Hey y'all! 36 reviews on only 3 chapters, I never get that many… Thank you to my awesome readers for that. :)

To 'I know stuff': YAY! Heehee xD And no, it won't be another movie; it'll be the same one for now, with some added originality :P

And sorry for the wait – I couldn't write the chapter quickly because of school, homework, and too many people talking to me at once! Antisocial me cannot handle so much socialness. :|

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EDIT: Just realised the song 'Only Girl In The World' didn't exist back in 2007. I was surprised nobody noticed that (and thought I was a bit of an idiot for not noticing it myself), but I changed it to 'Umbrella' instead. My musical knowledge is very limited but that song's pretty old, so it should be fine. :P


Ladies Vs CDC

Chapter 4 – Tawni: Part 1

Chad

I bet you're all furious at me for what I did to Chastity. But what else was I supposed to do? Did you think I would stay to explain all of that to her? No way! That's not how CDC rolls.

Well, after that, I didn't really care much about troublemaking and heartbreaking, because a lot had changed since my trip to Switzerland. When I returned, I found out that my parents had somehow started World War III between themselves whilst I'd been away (I still don't know why), and they'd finally split up a year later, in 2005. Dad and I ended up moving to London a few months after that, whilst Mom stayed in New York. I was no longer as rich as I used to be, because Mom had decided to keep almost all the money, and once we were settled in England, Dad decided to go all strict and mean on me. He'd kicked me out of the house, telling me to go and earn for myself, so as you would guess, I was a little stuck. The job part wasn't difficult at all, though – I went and got a job as an Xbox game tester! Fun, huh? Spending the entire day in a comfy office and getting paid to play video games: Best. Job. Ever. And because I'd stayed friends with James, and he'd moved to London not too long before me, he was good with letting me live on his couch till I found a place for myself. And that was a mistake, since I didn't get a decent night's sleep since my first night there – the dude may have been my friend, but he dragged a different girl over there every night! I could've honestly gone my whole life without hearing all of that. I still shudder at the memory.

Anyway, now that the gap of those three years is filled, it's time I reveal to you…the story of Tawni. Behold – part one.

Relationship #2: Tawni.


London; 2007…

The story of 'Chawni' began when I'd finally found a flat for myself. I'd just walked in and thrown the last of my boxes down, and because the place was fully furnished already, there was a sofa-bed in the living room. I was so tired that I could've gone all Sleeping Beauty and passed out for a hundred years, so I simply opened it out and collapsed on it.

Problem was, this sofa-bed was positioned against a wall, and this wall was near the entrance door to my flat. At that point, I didn't know that on the other side of that wall lived Tawni, an extremely hot wannabe model. And just my luck, as I was falling into the depths of sleep…

"YOU CAN STAND UNDER MY UMBRELLA, ELLA-ELLA, EH-EH, UNDER MY UMBRELLA…"

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled. I had this habit of yelling random bad language when something startled me – I was a bad, bad boy, and I still do that. I was so used to being rudely awoken, often by music or the very annoying laughter of James and his weird one-night girlfriends, that I may just have expected it to be haunting me When I finally realised what was going on, I sighed. A noisy neighbour was the last thing I needed! "Damn it…" I muttered as I stood on the sofa-bed, and banged loudly on the wall. "HELLO! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE! TURN DOWN THE MUSIC!" I yelled.

"What's your problem?" A female voice shouted back. She had an American accent too – I didn't expect that, since this was a block of flats in Central London.

"You're the one with the problem! Are you deaf or something?" Seriously, I was mad. Really mad.

"Excuse me?" Attitude, huh?

"ARE YOU DEAF?" I yelled, louder.

"Yes!" she replied. I was so annoyed, I could've smashed the wall down there and then! But of course, that wasn't going to happen till later. More on that later, though.

I laughed sarcastically, and continued to yell, "Turn it down!"

"Why?" Was she for real? I scoffed at that. A loud music loving chick with an attitude really seemed like one nasty neighbour.

"Because I'm your neighbour! And you should consider playing your music at a tolerable volume and letting me sleep in peace!" I replied. My throat was getting dry from all the yelling!

"It's noon! Normal people are awake by now!"

"I'm not normal!" Okay, that was odd. "I mean, I need my sleep!"

"Too bad!"

"Bitch…" I mumbled, jumping off the sofa-bed and running to the door. Well, it was true. I threw open the door and knocked at the one next to it, which belonged to the flat that was blasting the music. I rang the bell about fifty times – that girl had to know who she was dealing with! "Yo, Miss DJ! Open the door!" I yelled a few seconds later, when no-one opened it. There was still no response, so I kicked the door, and regretted that at once. It killed my foot, so after a few seconds of hopping around pathetically, I fell onto the carpet. But before I could do get up, the door opened to reveal none other than Miss Tawni Hart, dressed in a bikini. What kind of mentally messed-up person wears a bikini at home?! Seriously. But I paused – no matter how insane this girl was, she sure was hot. Like, seriously hot.

"What do you want?" she yelled angrily. Let's just put it this way – I was sitting on the floor, just staring at her like a creep, not exactly thinking straight at that moment, and CDC may have been thinking things he should really have not been thinking about some girl he'd only just met. And I have no idea why I just referred to myself in the 3rd person back there and used the word 'thinking' so many times. Oh well.

