Hey guys! I am so sorry that I didn't update for so long! I was just grounded from my computer so i was using my phone. It can't make chapters, as it turns out. Again, I am so sorry! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter :) Oh, and I'm gonna make a new one-shot. It's gonna come out maybe tomorrow or later and I am also gonna make Sorry I Flushed Your Necklace into a three-shot because so many people asked me to :) Sorry again!

-Gabby

Just Dance!

I hate Chad. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!

…

Okay, I don't hate him but I'm still mad!

Do you know what he did to me? Well, when I was quietly sitting alone in the commissary, happily eating my sandwich, he burst in all mad because of some reason THAT I DO NOT KNOW.

Ok. I do know. And it was technically my fault, but still! I tried to stop it! That counts for something, right?

Anyways, after he RUDELY screamed my name, he walked up to me, calm(well, at least trying to be) and then before I know it, SPLASH! I'm all wet!

I gasped "I…I…" I began to stutter, "YOU!"

"Payback's a bee, Munroe,"

"A what?"

"A bee, as in the curse word. My mom told me to me never to curse," Chad said, smug.

Then, after hearing what he just said, my face softened. CDC's a momma's boy! "Aww! CDC has morals!"

His face immediately went red and started to stutter "Well, I, uh… What I meant was…Um-"

"No need to explain. I bet Santiago will do that for me." I said, grinning evilly. I started to walk away happily when I heard Chad sigh in relief. Why is he sighing? I thought. Then my current situation hit me. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait up, Goldfarb!" I said, walking up to him again, "You owe me another t-shirt. This one's all wet TOO!"

And now back to reality. I was now sitting in Chad's dressing room all wet. Again.

"Here's your t-shirt," Chad mumbled, throwing me an oversized blue t-shirt that said "MACKENZIE FALLS!".

"Oh no, I am not wearing the rival show's merchandise! Give another one!" I yelled stubbornly. Not my fault it's that time of the month again.

Groaning quite loudly, Chad stormed out of the room, leaving me alone again.

I thought about messing up his room again but decided against it. A girl can only take being thrown water in the face for so long.

A violet t-shirt that matched Chad's hair being thrown in my face snapped me out of my daydreaming.

"Thanks Chad. You should probably change your clothes and wash your hair…"

Chad glared at me for a second then walked away, muttering incoherently. I think he might have broken his promise to his mom…

"Oh, and Chad, your feet are still pink!" I called after him. As a response, I heard a loud aggravated scream. I sighed in content.

Life is good.

After about twenty minutes, Chad emerged from his bathroom, looking normal. I was watching Mackenzie Falls when he came in but I quickly changed the channel. I think he didn't see…

"Ah, I see you were watching Mackenzie Falls, Randomette," Chad smirked.

"Psh, no I wasn't! What? Psh! PSH!" I lied, my voice squeaky.

"Oh yeah, then what are you watching?"

I looked at the screen for a second then turned to Chad "Uh…a show…about a bunch of students…talking in another language! Duh!" I said.

"What's the title?"

"Um," I looked at the screen but only saw a man spinning a big wheel screaming some stuff I don't understand "Uh… Students…from another country! Yeah! That's it!"

Shaking his head and smirking, Chad reached for the TV program listings and said, "Really? Because according to the TV listings, it's called 'Eat Bulaga'. I never knew you could speak Filipino."

My face grew pale while I stuttered "Yeah! Yeah, uh…my mom taught me because she was in the…Filipin…"

"Philippines."

"Right. Forgot. Sorry. Anyways, I just, uh, forgot the…name of the show and – fine I was watching Mackenzie Falls."

"I know. I saw,"

"Well, you see, I was just…doing some…research for our Mackenzie Stalls sketch! Yeah! That's it! I was-"

Chad cut me off by putting his finger over my lips and saying "No need for an explanation. Everybody gets hooked on Mackenzie Falls,"

"Everybody?"

"Everybody."

"Oh."

A sudden shrill and squeaky voice filled the air saying "Hey! Everybody! Daddy's office! NOW!"

Dakota Condor. Ugh.

When we all reached the huge office, we found that everybody was already there.

"Good for you two to show up," Dakota muttered. She can't be evil around her daddy or else she'll get grounded.

I rolled my eyes and looked at Chad. He looked at me back and winked. I have to be honest, I melted a bit.

Smiling shyly, I looked at the ground and took a seat next to Tawni while Chad took a seat next to Trevor. Tawni nudged me and smirked while I blushed. Great, I thought, she knows.

Mr. Condor's big office chair spun around to reveal Mr. Condor himself.

"Now, I called you all here because in just two days, you will all start practice," all of us groaned, even Dakota, "Now, don't worry You all will be with the best trainers, including Dakota!" So that's why she groaned, I thought, "Now, all of you, go to work!"

We all went outside, muttering stuff in the lines of "it's gonna be hell." and "I hate you."

"See you later, Munroe."

And he did. See me, I mean. Turns out that Chad was "in desperate need of someone to take to the movies" because it "would harm my reputation." His reputation. I was just quoting him.

I went inside my dressing room happily when my conscience decided to make conversation with me.

I'm going on a date with CHAD!

No you're not conscience.

Yes, YOU are.

No, we are not.

We're the same person, stupid.

Well, I am not going on a date with Chad. And I'm not stupid!

That's not what it said in your math test last week. Well, where are you going?

Hanging out with Chad as a friend/dance partner.

Yeah, as a friend-

Slash dance partner!

Right. Sound like you like-like him…

I do not!

Yes you do. I am you. I know.

It's not weird when you talk to yourself. It's just weird when you lose.

"What's got you so happy?" Tawni asked.

"Nothing much. Got a good grade in Math, saw a shooting celebrity yesterday, rehearsals went great… You know, usual stuff…" I sighed in content.

Tawni gasped and said, "Oh my gosh, you're boy sighing!"

"I was not!" I said and hummed to Glee's Loser Like Me.

"You're boy humming too!" Tawni gasped again and walked over to me, pointing her manicured finger to my face, "It's Chad, isn't it? I KNEW IT!"

"Psh, honey, no! Psh, psh!"

"Oh, stop it with the pshs. We both know you're lying! Give it up! Where are you going with him?"

"Fine," I sighed, "We're gonna hang out in the movies later-" I didn't get to finish since Tawni's loud scream damaged my ear drums.

"CHANNY LIVES!" she screamed, running out of the room, making a few heads turn.

"Channy? What's that?" I heard Grady ask. Uh-oh.

"Sonny!" Nico and Grady yelled in unison, running inside my dressing room, "What's Channy?"

Great.

"Uh…a…disease…?" I said but it came out more as a question.

"Oh. It's alive?" Grady asked.

"Um…apparently…"

"Oh. Thanks, Sonny," they said and left the room. I breathed a sigh of relief and got ready for my non-date with Chad.

After an hour, I was ready. I was wearing a yellow blouse, some gray jeans, a gray vest, a few silver and black bangles, a gray fedora hat, a really cute necklace, white flats, and holding a big yellow bag. Perfect. (A/N: Link on my profile.)

A knock on my door snapped me out of my thoughts.

I opened the door to find a handsome Chad decked out in a casual white t-shirt that says "BABE-MAGNET", khaki shorts and brown loafers.

"Hey, Chad," I smiled.

"Hey, Sonny,"

"You look great! Not the outfit I'd expect CDC to wear," I grinned, "Well, except the t-shirt."

He gave a small chuckle and said, blushing, "Well, you look beautiful,"

Somebody catch me. I'm about to faint again!