A/N: so hpswt101 has a point. I'm gonna try to rename my story since it has nothing to do with Mandy anymore.

I got the D.V.D!! so happy!

So I stayed up late the past two night writing this on a notebook so let's see how it turned out.

Enjoy!

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It's been a week since Mandy left. And it's been 10 days and 4hours since I almost kissed Chad.

But who's counting. I still can't believe I kissed him on the cheek! I don't know where that

impulse came from. But it was totally worth it just to see the look on his face. That look of aw,

happiness and shock was hilarious, yet extremely cute. Wait, did I just call it cute!? Something

is seriously wrong with me. But I have been seeing that face in my head constantly lately and

smiling to myself because of it and getting funny looks from everyone every time. I haven't

talked to him since though. It'd be too awkward. In fact it's awkward just seeing him at the

studio and cafeteria, though he does smile really sweetly at me sometimes…No, stop! I came

out of my reminiscing. You need to get this sketch down I told myself, focusing back on the new

sketch about a grandma with bad hearing (A/N: I couldn't think of anything else) I was

wondering up and down random halls trying to get this script down. I would read several lines,

stop walking, look up and close my eyes and repeat the lines again and again until I had them

memorized. Then I'd focus really hard on the script for several minutes and repeat. After about

a half hour of this, I finally had the sketch down. I looked up to find out where I was so I could

get back to my dressing room. I realized I had no idea where I was. I've never been in this part

of the studio before. Panicking, I started walking down several hallways to see if I could

recognize any of them. I was having no luck at all. Then I heard a voice. The voice was arguing

but who cares, it was a person! A person who could hopefully point me in the right direction. I

ran down the hallway towards the voices. I turned the corner of the hallway full out running

and slammed into someone. I heard a scream and someone fell backwards down a staircase. I

just barely managed to stop myself from falling by grabbing the edge of the wall. As a rubbed a

spot on my forehead where I had hit the other person, I heard a groan from the bottom of the

stairs and saw Chad lying there with his cell phone lying about five feet away from him. I

hurried down the stairs as fast as I could.

"Oh my god, Chad are you ok!?" I asked, kneeling down, slightly shaking. That was a big staircase to fall down.

"Of course I'm not ok," groaned Chad, "I just fell down an entire staircase! Why the heck were you running around the corner for anyways?" he asked, pulling himself into a sitting position.

"I got lost, and I heard you talking, well arguing, and a started running and, well, you know the rest," I explained.

"Well you shouldn't run down the hallways," he said hotly.

"You sound just like one of the teachers at my school," I said, slightly entertained by this, "besides, who puts stairs right around a corner!?"

"Just help me up," he ordered.

"Pushy," I muttered, but I helped him up anyways. I noticed he was putting most of his weight on his right foot. "Can you walk?" I asked, praying that he could. He stepped gingerly on his left foot, and nearly collapsed but caught himself on the wall just in time.

"Obviously not" I said.

"I'm gonna need your help to get to the nurse," he told me, a shadow of a smile playing on his

lips. Oh crap, I thought to myself, ten days of never talking and now he has to lean on me for

who knows how long. This is gonna be awkward. Even with these thoughts circling in my head, I

helped him put his arm over my shoulder and held on to his wrist to help him balance. Noticing

just how close he had to be so he couldn't fall. I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"How far away is the nurse's office?" I asked him.

"Like, five or ten minutes walk," he told me, "you should know that," he scoffed.

"Were you not paying attention when I explained what happened!? I was lost, so obviously I don't know where the nurse's office is from here"

"Oh, right."

And so we walked. He was able to put a little bit of pressure on his foot, so that's a good thing.

But I swear he was leaning on me a little too much. But that could just be my hoping. I mean,

not hoping. I don't want him leaning on me, it's not right. It's Chad Dylan Cooper! I told myself. I

don't, I don't, I don't—oh who am I kidding, yes I do. I gave up trying to deny it. I was enjoying

the fact that he was leaning on me. Standing this close to me. Come to think of it, I think he was

enjoying it too…

"Turn here," he told me, bringing me out of my thoughts, pointing to the left with the hand that wasn't around my shoulder. I turned and nearly knocked him over.

"Not so fast!" he said hotly, wincing at the pain in his ankle.

"Sorry, sorry!" It took a little bit of time, but we managed to turn and make it to the nurse's office without any more serious injury.

As we walked into the nurse's office, she looked up from the romance novel she was reading,

her eyes widening in shock. She hastily put the book down and came and helped me put Chad

on the bed-thing. She was a gentle looking woman probably in her mid-fifties.

