A/N: Hey all!!

First of all, thank you so much to all of you who reviewed. I appreciate it very much!! I also appreciate all of the awesome ideas ya'll gave me! Thanks to you who reviewed, I now know how to do all of Chad's sweet things! So if you reviewed, be proud. *big smile*

Okay. I'm going to clear up the confusion that will most defiantly ensue after this chapter now. LAST CHAPTER TOOK PLACE ON A FRIDAY! THIS CHAPTER IS THE MONDAY AFTER!!

Sorry wanted to caps that for the people who don't read A/Ns. Okay enough of my rambling, on to the story!

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831: Eight Letters, Three Words, One Meaning

Chapter Two: Monday – Ice Skating

CHAD

Breathe. Just Breathe. You're Chad Dylan Cooper. You can do this. UGH! No I can't!! I can't believe I was stupid enough as to decide to take Sonny ice skating. I am so brainless. I don't even know how to ice skate. I am going to be laughed at. Gosh, what is wrong with me?!

"Chad is something wrong?" Sonny asked. Of course something was wrong! I am an idiot! That's what was wrong! I already told her I was taking her ice skating so I couldn't go back on my word now. Great. Just wonderful. My girlfriend was going laugh at me when I fell on my face. This was not good for my ego. It's a good thing I'm the best actor of my generation.

"No, I'm fine. Everything is wonderful Sonny!" I replied lying through my teeth. She looked at me skeptically, and I gave her my signature smirk trying to make her doubt me less. It was really sad that she could see through my, the greatest actor of his generation's, act. Extremely sad if truth be told. I swerved proficiently to avoid colliding with a orange cone that I hadn't noticed before. Great; road work. Just the thing I needed. Not. This day wasn't turning out how I expected it to at all. Sonny craned her neck to see past he vast line of cars in front of us.

"They're redoing the road lines. They were getting a bit faded around here…" Sonny trailed off, seemingly in thought. I sighed. Of all the unimportant things to be doing when I, Chad Dylan Cooper, was trying to take my girlfriend ice skating. Even if I was going to completely humiliate myself when we got in the rink because I don't know how. To ice skate that is. I guess I should be grateful for the postponement, but I have by no means ever truly enjoyed waiting.

"Chad!" Sonny's voice disrupted my musings.

"Yeah?" I replied looking up from my feet where I had been looking but not really seeing.

"Move! We can go now!" she exclaimed. She had obviously been trying to acquire my attention for a while now. I sighed and put my foot gently on the gas pedal. Not too long now, until I completely mortify myself.

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We pulled into the rink parking lot. I was dreading what I knew was bound to happen in the matter of about 10 minutes. I took a deep breath and got out of the car. I walked around to open Sonny's door, and when she stepped out, she took my hand.

"Chad, I think I figured out what is wrong with you." I looked at her trying to look amused, but failing miserably. She laughed at my obviously pained face.

"You, Chad Dylan Cooper, do not know how to ice skate." She stated wryly. I grimaced. She had hit the nail on the head.

"I knew it!" she exclaimed her face lighting up when I nodded. She giggled. "It's okay Chad. I'll show you how." I felt myself go bright red. Wasn't it usually the guy who says that to the girl in the romantic movies? Great. Now I was the girl. This was just perfect. We walked through the front doors. Sonny expertly asked for two adult tickets. Apparently if you were over 16, you were an adult. It's like I've always assumed. For the Jewish, once you've had your bar mitzvah, you're considered fully grown. For Americans, once you've got your driver's license and a car to drive, you're an adult.

We went and got our skates, which I found out later had already been used. If I had known this fact at the time, I wouldn't have even put them on. It took me ages to figure out how to put the gosh-damned things on. Finally I had Sonny show me. I felt like such a pansy. It was horrifying! Finally, we had our skates on, and we were about to get in the rink. Sonny had told me that getting in was about the hardest part, so naturally I was a bit wary.

"It's okay Chad, I won't let you fall," Sonny said with a giggle. I turned to glare at her, but the quick action, made me fall face first onto the hard, cold, ice. Sonny bit back a giggle and helped me up. My feet were sliding everywhere. This plan was by far my worst. I could only hope all my other plans for this week wouldn't backfire like this one, and if they did, at least not as severely.

When I finally got my feet to quit sliding out beneath me, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chad, maybe we should just stay on the rail for a while. I think that'll be best for you until you get the feel of it. Don't worry, you will." Sonny suggested in a guarded voice. I sighed heavily and grabbed a hold of the rail. As I was doing this, I just so happened to catch a glance at myself in the mirror. Seeing my hair was a complete mess, I let out a manly shriek.

"What now?" Sonny asked.

"My hair!!" I cried in utter mortification. Sonny openly laughed at this. I sent her a glare and attempted to fix my hair. In order to fix my hair, however, I had to let go of the rail. Doing this made me lose my balance again, and I face planted on the ground, again.

