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I'm A Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here!

Chapter 4 – Lookin' Good

Chad's POV

The rest of the day went by fairly slowly, and Tawni and Jared dragged me around the school alright. They were with me for most of the – urgh – classes, so at least I wasn't wandering around like a lost puppy. Even if I would've been, though, someone would've helped me, because well, I'm irresistible. And then, when I was finally free from the building of mental torture, otherwise known as school, I decided it was time to CDC-fy Chad Goldfarb.

The first item on the list was contacts, because those glasses were murderously ugly. I managed to get rid of them pretty quickly, after threatening to beat up the optician dude. He'd cowered away in fear and given me the contacts for free. That's how the CDC rolls.

Next, wardrobe. I couldn't be awesome with those neeky chunks of cloth 'Chad Goldfarb' called clothes. Usually, I have professional designers shopping for me, but in this case I really didn't have much of a choice. So I had to drag myself. Urgh, CDC, shopping. Never thought I'd have to see this day. Somehow, I still had my credit card, so at least I could go for something half decent. After I was done with the whole new wardrobe, from a billion different stores, I thought of what to go looking for next.

Ah, I realised I need something to get to that dump called school on. A convertible was my first thought, but then…neh. I want to be a little more daring than that. A motorbike seemed like something worth trying, so I walked to the vehicle showroom and threatened the guy there to give me the best motorbike in the whole store, or I'd punch him. And he got scared of me, which was weird, because I was still geek-Mackenzie at that point. Anyway, I got the motorbike, and then got a haircut, so I look more like…me.

And now, I'm sitting on a bench in the park, fully me-fied, and holding a cigarette. Yeah, Chad Dylan Cooper smokes. You got a problem with that? You better not. Anyway, I'm 18 – it's legal. Not that I care, of course!

I stop my motorbike right in front of the main door of the school, and everyone starts crowding around me. What, you've never seen an awesome dude on a motorbike before? But hey, the CDC-fied Chad Goldfarb attracts a lot of attention around here. I don't think they even recognise me. I mean, him. I mean, whatever!

"Hey, back off, girls." I say. I'm used to a bigger crowd than this – this is absolutely nothing compared to Chad Dylan Cooper's fans. But they aren't going to distract me right now. I only have one target at the moment – Sonny. And the greatest actor of our generation is going to put on an excellent performance.

Sonny's POV

I'm standing with my best friends, Ash and Zeya, outside the school. We're surrounded by random people, but we don't really care.

"Allie, don't you think Jake is sooo hot?" Zeya gushes, dreaming about the school's popular quarterback. I honestly don't think much of him, even though I should be dating him. He's the captain of the football team, and I'm the head cheerleader – we're kind expected to date. But I think he's ugly and annoying.

"Oh my gosh! Who's that?" Ash says, as a gust of wind rushes past us. It stops, and I realise it was a guy on a motorbike. He's pretty hot, and he's just grinning weirdly at the sudden crowd that's formed around him. He's got short blond hair, and is wearing designer sunglasses, a leather jacket, torn jeans, and Converse. Hot. But he doesn't look very familiar – probably new around here. Let me show him how things work around here.

"Hey, back off, girls." He says to the crowd. What is he, like, a celebrity or something? He pushes through the massive crowd, approaching me. Smart move, newbie. "Hello there, beautiful." He says to me, taking the shades off. His eyes are blue…really, really blue… I'm momentarily distracted. "Lost in my eyes already, hey?" The sound of his voice breaks me out of the weird trance. Wait, seeing his face up close, he does look somewhat familiar. I can't remember where and when I've seen him before, though.

"H-hi." I gasp. Seriously, Allie? That's all you could say? I try to regain my whole 'I rule the school' posture, and continue. "Who are you?" I ask, throwing as much attitude and confidence as I can into my tone.

"Chad Dylan Cooper." He replies, smirking. Cute. "And may I know who you are?" What's with the formal tone? And Chad Dylan Cooper sounds like a fake name. He could be a spy, or a celebrity, or a stalker (Hehe ;]), or anyone really.

"Allison." I reply simply.

"Just Allison?"

"Allison Munroe."

"Imma call you Sonny. That okay?" Chad asks, smirking again. Who is he to talk to me like that?

"Uh…" Speak, Allie! Speak!

"Good." He says.

"Good." I retort.

"Fine."

"Fine!" I storm off, angry. The one time a slightly good-looking guy walking into this school, and I had to fight with him. Great. Just freaking great.

Ta-daa!

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