It took me a while to put this one up too, but that was not my fault. So the next chapters are going to be up faster then this, hopefully. Its just that school starts tomorrow and I dont know if I can balance it all out.

Disclaimer: Psh, yeah right. How in the world could I even own SWAC?

Sonny POV

Put pink hair dye in his shampoo, I read from the list that was taped to my mirror on my vanity. This one was definetly a challenge. I would need some help from Zora, the smartest and sneakiest person I know. I propped a chair underneaththe vent in mine and Tawni's dressing room, and rattled on the vent door. Almost right away, the door slid open, revealing the cute but weird girl.

"Zora Lancaster at your service" She stated like a buisness woman.

"Zora, I need your help with something" I said impatiently, eager to get on with the prank.

"That'll be twenty dollars" She murmered with a smirk, still unaware of what I needed her help for. I hastily handed her the money from my back pocket. Zora examined the money with a smirk before stashing it away in her own pocket.

"Okay, so what do you need help with?" She asked.

" I need you to find out where Chad lives" I whispered, scared of who might overhear me.

"Why do you need to know where pooper lives?"

I decided to go with the truth "Well, i've recently been playing all these pranks on Chad and the next one on my list is to dye his hair pink and I need to know where he lives in order to put the dye in the shampoo to make his hair pink from the shampoo before he gets home so when he washes his hair the-" I rambled on before Zora interupted me.

"Say no more. If it involves pranking pooper, i'm in" She said evily.

"Great! Thanks Zora, I really appreciate it" I murmered before Zora closed the vent door and I stepped down from the chair I was standing on, awaiting the information from Zora.

SoNnYaNdChAdChAdAnDsOnNy

After rehearsal, I walked over to the snack table to get something to eat. Suddenly, I turned around to see Zora standing behind me.

"Why'd you sneak up on me like that?" I asked, shocked.

She shrugged her sholders "No reason. Hey, guess what I found out?"

"Chad's adress" I guessed hopefully.

"Yeah, but also that the thing thats always crawling on my leg in my sarcophagus is actualy a tarantula!" She said excitedly. I ignored her enthusiasm about the spider, and concentrated on what I was asking her for.

"So you got Chad's adress?" I pressed on.

"Oh, yeah, I got that within the first ten minutes of you asking me" She answered lazily.

"Then why didnt you come and tell me that three hours ago?"

She shrugged her shoulders and handed me a piece of paper "Gotta go" She commented before leaving. She's such a little freak, I thought as I unfolded the bit of paper. I scanned the adress before running up to Marshall and asking if I could head an hour early to quickly buy some groceries for my mum. He happily let me go, and I ran out of the studios, towards my car, for once not feeling bad for feeding him a lie. I knew my way aroung Hollywood pretty well now, considering the fact that when I first got here, all I did was go sight-seeing. So I didnt need my GPS to help me find Chad's house. I cruised along, admiring the scenery before coming to a stop at the front of Chads house. It was a big house, but not quite as big as i'd imagined. It was a white, two story house, with a simple yard. I got out of the car and walked the perimeter of the house, inspecting the possible ways to sneak in. Window? Front door? Back door? They'd all be locked, but it was worth a try. I decided to go with the window, as I made my way towards the one that I could see the kitchen through. I pushed it up, and surprisingly, it opened without much of a fight.

I stopped for a second to think. Would Chad really leave his windows unlocked? For the first time, I noticed a car in the driveway. Why didnt I see that before? It must be his parents then, I thought as I stuck my head in the window, hearing faint traces of voices. I really want to acomplish this prank. So I did what I never thought I would do. I jumped into the house through the window, running the possible risk of his parents catching me and calling the police. The consequences could be hurtful. My mum finding out. Chad finding out. I knew Chad wouldnt press charges if he found out, but I would still have to live down the humiliation that Chad would never let me forget.

But people are right. Hollywood changes you.

