Chapter two! I don't plan on this being more than a few chapters, I don't want to get too into it then lose interest. So here we go, hope you enjoy, and tell me what you think.

Today was the day. In a few hours, she'd know if she was chosen for the part. She was so anxious, so was her mother. Who was standing in the kitchen by the sink while Sonny sat against the table. When the phone rang, she jumped, nearly dropping her cell on the ground. "Hello?!" She asked, biting her lip as a man started to speak on the other end. She could swear she'd bite her lip clean off by the time she managed to get through the phone call.

Her mom was about as anxious as she was, and as soon as she hung up the phone "Well?!"

Excited was a gentle term for how she felt, she wrapped her arms around her mom and screamed and giggled happily. She was going! She was a part of it! In three days she was heading to a plane down to the set, they'd discuss the contract in two days, and she had to tell her mom.

"This is so exciting, where's the set? I don't know where anything is in this town yet."

This is where it gets awkward, "Uh mom, the set's not around here."

"Oh no, what didn't you tell me?"

Biting her lip again, she grabbed the folded piece of paper in her pocket. She had written it down on paper so she wouldn't forget. She handed it to her mom, who looked disappointed and somewhat angry. Maybe it had been better to tell her before, but it was too late now, she had the part!

She sighed, "God sweetie, do you have to go on this? What about So Random!, will this be done before you have to start that again?"

"It should" She promised. "Mom please don't keep me back. This is my way to show I'm a well-rounded actress to the whole world."

"Fine. But you have to call me or e-mail me every night." She said, another happy squeal from Sonny as she hugged her again.

"I have to go pack! Thanks mom!"

Contract; settled. Airport; arrived. Everything was falling into place and she was excited to see new faces, new people, and whoever was playing the leading male role. She was hoping for someone lovely, someone she would get along with, someone that she had enough chemistry with to work together flawlessly. They had arranged for her and him to sit together on the way so they could talk and get to know one another.

She kissed her mom as she went to board the plane, her small cary-on bag stuffed with the script and a few pens. Wearing casual clothing, her hair loose around her shoulders. Everything felt perfect and almost surreal. And as she walked up the steps on her plane, she found that she was nervous to meet her partner.

Walking down the middle aisle, eyes glued to her ticket and trying to remember what the hostess had told her. Right next to the window in the third row from the back on the far left side, right. She flicked her eyes from the paper to the seat she'd be at. But more specifically, the person sitting next to her seat. The last person she thought she'd see. Making a small discontented noise, she turned around to talk to someone about making sure that was actually her seat. A tall and wide man looked down at her, and she gave a weak little wave. "Sorry" She muttered, turning and walking towards her dreaded seat. This couldn't be happening, she stopped at the end of the aisle, Chad Dylan Cooper was reading a newspaper in the seat next to hers.

The man behind her cleared his throat, and she squeaked and shuffled forwards. Stepping around Chad and sitting herself down stiffly in her seat.

"Sonny" Chad said without lifting his eyes.

"Chad" She responded, eyes glued forwards.

There was silence between them as the plane started to fill up. She kept hoping someone would come by and tell Chad he was in the wrong seat, but there was no hope in that, everyone was seated and they were prepared to take off.

Taking off was never something Sonny was very happy with, so she gripped the armrest, her elbow pressed close to Chad's. Holding onto the arm rests made it all a little easier. He shifted uncomfortably next to her, probably because of her elbow. She'd move it soon, she just wanted to get into the air. Then she could relax.

It started out as it usually did, and bit her tongue and squeezed her eyes shut, blocking out the noise around her and clutching the armrests next to her.

When it all died down, she exhaled and loosened her grip. Frowning, she turned to look at her hand. Chad's fingers were threaded with hers and his palm was so warm against hers. He blinked his eyes open and seemed to relax a little bit. "Scared of planes?" She teased softly.

"No, of course not" He said, his voice a little high pitched.

"Then why are you holding my hand?" He quickly let go and looked away.

Feeling like she won, she sat back in her seat and slipped in headphones, preparing for the long flight.

She woke up with her head against something warm. Her hair was in her eyes and she blinked herself awake, pulling her body up from Chad's shoulder, he groaned at the movement, and looked over at her groggily. She smiled slightly and turned to look out of the window. Maybe working with Chad wouldn't be so bad after all.

Making conversation was easy enough, she was careful not to mention the fact that she wanted to scream at him and ask him why he was here in the first place. But her plan was to get along, there was nothing she could do. So they talked about the script for the rest of the plane ride. And left the plane separately, she was just happy to not hear his voice for a little while. They only had a day to themselves before working together to gain a proper grasp of their lines. Sonny would have to go through a lot of fittings, a lot of dress designs, make up to make her look as pale and pretty as expected as a girl from a rather wealthy family.

