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Sonny's P.O.V.
I'm already bored of summer. And it's only been a week and a half. It's just weird not having everyone around. I guess I'm kind of getting lonely.
I hung out with Tawni yesterday. We watched the new Taylor Lautner movie in theaters, came back here, watched a bunch of dumb movies and gossiped about nothing.
I love her to death but man, does she talk a lot.
It's been three days of having the house to myself. Brian and Chad went back to Chad's house.
I swear they never leave each other's side. It's like they're butt buddies or something.
I grab my laptop out of my room and place it on the couch. I run back into the kitchen and raid the pantry.
Ah-ha! Doritos! Scooooreee!
I snatch the bag and continue by digging out a glass from the cabinet and fill it with sprite.
I take both back to the couch and sit them down.
This is turning into the ultimate lazy day. I grab my laptop and pull it into my lap and open it.
Password: Packers.
Did I mention I love Green Bay? 2010 Super Bowl winners bay-bay!
I grab my sprite from the end table and start taking a sip.
Right then, my front door slams in. Loud.
I jump at the sudden sound and my sprite spills all over my lap. "Shit!"
A blonde head sheepishly peaks into the living room. "Sorry Sonny!"
"CH-AD!" I whine and get up heading for the kitchen.
Why is he here?
"Where's your brother?" Chad asks sitting casually on the couch.
"What do you mean?" I come back from the kitchen with paper towels and sit back on the couch dabbing at myself.
"He's not here?" He raises an eyebrow at me.
"Uh, no. I thought he's been with you?" I stop dabbing and look weirdly back at him, copying his expression.
"Not since I left here." That's weird, I thought he said he was at Chads.
I sigh and reach into the pocket to pull out my phone. I scroll through my contacts list and hit 'Brian Monroe'. And then 'Call'.
Somebody has to be the mature adult around here.
"Hello?" Brian answers after the third ring.
"Hey... Um... So, Chad's here! And he thought you were here and I thought you were at his house and now I have Sprite on my shirt. Anyways, where are you?" I need to stop rambling. Maybe I could try Ramblers Anonymous. Do they have that? They should.
"I'm at Marissa's. You said Chads there?" the other line retorts.
I roll my eyes. Keep track of your own BFF ding dong. "Uh, yeah, do you want to talk to him?"
"No, no. Just don't be all over my best friend." He laughs half-heartedly.
I start blushing. "Brian! You know I don't," I look over at Chad who's watching me closely, "Like him." I whisper into my cell phone. I've been blushing around him an awful lot lately.
"Right, right, sure. Condoms are in my top left dresser drawer."
I start blushing even more and look over at Chad who raises his eyebrow at me and whispers "What?"
"Oh my god, Brian! NO!" I yell.
Laughing takes over on the other line. Can't he see he's the only one that laughs at his jokes?
I hang up the phone on him. Jerk.
I can feel Chad's confused face still looking at me.
I ignore eye contact -knowing I would blush even more- and open my laptop again.
"He's with Marissa." I answer him, still not looking.
"Ah." He kicks his sneakers up on the coffee table and grabs my Doritos, turning on the TV, and crunching away.
I smack his feet down and continue to scroll down my Twitter timeline when I hear his voice again.
"Why do you always act like you hate me?"
I snap my head up at him. "What?"
How could he honestly even think that?
"Unless this is just your lovely personality." he smirks at me and dramatically gesturing my whole body.
I smile wearily back, he caught me off guard. "I don't hate you. It's just...I don't know... I'm sorry. Our relationship has always just been teasing each other."
He nods his head, understanding and went back to watching the show. I close my laptop and sit it on the floor.
Am I acting like I hate him? I suddenly feel awkward. I'm not meaning too, we've all just grown apart is all.
I look at Chad out of the corner of my eye. His tanned arms are crossed over his stomach. His biceps pierce veins that continue into his forearms. How have I not noticed how fit Chad was? His hair had that rolled-out-of-bed look and I want to run my fingers through it. He bites his lip, appearing uninterested in the show. I've got to stop checking him out.
I stretch my legs out towards Chad on the coach. And push my feet against his thigh, pushing him up against the side of the couch.
He starts laughing and he grabs my feet and pulls me all the way to him where I was basically sitting on his lap.
"Well, hi there." he whispers, his eyes much darker.
I grin at him and the sudden proximity. "Do you think you're going to miss high school?"
"All the snotty girls and homework every night? No way." He scuffles almost offended.
"Where do you think you're going to college?" I look up at him.
Which was a mistake. I got to take a closer look at what the little blond-haired blue-eyed boy from all my childhood memories grew up to be. Faint blond patches of wannabe facial hair etched the lining of his chin and jaw. Smile wrinkles are evident around his perfectly straight smile- thanks to braces from our tween years of course- and his blue eyes beam down at me. Blue eyes that would make every girl at Washington High melt into a puddle. Except me of course.
"I got into U of M, not too far away from home, but far enough. I think I'm actually taking a year off from school though."
"Oh." I shift awkwardly in his lap.
"What's up with all the questions anyways? Your turn. What's your favorite.. drink?"
I laugh. "Mine were more of serious questions." He just looks at me. I sigh with defeat, "Coke."
"Not SunnyD?" I snort at him. "Hm... What's your favorite... flower?"
"Lilies." I quickly answer.
"Got it. No sunflowers for Miss Sonny." A playful smirk appears on his lips.
"No, too corny." I giggle, "And stop making puns of my name!"
Every time I look down I got more nervous and awkward with the position we were sitting in. I try not to think about it, figuring it's nothing, and play with the hem of purple chevron top instead.
"I'm sorry. It's just so easy!" He smirks back down at me.
"Well now you're not forgiven." I stuck out my tongue.
I was kidding, but I slide off the couch and start walking away smiling for effect.
I feel warm hands wrap around my waist as I'm flung over Chads shoulder and he's running through the house, dodging furniture.
"CHAD! PUT ME DOWN." I punch his back with my fists.
I didn't actually mind being held by him, is that so wrong?
"No! Not until you forgive me!" He pouts and stops in the hallway.
"I forgive you! I forgive you!" I giggle. "Put me down!"
"Not yet! You have to say 'Chad, you are most handsome person ever and I am completely in love with you!'"
"That's not going to happen." I snort appalled. Yeah right.
Thennnnnn he starts tickle attacking my sides. Unfair!
"Stop! Haha! Stop! Ok! Ok! Ha- Ch-ha Chad! You are- Haha! the most hand-Ha!-some, person-Haha! and I am Ha!- comp-Ha! -lety in love Ha!- with you Haha!"
He set me on the floor and leans over me, "I know." He smiles down on me, his blond hair falling off his face.
And I couldn't help but smile back.
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