

I don't really know how it happened, but somehow we grabbed each other and started doing light little movements when it started singing, "Push it baby, push it baby, out of control." It was weird, but dancing with this guy was so easy. And he made me feel…special. He pushed me out and then rolled me back in. Our movements got sharper and quicker as the beat picked up again.

Before I knew it, the song was over, and another had begun. It was "Dance Like This" by Wyclef Jean featuring Claudette. (A/N: If you don't know this song, go to .com and type in "dirty dancing Havana nights" and click albums. Go to the 5th selection and it's the last song.)

It was very upbeat and tangy. We basically put on a show for the crowd. When the man sang on the song, I danced and the guy danced after that. It was the same with the woman singing, only backwards. We weren't the only ones dancing for long. People started partnering up and breaking away from the crowd. Soon, the entire club was dancing.

The song was rather long, and after all that dancing I was thirsty. I gave the guy a smile and walked to the bar. He followed me. He sat next to me and ordered the bartender to come over to us.

"Wow. I saw you guys out there. That was amazing. Why don't I get you drinks on the house for getting people out there to dance? We were afraid they wouldn't go for it. You know how kids are. So, what'll it be?" the bartender said.

"Do you have virgin Pina Coladas?" I asked.

"Yep. So, one Pina Colada and one…?"

"Whatever pineapple drink that waiter's been serving." the guy replied.

I knew that voice…or did I? Maybe I was just imagining things.

"Coming right up." the bartender said.

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Chad

I turned over to face the girl. Where had I seen her before? She was probably an unsuspecting fan who met me at one time. Little did she know that she was talking to the Chad Dylan Cooper. She'd probably be screaming her head off if she knew it was me. I guess I should ask her what her name is…

"Hey." I yelled. The music in here was so loud.

"Hi." she replied with a small smile.

The bartender came with our drinks. I took a sip of mine at the same time she took a sip of hers and we both laughed. I set my drink down. "So, are you a dancer?" I asked.

"No. Well, yes." She paused. "Okay, I'm not professional, but I do like to dance. So, yes, but no."

Okay, she was confusing. "Is that what brought you here?" This is so weird. I'm actually wondering about some…nobody. Talking to the Randoms was even better than this. At least they were on TV.

"Pretty much. I also wanted to see what it was like. I've never been to a club before." she replied.

"I guess dancing with someone like me was pretty amazing the first time you've been to a club." I told her.

"Someone like you? What's that supposed to mean?"

Uh-oh. Smooth, Chad. Just reveal your identity. Worst spy move ever! Not that I'm the worst spy ever, but it was a pretty bad move. "With such rad moves." See, there's the awesome spy.

"Oh." she said before taking another gulp of her colada.

"So, what's your name?" I asked.

I swear she almost spit the drink out. Luckily, she drank it before it could come out and said, "What?"

"Your name? Don't you have one?" I laughed.

She smiled and looked around. "Uh…yeah, of course. Everyone has a name. Mine is…" Before she could finish some guy walked over to her.

"Hey, I saw you dancing earlier and I was wondering if you would allow me the pleasure of dancing with you." he said. Why did I want to smack this guy in the head?

"Sure." she said. She ran to the dance floor with him and they danced for two songs. Ugh. Could that guy be more annoying? If she knew who I was, she wouldn't even think about leaving me here while she danced with that guy. It sucks pretending not to be famous.

I decided to ask her again when she got back. She sat down. "So…what is your name?" I asked. She'd taken another gulp of her drink when I asked, so she had to swallow it. I didn't think anyone took that long to drink something. I couldn't tell because it was too dark, but I thought that she was maybe swishing it around in her mouth.

"Okay, now, what?" she asked, finally drinking it.

"Your name?" I asked. While I asked she took another gulp. What was up with this girl? Was she dying of thirst? She held up her finger to signal she needed a minute. "Dirty Dancing" by the Black Eyed Peas came on. She started swaying with the drink in her mouth. She drank it and grabbed my hand.

"Come dance with me." she said. She pulled me out to the dance floor and swayed. She made me hold her while she dipped down. Oh, she was good at distracting me. How did she know that would work? Oh, that's right, she's a woman.

"What is your name?" I yelled while she was dancing with me.

"What?" she yelled back.

"What is your name?!"

"Huh?"

Ugh! This was starting to annoy me. Did this girl have something wrong with her brain? Could she not remember her name? How hard is it to say my name is Brittany? Or Meagan? Or Anna? Or…I don't know, Sonny.

The song ended and I pulled her back to our seats. "Okay. Last time. What is your name?" I demanded.

Her cell phone rang then. She held up her finger and I gave an exasperated sigh. No one does this to Chad Dylan Cooper. I had to learn this girl's name. I listened in to her conversation.

"Yeah, of course. I'm sorry." she said. She waited. "Okay, I'm leaving now." She hung up the phone.

"Wait. What is your name? Please give it to me." I pleaded.

"Um…I'll leave a note for you with the bartender tomorrow. I really have to go right now." she said.

"What is so hard about just saying your name?" I asked.

"What's yours?"

What!? Wait, no, she can't bring this back around on me. I haven't even thought of a backup name yet. "Uh…"

"Exactly. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow. If not, just leave a note with the bartender." she said and ran off.

Who was that mysterious girl?

So…? Is it good so far? I don't know how long it's going to be. Probably only like 5 chapters. They're going to be tiny chapters so that I can update everyday or every other day. Don't worry, the future chapters will have Channy in them! Oh, and I'm sick, so please don't get angry if I don't update. I can barely speak. =(

Lemme know what you think =)

~Oblivious~