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Chapter 5

"I fell so fast, can't hold myself back. High heels, red dress, all by yourself got to catch my breath."

Burnin' Up- Jonas Brothers

No, there wasn't a big scene if that's what you were thinking… In fact no one seemed to even notice the door opening. I glanced nervously at Tawni who gave me a reassuring smile, and I gingerly stepped into the party. I was suddenly aware of how bare my legs and shoulders were, and I wrapped my arms around myself, self conscious.

"Sonny," Tawni reprimanded and I reluctantly untangled my arms, letting them hang at my sides. I took in the room; it was different to the layout in my house, which was made of a lot of tiny bedrooms, while theirs was a large upstairs room, empty bar a long table full of snacks and sodas and speakers blasting more contemporary music than the carols being played downstairs. The lighting was dim, and people were dancing in the centre of the room. I guessed it was convenient that the Hart's had yet to unpack, as it left this room free for a party.

"Now," Tawni instructed, surveying the room, "go circulate." She gave me little push and I stumbled forward, searching for someone to talk to.

Suddenly in the corner I spotted my fourteen year old sister, and her weird friend talking to her in low whispers. While I had been the tomboy of the family, Abbie had always been the nerdy one, even less of a partier than me (and that was saying something) really into computers and spending all of her time on Twitter. I started towards them, and saw Abbie's chocolate eyes, identical to mine turn to saucers when she saw me.

"Sonny?" she asked, gob smacked, and I couldn't hold back the grin.

"You like?" I asked, twirling in front of her.

She nodded, dumbfounded. I glanced at her scary friend, Zora, who had her head cocked to the side, watching me intently.

"Ah, a complete physical and mental makeover to impress someone. By my calculations for a boy she knows very well," Zora commented, speaking almost to herself, and I took a step back, a little frightened.

"Right," I stretched out the word, "So Abbie, I'll see you later," I said backing further and further away, shooting another side on glance at Zora who was now grinning evilly. I turned and was about to rush to the other side of the room, when I walked straight into someone. "Oof," I groaned falling backwards slightly before the person caught me.

"Jeez I'm sorry," I glanced up from under my eyelashes to see an apologetic looking Skylar staring at me in concern. Here it goes. The first test of my little experiment.

"It's fine," I said sweetly, "my bad." I shrugged out of his grasp and straightened my dress. I was fully aware of his eyes on me. On my body to be more precise.

"I'm Skylar," he said reaching out to shake my hand. I grasped his and shook it, smiling innocently, before letting go and turning to walk away. I had barely made it two paces away before I felt his hand on my upper arm, stopping me. Skylar was chasing me. Wow ... Tawni was right.

I faced him again, that sickly sweet grin still plastered on my lips. I looked at him questioningly. "Yes?"

"Aren't you going to tell me your name?" he asked huskily, looking startled when I started to laugh. I just couldn't help it. The whole situation was hilarious.

"Skylar, dude, you know me," I threw the dude in there to see if he'd catch on. He still stared down at me, his blue eyes uncomprehending. I sighed at how slow he was.

"Until Tawni arrived, I was the best at C.O.D and could kick your sorry ass any day," I explained, feeling the corners of my lips tug when I saw it click. His confused smile slipped, and his mouth fell open, and his eyes checked me out once more.

"Munroe?" he said, disbelieving.

"In the flesh," I confirmed as he began to shake his head a little.

"But, but...." he muttered.

"Yes Skylar?" I still kept up that slightly girly, totally innocent tone, mocking him almost. I knew, somewhere in the back of my mind, that I was having was too much fun teasing him and I knew that it was probably revenge for the whole "Sonny isn't a girl" comment.

"But you're.... you look like.... like a girl," he choked out, and I let my inner Cheshire Cat out.

"Oh you finally caught on, well done," I was full on mocking him now. Well, there you go, be warned, makeovers can bring out your inner b-i-t-c-h.

"Okay, I'm going to go now," I spoke slowly as if he was dense, and turned and strutted away, head held high, well aware he was watching me, or one part of me, walk away. I felt giddy with power. I had never had this sort of control over guys. I had never wanted it, power I mean, but it gave me an undeniable rush to know I would never hear Skylar say I wasn't a girl again.

I was heading to the beverage table to get a drink, when I spotted another face I wanted to see. No not the face I wanted to see, but still.

"Hey there pretty lady," Nico greeted as I walked up to him. Grady leaned against a wall, a pretty brunette chatting to him. They paused in their conversation to see who Nico was calling to.

"Dude, stop ogling," I reprimanded Nico, who was staring (intently) at my legs.

"Oh my God, Munroe?" Grady asked, his eyes wide. The girl he had been talking to looked at me, then back at Grady, confused. At least, I thought, Grady and Nico seemed to catch on much faster than Skylar. So I hadn't been hanging out with dim wits my whole life. Thank God.

