Ok so I promised everyone that when a one shot got up to 20 reviews I'd but up a sequel so here's the sequel to roses are red.
Oh yeah for those of you who were wondering if I wrote the poem last time, yes I did :P glad you guys liked it!
P.S. Shout out to lol3 thanks for always reviewing my stories and I'm glad you like them!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance
"Roses are red and violets are blue, I built up walls but you're breaking through and I just end up loving you." I read aloud.
I smiled in content. I've finally done it. I finally wrote a poem worthy of an A, and tomorrow Mr. Bitterman better hand it to me. I smiled again and reread it to myself for the third time.
Suddenly I noticed a figure looming over me. I quickly glanced around to see Chad leaning over me, reading the piece eyeing the piece of paper in my hand. "Chad!" I yelled.
His eyes shimmered for a split second, "What?" he asked intrigued. "Haven't you ever heard of privacy?!" I yelled, still embarrassed by the fact he just read the poem I wrote that was inspired by him.
He gave a half shrug, "So who's the poem for?" he asked as though he could care less. "No one," I replied casually. Chad gave me a strange look. "So, are you gonna hand that in tomorrow?" He asked again.
"Yep," I answered proudly. Chad gave a chuckle. "Roses are red and violets are blue, you're poem was impressive but not really true." He said mischievously, his eyes were sparkling in anticipation.
I decided to play along. "Roses are red and violets are blue, how would you know what's real or untrue?" I asked, my tone matching his.
He gave a semi smirk before replying, "Roses are red and violets are blue, something's are worthless and others are worth holding onto."
"You didn't answer my question." I said breaking the rhyming streak. Chad rolled his eyes. "Sonny you can't write an inspirational poem without the inspiration, it's like against the law of poetry!" he explained to me.
"The law of poetry?" I asked sarcastically. "Whatever," Chad bit, walking towards my vanity mirror. "What's your point?" I asked following blonde drama actor's gaze. Chad gave a mere shrug, "I'll be your inspiration." He said nonchalantly.
Was he serious? "What?" I let out. "I said, you have the honor of having me as your inspiration." He spelled out for me.
"What do you mean?" I asked laughingly. "I mean, your poem should be about me." Chad stated. I looked at him disbelievingly. "Chad, the poem is due tomorrow and I spent forever on this one!" I said gesturing to my poem.
"Ooh, better get started then." He taunted. "Chad I am not rewriting my poem!" I exclaimed. "Besides it was inspired by you." I muttered quietly to myself.
"What was that?" Chad asked. "Nothing!" I quickly countered my voice breaking as it got higher. Chad confidently strode towards me, a smirk evident on his face.
My eyes widened as he got closer. "Who was the poem inspired by?" he asked again, his voice dangerously calm. I groaned, knowing I couldn't lie to him, not when he was right in front of me, his eyes darkening to match his mood.
I walked over the couch sitting down with Chad sitting beside me. "It was inspired by you, okay?" I admitted. "Really?" He asked curiously. I turned to look at him, "Look Chad I-" before I could finish my sentence, I was cut short by his lips on mine.
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Roses are red and violets are blue
Something's are worthless, some are worth holding on to
When I met you things changed for better for worse
Every time you're near, I'm clenching for thirst
You in my life is like a dangerous ride
I'm walking on eggshells every time we collide
I wanna say hi, but leave with goodbyes
Just seeing you clears up my skies
Annoying you daily always leaves me with a smile
I hate you, I love you, I know I'm in denial
The blinding light is too much to take
I can't help but get closer whether it's real or it's fake
I wanna hear you say you love me, I need to hear you say you care
But when am I gonna realize that life' is just unfair
Ha ha! I am done! Anyway, if I get over 20 reviews for this chapter I'll but up a 3rd chapter.
And if you're wondering the poem above was written in Chad's point of view, tell me what you think!
Oh yeah which one shot do you guys think I should write a sequel for?