"Oh, uh… I… Sorry to disturb you… I just had a little request – that is, if you don't mind. You know, since I'm your neighbour, and I'm nice, and I'm decent, and – I mean, I'd be grateful to you if you could turn down your music. Yeah. Only if you don't mind! Please? And sorry for yelling at you…" I managed to say. I was somewhat distracted there, no doubt. You'd understand if you were me in that position!

"Okay. I'm sorry about that. I didn't know you were trying to sleep," Tawni said apologetically. Well, yay.

"Oh, that's okay. It's cool. No problem!" I said quickly.

"Okay. Well, see ya!" She smiled, and shut the door. But hey, was it really my fault for forgiving her easily? She was hot! And what idiot would want to sleep if someone like her was keeping him awake? Well…'love thy neighbour', right? Wink wink.


And so, from then on, I began taking every opportunity I could get to talk to Tawni. Could you blame me? Call me crazy, but I knew from experience that there was no better way to get a girl than that. I liked what I knew of her, and she seemed like my type, too – no commitments, or anything of that sort. And boy, was I right! Just like that, we became friends, within just one short month. You know, the regular stuff: smiles, hellos, etcetera. And one day, she came knocking at my door, ever so sweetly asking if I could fix her computer. Awkward moment when she thought video game testers and computer technicians knew the same sort of techie stuff. But, all of that was cleared up, and soon afterwards, we became pretty close, to the extent that we ended up going out together multiple times, dancing in the rain and running home, only to end up making out in the elevators until someone yelled at us to stop. We were just hot like that.

And four months later, we were officially in a relationship. Which is where the smashing of the wall came in – we owned two flats, but after smashing the wall in between (and funnily enough, this got the actual owners of the two flats together as well), they became one. Just like us, forever! Oh, no, I don't mean the 'forever' forever; I mean the 'limited' forever. We were both happy with that – we agreed that no-one knew what the future held.


My job, however, was what kept our 'forever' so short. Back in the office, James and I (yeah, we both worked together – cool, ain't it?) had come up with a genius plan of mashing up a bunch of different video games into one, thus creating something pretty damn epic. That impressed the bosses so much, they decided they were going to promote us both and send us to the main design department, which was in Los Angeles.

And this is where the real story began. James had decided to drag me off to a club to celebrate, the weekend after we'd been told about our promotions. So, that's where this'll take off from…

"To LA!" I said, raising my glass. I was already somewhat tipsy, and it wouldn't be long before I was totally drunk.

"To all the hot babes in LA!" James laughed, also raising his glass. We chuckled, and suddenly, he started rambling about all the girls he was hoping to meet.

"Dude, I don't know about you, but I'm going there to have fun, not to get tied down for lfie!" I laughed extremely loud, and James shoved a random chunk of chocolate in my mouth. I spat it out onto his shirt, and he laughed at me.

"Yeah? Then what about 'Mrs Cooper'?" he asked, laughing.

"Who's Mrs Cooper? My mom?" I asked, confused. Hey, you can't blame me – I wasn't really in my full senses.

"Tawni," he replied, in a 'duh!' kind of tone.

"What about her?" I asked, before gulping down some more of the alcoholic beverage in front of me.

"She's your girlfriend," he stated simply.

"So?" I didn't care.

"So, isn't she coming to LA with you?" James asked. I laughed again.

"Why would she come?" I said, obliviously. Well, it wasn't something I'd given any thought to, before he brought up the topic.

"She lives with you," he replied, in his same simple statement tone.

"Come on, all we've done is move in together! It's not like we're married or anything!" I chuckled, whilst signalling to the bartender to refill my glass.

"Ah, Chad's Chadness strikes again, hey?" James said, confusing my drunk self.

"Whaddya mean?" I asked. I was completely confuzzled!

"You know what I mean! You've already planned to ditch her, haven't you? I'll bet you haven't even told her about moving to LA," he said.

"I'll tell her soon! Why are you so worried?" I said, laughing.

"My, my. She's gonna be the one worrying you now!" He also started laughing, which got us some pretty odd stares from the strangers around us.

"You don't know her. She's the intelligent type – she lives with me, we're not married, and we definitely don't intend to be. She can handle a breakup!" Well, that was what I'd thought.

"Dude, every girl's plan is to get married eventually. Girls can be so cruel… First they're all cool, and then they make us feel like total fools."

"Nah. Tawni's not like that. She's more interested in her whole modelling career than she is in me. She's got this obsession with becoming a supermodel. You think, with all the extremely hot girls there are in LA, anyone's gonna even think about letting her become a successful model there?" I laughed again, and we decided to drop the topic, talk about something else, and just enjoy the celebrations.


A day or two later, I found myself sitting at the small breakfast table in our joined flat, giving Tawni a tragic lost-puppy look, and putting up an act of emotional apologeticness. Things really can change quickly, can't they?

"I'm sorry… I know I should've told you before, but I didn't even know about it myself…" I lied, looking straight into her eyes. The truth was, I'd known for months, but nothing had been confirmed. And yes, I had the amazing ability to lie to anybody, and they would never know unless I told them myself. "I mean, we'd heard the rumours and didn't believe them. But now, it's confirmed – I'm moving to Los Angeles in five weeks." She looked as if she was going to cry, which was when I thought that maybe I was wrong when I'd said that she could handle it. But then, what she went on to say completely shocked me!

"We're going to have to settle for a civil ceremony."


That's all for now, folks. More shall be coming soon! :D

-Sarah ^_^