"Sonny, did you shave your legs?" I laughed at Nico's comment as he continued to look me up and down, searching for the tomboy from days earlier.

The girl still seemed truly stumped and I decided to put her out of her misery.

"Hey, I'm Sonny Munroe," I said, sticking out my hand for her to shake, "I'm their friend. I changed my wardrobe up a bit, and I think they're a tad confused."

"Portlyn Murray," she said, shaking my hand in hers, smiling wryly at the boys.

"That's an understatement, Munroe. You look like a beauty queen or something," Nico was still in shock.

"Thanks Nico," I accepted his compliment and turned to Portlyn, smiling, "Poor Nico's not the brightest."

She laughed, and glanced at Nico side on. Grady was watching her with this love-struck look, while Nico was still staring at me.

"I said, stop ogling Nico," I rolled my eyes at him, "Tawni is looking for you." He snapped out of it and smiled, half skipping away, half running. I rolled my eyes again, and waved at Portlyn and Grady, walking off while they struck up their conversation again. I hoped it worked out for Grady, because I didn't hold any weird grudges against him like I did with Skylar. And I kind of liked Portlyn even though I'd barely talked to her.

I arrived at the food, only to have my breath taken away. There, leaning casually against the wall, was Chad. He was glancing every few seconds at the door, waiting for someone. It had to be me, seeing as Callie was gone. I poured myself a coke (and smelt it to make sure it was just coke), and idly walked over to stand about a foot away from him, sipping on my drink, and shielded my face with my hair (still works!).

I was watching the people dance, the two of us standing in silence, when I felt someone staring at me.

I turned to see Chad watching me, his stunning blue eyes lit up every few second by the flashing disco lights.

"You like what you see?" I asked, avoiding his gaze. I knew, one look in the eyes and he'd place me. I actually found it quite funny that he didn't know who I was.

"No!" he protested, and then looked ashamed when I raised my eyebrows. I mean, had it all been for nothing, and he still didn't think I was attractive?

"No, I mean you are... you are..." he struggled for a word, "hot... or just... It's just I'm pretty sure I know you. I just can't place you." He looked, and sounded, flustered and sheepish.

I shrugged, deciding to play with him a little longer. It was funny to see him like this with me, and how often do you get a chance to talk to your best friend like you're strangers?

He glanced again, fleetingly, at the door.

"You waiting for someone?" I asked, taking another casual sip of my drink. He looked at the door, this time for longer and I took the opportunity to take a proper look at him. He was wearing jeans, and his hair was messy, like he'd barely bothered to brush it. But god damn it, he was wearing another one of those t-shirts. Oh god, I knew I shouldn't have looked.

"Yeah, my best friend," he told me softly, smiling slightly.

I couldn't help but grin at the look on his face. He missed me, and he was clearly upset about something and needed me. Ha, he needed me, take that Callie!

"Really Cooper? Because you know, I thought best friends knew each other when they saw them," I teased, putting him out of his misery. The girl he was looking for couldn't walk through that door seeing as she was right here.

"Huh?" he looked at me properly for the first time since I arrived, stepping away from the wall. I pushed the curls away from my face.

"Surprise!" I greeted, smiling. I bit my lip, as he stood there is silence, just staring at me.

"Munroe?" he whispered, frowning deeply, leaning closer to me, "You look ... wow, Sonny."

I smiled a little, unsure by his reaction. I guess I was expecting him the act the way that Skylar and Nico had. But then Chad always surprised me, always did the unexpected, one of the many (many) reasons I love him.

He just stood there, staring at me in silence.

"Cooper, say something," I said, clicking my fingers in front of his face. He was actually starting to scare me. He was looking at me dumbfounded, like he was searching for the right words.

He seemed snap out of it and stood up straighter, blinking slowly once. He looked away from my eyes, at something behind me. "I'm sorry Sonny, I've got to go." He whispered.

I raised my hand to wave at him fleetingly, but he pushed past me, walking out the door and not looking back.

I watched his retreating figure, wanting to cry. It was only when Tawni appeared at my side, Nico, Grady, Portlyn and Skylar following behind her that I realised I'd been standing there for quite some time. I followed them off to dance, looking back once over my shoulder at the door, hoping he'd reappear.

He didn't. Great this damn makeover had no effect on him whatsoever.

Fan-bloody-tastic.

BY A SHOW OF HANDS HOW MANY PEOPLE NOW OFFICALLY HATE ME??? HAHA OF COURSE HE DIDN'T JUST FALL ON HIS KNEES MY DEARS…. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN TOO OBVIOUS!

Questions:

How many of you DIDN'T see that coming?

How many of you like the new Sonny, and how she treated Skylar? (cause I love her!) Personally I would have bitch slapped Skylar when he said it, but Sonny's too nice for that.

Did you guys like this chapter?

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