Oh my goodness. I can't even tell you how beyond sorry I am. Has it really been a year? Wow. Junior year sucks, y'all. That's what ate up all of my time! I'm so so so sorry and I hope that you'll find it in your hearts to forgive me. Take this chapter as my most sincere apology. Love you all!
Oh, and if you hadn't noticed. I changed my name. I felt that it was necessary (:
Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With a Chance. Still.
Chad looked at himself in his mirror and flashed a smile. Dang I look good, he thought to himself. Pulling back his sleeve he checked his watch. 6:50. Deciding to wait twenty minutes to leave, he sat down in a chair. Chad Dylan Cooper is always fashionably late.
After three minutes he started to squirm, checking his watch every thirty seconds. With a sigh he stood up and grabbed his keys, closing the door behind him as he left, trying not to think about how pathetic he truly was.
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Standing in the middle of her room, Sonny threw another rejected outfit back into her closet. She had erased all traces of tears from her face and now felt much more at ease. She knew that Tawni would come around eventually. Sonny dug through a pile of dresses she had thrown on the floor and made a noise of frustration when she realized she didn't like any of them.
A chuckle came from the doorway, and Sonny turned to see her mom standing there, smiling.
"Need help?" she asked and Sonny nodded in defeat. Her mom walked over to her closet and browsed for a moment before pulling out a simple yet sophisticated blue-green dress and handing it to her daughter. As Sonny stepped into it and pulled up the zipper, her mother could not stop smiling.
"Mom, why are you doing that?" Sonny asked when she finished putting the dress on.
"Oh, no reason. I really like that dress, by the way. You look so grown up," her mom said, still smiling.
"Thanks," Sonny said, moving to stand in front of the floor length mirror she had in her room.
"I'm sure Chad will like it, too."
Sonny stopped moving for a second and turned to face her mom, whose smile had grown even larger. For the twenty third time that day, Sonny cursed the fact that she couldn't tell anybody that this 'relationship' was fake.
"I guess," Sonny replied, facing the mirror once more and smoothing out her dress. Just then their doorbell rang. Her mom winked then left the room, and Sonny knew that she wasn't going to hang around and embarrass her.
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Chad stood at Sonny's door and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. He wiped any expression off his face and reminded himself that Chad Dylan Cooper does not care about other people. When she opened the door, he quickly admired the sight of her curled brown hair and flattering dress before shaking any nice thoughts out of his head.
"Monroe," he greeted with a curt nod.
"Cooper," Sonny replied while she closed the door behind her. "Where are we going?"
"Somewhere where the paparazzi can get plenty of pictures of us so Mr. Condor will be happy."
"Sounds romantic," Sonny muttered underneath her breath. Chad pretended not to hear her and began walking to his car. He opened the door for Sonny, who looked at him and gave a small smile before gracefully sliding into the seat. Chad closed the door and grinned to himself.
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They pulled up to the parking lot of the restaurant and, as expected, there was already a group of reporters and cameramen waiting. Chad opened the door for Sonny once more and offered his hand as she stepped out. Immediately, flashes of light began to blind them.
Time to sell it. Chad thought to himself. He flashed Sonny a smile and reached out to grab her hand. She looked stunned for a moment before realizing why. She then plastered a huge smile onto her face as she took his hand. The couple entered the restaurant while the paparazzi waited at the entrance. Much to their delight, Chad had requested an outside table, where the press could be as much of a part of the date as the two teenagers were.
The dinner went smoothly, the couple chatted politely as flashes of light from cameras blinded them from every angle. When it was time to leave, Chad and Sonny waved to the group of cameramen that had grown in number steadily throughout the course of the "date" and headed to the car. Once they were safe behind the tinted glass windows, Sonny let out a groan of frustration.
"No offense, but that was the worst date I've ever been on," she complained. Chad laughed.
"No offense, but I agree," he responded. "There were so many flashing lights, I think I might be partially blind."
Sonny looked at him, concerned.
"Maybe you shouldn't be driving then," Sonny said worriedly. Chad glanced at her and smiled.
"It's called a joke, Monroe. I thought you comedians were supposed to know all about those."
Sonny's scared look turned into a glare, but after a moment she couldn't help but smile.
"The paparazzi really was ridiculous," she commented.
"That just means Mr. Condor will be ecstatic with us," Chad responded. Sonny made a noise of agreement and the rest of the ride was spent in silence.
Once the pair reached Sonny's apartment building, Chad shut off his car.
"What are you doing?" Sonny asked.
"Walking you to your door, duh," Chad responded, staring at her like she had three heads. Sonny managed a small "oh", surprised that Chad insisted on acting like a gentleman, even though the press was nowhere in sight.
The two made their way to Sonny's apartment. When they reached her door, Sonny turned around, startled to find Chad standing closer to her than she expected. Taken aback by his proximity, she opened and closed her mouth a few times before giving up on speaking. He was looking at her with an expression she had never seen before, and it made her nervous.
"Goodnight Sonny," Chad whispered, then took a few steps back. He smirked and turned around before she could say anything, walking down the hallway and disappearing out of sight. Sonny slowly unlocked her door and entered her living room, where she stood, utterly confused, for a good ten minutes.
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Sonny woke up the next morning to seven text messages. Three were from Tawni, and by reading them, Sonny gathered that her date with Chad had already made it's away around all the celebrity news websites and TV channels. She promised to talk to her costar later and hopefully figure out a way to calm the blonde down. Two were from a friend in Wisconsin wanting to catch up. One was from Chad, telling her plans for their next "date". When she read her last text message, however, her breath caught in her throat.
It was from Jason, her boyfriend.
We need to talk.
"Oh shoot!" Sonny exclaimed before dialing his number, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.