I snuck through the kitchen, towards the door leading out to somewhere else, careful not to touch anything or make a noise. I had come armed with pink hair dye which was safely tucked away in my pocket. When I was out the door, I could hear the voices better. They were coming from a room to my left. I spotted a staircase ahead of me, about 8 metres away. I slowly crept towards them, ears and eyes alert for anyone who might happen to walk into, by the looks of it, the loungeroom I was currently in. Finally, I got to the staricase without getting caught. I crept up the stairs, noting where to put my feet so the steps wouldnt squeak. When I was on the landing, I looked around me and saw 3 closed doors. I groaned and started to make my way towards the first door. It opened to reveal a big bedroom with a cream coloured double bed with the rest of the room being very out-dated. I doubted very much that this was Chad's room, so I silently closed the door and made my way to the next room. It opened out to a big laundry. I quickly shut the door, knowing I was running out of time before Chad got home. I made my way to the last door, hoping that it was Chad's room. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw blue-grey walls and pictures on the walls and a racecar bed...Wait, a racecar bed? I had to push a hand over my mouth to keep myself from laughing. Chad has a racecar bed? He is so going to hear about this after I tell everyone in the studio. But wait, then he'll know that i've been to his house. Maybe I shouldnt tell anyone.

I walked over to the door inside of the room, assuming it led to the bathroom. I opened the door to reveal that, indeed, it was Chad's bathroom. I knew I only had a couple of minutes so I ran over to his shelf with all of his hair products - and he had ALOT - and I spotted three different shampoo bottles. I decided to divide the dye evenly between all three of them, knowing Chad was bound to use one of them. After emptying the bottle of dye, I retraced my steps and started to close Chads bedroom door quietly, when I heard footsteps behind me. I whirled around to see none other than Chad Dylan Cooper.

"Oh, hey Chad. What are you doing here?" I asked nervously.

"Um, I live here. What are you doing here?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"I, uh, I just came to say hello to you. Hello. Im going to go now. Bye" I threw at him before flying down the stairs and running out the front door, slamming it shut. I didnt stop there, I ran to my car and sped off down the street, ignoring the speed limit, and sped all the way to my apartment that I shared with my mum. I ran up the stairs and, shouting a 'hi' to my mum, bounded into my room and shut the door. I flopped down onto my bed and breathed out a sigh of relief. I dont know how long I was lying there for before I heard my phone 'moo' in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw that it was a text message from Chad.

To: Sonny

From: Chad

You are dead, Munroe.

Do you hear me?

D-E-A-D Dead.

Love,

Chad.

I stared at the message for a while. Why would he put 'love' on the end of a death threat? I will never know becuase apparently, i'm going to die soon. I shrugged, threw my phone onto my bedside table and drifted off to sleep.

2:00am

I woke up to the sound of a thump somewhere inside my room. I checked my alarm clock on my bedside table. 2AM. What in the world? I flicked on my light to find none other than Chad Dylan Cooper lying on the floor next to my bed. I stared at him in disbelief while he got up and rubbed his legs.

"Thanks for kicking me off the bed, Munroe" He whispered.

"Chad, what are you doing here?" I asked. I moved over the the other side of the bed, so he could get back on.

"I told you that you're dead. Im just here to make sure it happens" He said with a light-hearted smile. For the first time, I noticed the faint pink look in his hair.

"Aw, it didnt turn out as well as I thought it would. You didnt put enough shampoo in" I complained. He glared at me before lying down next to me.

"No, it didnt. I looked at my hands just after I put the shampoo in and saw that it was pink, so I washed the whole thing off. I was going to sue the shampoo company for making my hair pink, when I noticed an empty bottle of pink hair dye lying in my sink" He stated with a grin.

"Damn it!" I whimpered. I covered my face with my pillow, thinking of how much of an idiot I was when I felt warm hands pry it off my face.

"Please dont cover your face with that ugly thing" He murmered as he started to stroke my hair. I noticed how close his face was getting to my own, and instead of pushing it away, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his face closer. His lips brushed mine for a fraction of a second before my mind functioned again, and I pushed his body away from me, pushing him off the bed again. He looked up at me, shocked, before I helped him off the ground and shoved him towards the door.

"Out" I ordered.

"But-" Chad started before I interupted.

"Out" I repeated before shoving him out the door and closing it. I slid down the back of the door, and touched my lips lightly with my hands, still feeling the sparks that ran through them when his lips touched mine. But he was a jerk and everyone knows it.

I crawled into bed, turned off my light and fell fast asleep, dreaming of all the pranks that have yet to come.

I dont know about this chapter. Its kind of long and weird. But I really hope you guys liked it. Sorry for any spelling mistakes but I dont edit my work. :) Channy all the way 3

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