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~Chad's POV~

Sonny is going out with James. Sonny is going out with James. Sonny is going out with James. I tried to run it through my head- but it wouldn't stick. I didn't get it. Why, after James had broken her heart, would Sonny go out with James? Did she not know James Conroy would never change? Didn't she know how stupid James Conroy was to see that he had something special and than treated it badly?

As I drove my shiny Convertible through the bright lit streets of Hollywood, I tried to make the thought sink it, but it wouldn't. I gripped the steering wheel as if he were gripping the neck of James Conroy. I cursed out every red light as if they resembled Conroy's face.

Normally, on Friday nights CDC is completely chill and spontaneous. Not tonight. I was a wreck. It was enough for me to work up the courage to ask out the girl I'm almost certain I was destined to be with, but to face her knowing she's with Conroy...is too much. I might do something to rash.

I was almost in tears when I pulled in to a Starbucks parking lot. In that time, I slammed up my Convertible roof and slipped on my black Raybans. I wasn't about to let anyone see me like this, maybe not even Sonny. No, definitely not Sonny. I'm strong.

But, funny thing about sunglasses. They hide so much of a person. They hide the love in their eyes when their think about the person they truly love. They hide the hurt in their eyes when the person they love doesn't love them. That's why they were my new and permanent best friend if Sonny chose James Conroy over me.

I picked up his iPhone, flipping through all the pictures I took of me and Sonny. One of the few days they got along enough to actually hang out and be civilized- and also the best day of my life. She was cute in every picture of course- stupid cute.

I threw my phone in to the back side and slammed my head in to the steering wheel. Didn't she know how much I needed her? And no, not like that....She doesn't know she's going to be the one who's going to save me. She doesn't know if she had me for a minute she would have my for the rest of our lives.

I glanced up in my rear view mirror, looking at my eyes. What was I doing? Although Sonny meant so much to me, I couldn't life like this. Sonny had her own life and I had mine. She chose Conroy, her loss for not picking me and her loss for picking a jerk. I had to try and stop caring. I had to stop loving Sonny Munroe.

I put my car in drive and headed to the beach to start my Friday night. If I can't enjoy my life without her, lord, let me enjoy this one night.

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