"Chad, you are so vain. You're even worse than Tawni, and that's saying something!" Sonny said trying to hold back her laughter. I sent her yet another glare and finally managed to heave myself off the floor and cling on to the rail again. I looked at my reflection pitifully. Sonny rolled her eyes and started to reach towards my hair. I jerked away immediately.

"What are you doing!?" I asked surprised.

"I was going to fix your hair so you wouldn't try to do it yourself and fall again." She replied crossing her arms, "But if that's the way it's going to be, then you can just fall again. See if I care." She huffed and skated away.

"Sonny!" I called after her admiring the way she skated. Oh how I wish I could skate like her. Then I wouldn't be in this mess in the first place. I set my mind on figuring it out so I could skate with her, and moved myself along the rail again.

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Yes! I've got it! I had finally gotten it! Now I could chase after Sonny and skate with her. I slowly pushed myself off the rail, and skated towards the place where I could see Sonny was talking to a little girl, who had obviously recognized her from So Random!. I chuckled to myself and skated smoothly up behind her. The little girl in front of Sonny noticed me and her eyes got wide. I put my finger to my lips in the universal signal for Shhhh. The little girl's eyes sparkled with excitement as I slowly skated up behind Sonny. I put my hands over her eyes.

"Guess who!" I sing-sang. Sonny giggled.

"Let me guess… Josh? Or maybe James? Or could it be my boyfriend? Oh wait it couldn't be. He doesn't know how to skate. And he doesn't like me touching his hair. So it couldn't be him." She mocked. Before taking my hands off her eyes, turning around and crossing her arms. She didn't look too very pleased.

"Yeah about that Sonny, why are you so upset? I mean I don't let anybody touch my hair. I would have let you if I'd known, but you didn't tell me and me… well… I love my hair." I said cockily. She rolled her eyes and turned back to the little girl.

"Vivian, this is my boyfriend, Chad Dylan Cooper Head Ambassador of Jerk-O-Slovakia." The little girl, Vivian, giggled. Sonny giggle as well, while I glared at the both of them.

"Nobody, mocks the great Chad Dylan Cooper. So stop giggling!" this made them both hoot with laughter. I just glared some more before skating in the other direction. A second later, I felt Sonny take my hand. Man how does she get around so fast? She must be like, a speed skater. I just kept skating letting her hold on to my hand. I was hurt that she would mock me. And in front of her fan no less! I voiced this aloud.

"Chad, you know I didn't mean it." She said pulled me to a stop by a small door that led to a box thing with a bench that could seat about five at most. She stepped up inside and urged me to do the same. As I was stepping up, Sonny sat down and wiped the ice off the blades of her skates. I copied her. She looked over at me with an apologetic face.

"It's okay." I said sensing what she was going to say. That she was sorry for hurting my pride. She smiled brightly at being forgiven before leaning her head on my shoulder and sighing deeply.

"What am I going to do with you Chad? You're way too vain for your own good. And you're such a narcissist!"

"…A fact that you have voiced aloud one too many times." I replied in a tortured voice. Sonny sighed again.

"Hey. Let's just skate okay? It's what we came here to do, and what I spent the last fifteen minutes of my time figuring out how to do with no help I might add." Sonny at least had the decency to look a bit guilty.

***SONNY***

Chad and I stepped out of the side box and started around the rink holding hands. I could feel that he was still quite a bit unsteady by the way that every few seconds he would unknowingly tighten his grip on my hand, catch his balance and loosen his hold. I don't think he realized that if I wasn't good at ice skating that he probably would have knocked the two of us over. It was so sweet and adorable how he went through all this trouble to do something nice for me even though he was publicly humiliating himself in the process. It was almost sweet enough for me to forget about the bet, and tell him how much I loved him. Almost being the key word there.

We skated around the rink a few more times talking about random things like how cool it would be to compete at ice skating. Then Chad decided that it would be cool to race. I knew I was going to win—and so did he—but he obviously didn't care. That's when the chaos started. We raced around the rink once with Chad successfully maneuvering around the people. The second time, was when he ran into the first person. Now this person was a fan girl and didn't mind being run over by Chad at all. But the fifteenth person he ran into sure did. So did the twentieth… and the thirty-second. Eventually people started to complain and the security came and kicked us out. We both thought this was hilarious.

"Chad, did you run into all those people on purpose?" I asked as we walked back to the car. We were both nearly in stitches we were laughing so hard. It was quite hilarious to be thrown out of an ice skating rink for running into people.

"No! Of course not! They all just got in my way, and I'm not good at turning!" he replied making me laugh harder.

"Well, Chad I really had fun this afternoon, and I have something to tell you."

"Yes?" Chad asked anxiously.

"I—"

"Yes?"

"I Eight-Three-One you!" I replied wrapping my arms around his neck enjoying the way he scowled before hugging me back. This bet was fun.

A/N: I will update by Friday.

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~Jessica