A.N: Okay, before I start, I want to apologize - major - for not updating for (yes, I am a bad person) over a month :( Please, don't kill me! I am truly sorry, my best friend is down, and before that my other stories were just more... interesting *sorry for lack of better word*. I'll try to update more frequently, and once again I am truly, truly sorry. Forgive me? Enjoy the chapter :)

Disclaimer: Nope, I just checked, I still don't own SWAC *sigh*

Sonny walked into the empty cafeteria, enjoying the quiet that surrounded the area. It wasn't open to the public for lunch yet, but since she was part of the cast of So Random!, well, she got her perks. Although Mackenzie Falls always got the number one perks, well, who said she couldn't be happy with number two?

Grabbing a plastic cup from among the stack, she placed the cup under the yogurt machine and began to fill it up with chocolate yogurt. A monkey... really, who in the world would own a monkey? Well, this was Zora, after all, maybe she shouldn't be so surprised.

Quiet footsteps echoing off the fake-tile floor caught Sonny's attention, and she stopped, turning around to see who was there. Not so much to her surprise, she saw it was Chad, the stuck up, arrogant, self-absorbed, egotistical, head-leader of Mackenzie Falls himself. Sighing, she turned back to the yogurt machine, ignoring the young actor approaching behind her. One never knew exactly what kind of mood he was in, and whether you could talk to him without both of you getting into a fight over something stupid.

"What are you doing here?" Chad spoke first, his tone saying that Sonny shouldn't be here, and Sonny sighed, finally finished filling up her yogurt and turning to the actor, facing him.

"It's a free world, I can be where I want, and I'm just getting some yogurt." She responded perkily, her grin never leaving her face as she grabbed a spoon.

"Whoa, Munroe, chill, I just asked a question." Chad replied, not bothering to try to put on his usual facade, considering that it was only Sonny and him in the cafeteria. For some unexplainable reason, he didn't feel the need to be Chad Dylan Cooper around Sonny, when he could just be Chad... even though he couldn't let Sonny know that. Thankfully, she was pretty slow when it came to catching onto things, so he was pretty safe.

Sonny, however, wouldn't be here for much longer, so he'd better learn to guard his back and build his walls up just a little bit higher.

Mitchie groaned, throwing herself down on the couch that sat in the middle of her tour bus, leaning into Shane's side and burying her face in his shirt.

"Is the insanity ever going to stop?" She whined, sighing loudly. Shane's arms wrapped around her shoulders, and he bit his lip. "And did you see the news today?" Giving a growl of frustration, she tossed a magazine in his direction. Swiftly, he caught it, his eyes scanning over the page that it was opened to. The headline, bright and bold for all to see, read "Mitchie Torres, Possibly a little too close with Shane Gray?" Mitchie growled in annoyance as Shane read one of the sentences aloud.

"Our sources tell us that Mitchie's only after Shane's money and is using his fame to make herself more popular..."Shane rolled his eyes and turned back to Mitchie, shaking his head as he threw the paper onto the coffee table. "Please, Mitch, don't tell me that you actually believe that stuff. And if anyone else is stupid enough to believe it, well then, I guess they're not true fans. You know it's not true."

"I do, but everyone else doesn't!" Mitchie groaned, sighing as she laid her head down on Shane's shoulder. "This life is getting so annoying. I mean, I don't regret becoming famous, just for the sole fact that singing is my passion, but the paparazzi, the media, the lies... it's getting tiring. I don't know how much more I can take." Shane nodded, staring up at her.

"What about a vacation?" He suggested, and Mitchie's eyes lit up, and a smile grew on her face.

"A vacation! That sounds awesome... but, wait, do you really think the paparazzi won't follow me?" Her face fell, and she began to inspect her nails, trying not to let her disappointment show. Shane bit his lip.

"I'll think of something." He finally replied, sliding up from beside Mitchie and making his way over to the computer.