"What happened," she said, looking from me to Chad and back again waiting for an answer. Chad raised his eyebrows at me. I explained what happened to the nurse, avoiding looking at Chad, feeling embarrassed about what I did.

"Those stupid people, building a staircase right around a corner," she fumed, checking Chad's ankle.

"See, I told you they were idiots," I said, finally turning to look at Chad.

"Hey, I never said they weren't," he said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Yeah, well…" I couldn't think of a reply to this. He smirked as I trailed off.

The nurse interrupted our argument. Well, our sort-of argument. "Well, I don't think he broke it, just fractured it. I'll have to give him a ride to the hospital, will you help me take him out to my van?" she asked me.

"Yeah, sure,"

This time, Chad had an arm around both of our shoulders as we walked. It wasn't as awkward,

but it wasn't as pleasant either. The nurse kind of killed the mood. Luckily, she had a door in her

office that led right out to the parking lot so it wasn't that far of a walk. I helped the nurse put

Chad in the passenger seat. I gave him a small smile as the nurse walked around to the driver's

side and I closed the door and backed up a couple feet. I watched them drive away.

I walked into the prop house and saw everyone sitting around doing nothing.

"There you are!" cried Tawni, "Where have you been, rehearsal starts in five minutes!"

For the third time that day, I explained what happened. When I finished telling the story, there

was a short pause, and then everyone burst out laughing. Hard. Tawni even had tears coming

out of her eyes.

"Oh, Sonny, that's the funniest thing I've ever heard!" said Tawni, catching her breath and wiping away her tears.

"Yeah Sonny, that's great," laughed Nico.

"No, it's not! I feel terrible!" I exclaimed.

"Don't feel bad. You said it yourself; Chad didn't get hurt too badly. He didn't have any head or

brain injuries. At least nothing worse than usual," said Tawni, causing everyone to start laughing again. Even I cracked a grin. Somehow Tawni made me feel better. How strange it that…

"Alright everyone, let's get down to the set before Marshal gets too mad at us," said Zora, once everyone had stopped laughing. We walked down to the set, still laughing every now and then.

An hour and a half later, we had the sketch down pat and laughing at the sketch and I had

totally forgotten about what happened earlier that day. That is, until we got off the set and saw

who was standing next to Marshal. We all stopped laughing at the same time. I take that back,

we all stopped laughing for a second, Tawni, Nico, Grady, and Zora burst out with renewed

laughter. Chad was standing next to Marshal, with one of those funny boots and leaning on

crutches. My guilt form earlier came flooding back. The only thing was, he was smiling. Not his

cute smile either, his smile that means I'm about to get some bad news. Well, good news for

him, bad news for me.

"Oh, Chad, I'm so sorry!" I said, feeling terrible seeing him on crutches.

"It's OK Sonny, the nurse was right, it's only a fracture. I just have to use the crutches for two weeks and then keep the boot on for another three." He told me.

"And nothing else is wrong?"

"Nope it's all good," he said, still smiling that smile. I was starting to get a bad feeling about this. Come to think of it, why was he even here?

"So," he started "I've thought of a way for you to pay me back." His mischievous grin was getting bigger.

"Pay you back?" I was totally confused.

"For fracturing my ankle," he said simply.

"Uh-oh"

"You're going to guest star on McKenzie Falls"

I heard Tawni snort behind me.

"I'm gonna guest star on your show!?"

"Yup"

"But—you—I—can't—why?"

"Because it's the first thing I thought of. Besides, someone has to tell the T.V. viewers what happened to my ankle."

Everyone was now laughing behind me.

"Well, why can't one of your other cast mates do that" I said, trying to worm my way out of this.

"'Cause I like this idea better," he said.

I looked at Marshal with pleading eyes.

"Think of it this way, sweetheart, you'll get more publicity." He said, trying to calm me down.

"I don't want more publicity!"

"Look, you fractured his ankle, we have to punish you somehow," he told me, and then walked away very fast while Chad processed what he just said.

"Hey!" called Chad turning to where Marshal was hurrying away, but Marshal ignored him. Chad turned back to me.

"So we'll send you the script in about a week or so," he told me, then turned and crutched himself away, with me standing there in shock and everyone still laughing behind me.

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A/N: so what d'you think? I have no idea what to do for the the Falls show. I'm open to any ideas.

Oh, and listen to Selena Gomez's new song, "Falling Down" LOVE IT!

R&R

~J~