Her room was small, but nice. Comfortable, they didn't have much space and she was just glad she didn't have to share a room with anyone. She was on the phone to her mom, talking to her and getting used to the time difference between them.

After a few minutes of talking, she hung up the phone and lay on her bed. Hands behind her head, window open and spreading the room with white moonlight. The landscape was beautiful. There were a few buildings built and fully furnished, she had taken a brief tour of them. All the fake rooms and places where camera's were set up. It was all very impressive, and she couldn't wait to get started. She couldn't wait to be finished, she couldn't wait to show everyone that she did it.

Eventually, bored and thirsty, she got up and walked down the hall. Her socks silent against the hardwood floor, her pajama pants drooping down her hips and one of her tank top straps was falling down her shoulder. Her journey, to find water. Somewhere in this place there would have to be a place to get a cup and another place to get water.

She found nothing. And resorted to standing in the bathroom with the door wide open, using her cupped hands to sip water. From beside her, she heard the tell-tale chuckle of a conceited jerk.

"There are cups, you know" He said, shaking his own half-empty cup. Sonny frowned.

"Where?"

The male was silent, then drank the water and passed the cup to her. "There." He said, giving her a small smile and walking away. Sonny looked at the cup, stepping into the hall.

"Why are you giving this to me?" She called.

"I don't want to take it back to the sink" Came the lazy response. She sighed, and filled her cup full of tap water and made her way back to her room. Falling asleep almost as soon as she curled up in her bed.

They went to get her measurements for clothing early the next morning, they strapped her into tight corsets (This clothing time period was her absolute favourite) with long and wide dresses in earthy tones with frills and lace. She tried on so many dresses that by the time she had to work with Chad, it was a relief.

Once getting there, they stood awkwardly in front of each other. There were a few people sitting around watching them, a camera in their direction with a few microphones set up here and there. The ground was a dusty collection of wires and she had to work fairly hard not to trip.

"Okay" Someone called. "First scene with you two, go now" He instructed, and Chad started. Putting on a new voice she hadn't heard from him. Nothing soft or kind, the voice he wore was that of a hard man, one who was still young but had done and seen so much in his time. It seemed to echo with this wiseness, this careful sound of a man who was, deep down, lonely.

"Hey, space case, your line"

Nervously, she jolted out of her slight daze and started reading, she knew the lines but couldn't lift her eyes from the paper.

He kicked her, she glared. "Just relax, you'll do fine" He said gruffly, his own script at his side. Maybe he was better at acting than she thought,

She breathed deeply, and took a few short seconds to gather herself, then spoke. Her own voice displaying as much weariness as her character had. She tried to make her voice sound tired, broken, confused.

They went on for over an hour, talking to each other with the same lines until the director decided that they'd done it enough and called for a brief break. Sonny sat down on the floor, wiping sweat from her forehead. Chad sat down beside her silently.

"How come you didn't tell me you were trying out for this one?" She asked softly.

The male shrugged. "I wanted to watch you mess up a serious role" He said with a smirk, she slapped his arm. "Hey, no hitting" He scolded, "I was perfect for my part, I'm good looking, I'm young, but old enough to do something like this."

"But why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted to make sure you got the part first, I didn't want you to burst your own bubble because you seem to have it out for me. And I really don't think you really have it in you to play a serious role like this." He caught her hand as she tried to hit him again.

She glanced at his fingers. She was annoyed and slightly hurt. Of course she could play a serious role.

The acting was hard. Long hours just standing in front of lights and cameras, working with Chad and whoever else she spoke to. Villagers, friends, her father – but that was nothing compared to how much she had to work with Chad. But they didn't talk much, they both seemed to have sunk into a professional way of working together. Despite what they said to one another.

Eventually it got to the training, where she would be taught how to move, what she needed to do, what the producers wanted to see them do. And soon enough, they were filming the first section of the movie. Which meant a lot of make up, a lot of effort, and a lot of windy days.

The sky was grey, the trees were blowing in the wind, her hair was pinned up, but her hair still fluttered around her face. Her make up was smoky, stunning, she felt beautiful in a long green and white dress. They'd start filming in the evening, once the sun set. Chad was sitting in the tavern, a dark shadow in the back of the room but an important one. This was the set up for magic, this was where she would shine. She locked eyes with Chad from across the room, and flashed him a large, confident smile.