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Sonny's POV

I watched Chad vanish back into the house and sighed.

"What did he mean by that, Sonny?" Cam asked me.

"Well… Cam, I've been gone for a long time and I won't be around here much longer and well…"

I paused and took a deep breath, "Ithinkweshouldbreakup."

"Excuse me?" Cam said, "Repeat?"

I inhaled, "I think…we should…break up."

Cameron frowned, "It's because of Cooper isn't it?"

I nodded a bit.

"Well fine," he spat before he walked off.

I watched him and then walked into my house to see Chad talking with my dad and brother again. Then he turned to look at me.

"So?" he asked, walking over to me, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"It's over. I broke up with him," I said quietly.

Chad nodded, "Ah. So, how'd he take it?"

"He's not happy, that's for sure," I said.

"Chad… can I talk to you in a more… private place?" Sonny said, looking around at her family members who were watching us.

"Sure…" he said.

I walked over to my room, which I hadn't seen yet since I got here. Chad followed me and looked around, "Two beds…?"

"I share with Dallas," I said. Chad nodded understandingly,

"So what's up?"

"I told Cameron that I didn't want him… And I dumped him because of you…"

Chad smiled, "Oh and um… do you mind if I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"How long were you and Cameron dating?" he asked.

"Six months before I left for California."

There was silence.

"Wow," I said after awhile.

"What?" Chad asked, smiling.

"It's just I haven't been here in so long! It's nice to be back. I'm sure I'll miss it when I leave," I said, looking around the room.

"I'll miss this place, too."

"You? Why?" I asked in surprise.

"You have a nice home. And a nice family. That's something I will never have," Chad said.

"Chad, you will always have me and my family!" I said.

"I know. But obviously I can't live with you!" Chad said, getting frustrated now.

"Chad… please don't get mad," I asked.

"I'm not!" he yelled.

There was a pause.

"Look, I'm sorry," he sighed, "you don't know how frustrating this is, though!"

"You're right, I don't… and I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For you! It isn't fair! You're so famous, you are good at acting, and you're such a good person! You don't deserve being blamed for something like you are being blamed for! It was just an accident!"

"Tell that to my dad!" Chad spat.

"I would if he were here."

"That wouldn't be smart."

"Why?"

"Doesn't matter," Chad said quickly.

"Why wouldn't be smart?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter!" he said loudly and harshly.

I cringed at the tone of his voice.

Chad's eyes softened, "Sonny, I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I should have just left it at 'doesn't matter'," I said, not looking him in the eyes.

"No, it matters. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have overreacted like that," Chad said.

"You just have had a lot going on, it's fine," I said quickly.

"How did we even get on this conversation?" Chad said.

"I don't know," I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose and closing my eyes, "Anyways, you started it."

"Did not!"

"Did too! You started by saying you would miss this place!"

"Did not! And actually, you were the first who said that!"

"Did too… and fine I did say that! But…"

"Did not. And see, you did start it! You don't have a reason."

"Do too!"

"You don't."

"You didn't tell me why telling that to your dad would be a bad idea."

"Because it's none of your business!"

"I know that! I wasn't asking you to tell me!"

"Well that's what it sounded like!"

"Why do we keep fighting?" I yelled.

"Because we can't stand one sane conversation!"

"Well, I could if you could!"

"Well, I wasn't having a problem standing one!"

"Yes you were!"

"Fine I was!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Fine!"

"FINE!" I finished that part, "Oh, and get out of my room!"

"You asked me to come in here!"

I folded my arms across my chest, "Fine, I did."

"Are we doing this again?"

"No."

"Fine."

"Fine… Wait, I thought we weren't doing this!" I said.

"Well I'm leaving."

"Fine."

"Good bye!" Chad said, walking out of the room.

Chad's POV

"Wow… that's some set of lungs you two got there!" Dallas said to me as I walked out of Sonny's room and into the main one.

"What? Oh, our argument? It's nothing," I said.

"Nothing? Didn't sound like nothing."

"We do that all the time!" I said.

"Really?" Hunter, Sonny's brother asked.

"Yeah… it's like a daily routine, I guess," I said, not mentioning the fact that the So Random Blondie calls it 'flirt fighting'.

"Sounds like it must be hard for you two to work together," Dallas said.

"Oh… it is. I don't hate it, though."

"If you fight all the time why don't you hate it?"

"We have a strange… relationship…" I said. It was either 'relationship' or 'friendship' and we were defiantly more than friends… I think.

"How so?"

"It's too complicated. Let's just say we're frenemies."

"Oh. Well, I saw the episode where you guest starred on So Random!" Dallas said.

"You did?" I asked.

"Yeah. The part with the pig was great! Who decided that you'd kiss it?"

I laughed shortly, "Uhm… actually it wasn't staged… Somehow the pig landed in Sonny's arms and she decided to make it kiss me."

"Wonder why…" Dallas said.

"It's because she acted like didn't want to kiss me. We actually did quite a few unscripted things that got us flamed afterwards. Like when I said, 'Ma'am, I've seen hundreds of stubbed toes, and I'm pretty sure this one's rubber'. That part I did. Sonny and I were fighting a lot… so we kind of put in our own stuff… and since we were filming live we couldn't be stopped," I said.

"Chad, why are you talking about that evil sketch?" Sonny moaned, walking into the room.

"You had more fun than me! Since you didn't have to kiss a pig!"

"I almost had to," Sonny said, smiling meanly at me.

I rolled my eyes, "Funny."

"Aren't I?" Sonny smiled meanly.

"You're oh so funny, Sonny."

Sonny sighed and rolled her eyes at me, smiling not as mean now.

It was kind of quiet around the room when my phone rang again. This time I didn't go outside to pick it up, "CDC here," I answered, "Mhm… yeah… sure…. We'll be there."

I hung up.

"Who was it, Chad?" Sonny asked.

"Spinner. He wants us at the house. He sent me the directions," I showed them to Sonny.

"Alright," she said.

"But we need a car…"

"We have a couple cars," Sonny said. She turned to her mom and dad, "Do you mind if we take one?"

"Can one of you drive?"

"I can," I said.

"I still need to get my license," Sonny muttered to me.

"Alright, Spinner has a car, right?"

"Yeah he should have rented one or two vans… You can pick up the car later, mom, if you want," Sonny said.

Connie nodded and Sonny's dad handed her the keys.

I held my hand out for them and Sonny handed them to me.

I smiled without saying anything and walked out of the house, Sonny following by my side.

We got in the car and found the place we were staying in easily without much talking besides for when Sonny told me where to go.

We got in the house and I saw it was around the same size the other house in Tennessee, but a bit nicer.

Spinner talked to us about our rehearsal and stuff and how we would be filming our kissing scene in the snow which had started falling a few hours ago. He told us the forecast for Wisconsin was snowy all week, so we should be fine to film the snowy parts.

Sonny was looking a bit nervous when Spinner stopped talking and dismissed everyone.

"Something up, Sonny?" I asked her.

"Just nervous about our scene!" she said.

I nodded, "I'm a bit nervous, as well…"

I looked around the room and saw my stuff by the door, "I'm gonna go put my stuff in my room…" I said, walking over to them, grabbing them and walking to my room which was one of two left. It was nice. Nicer than the one in Tennessee. The bed wasn't as comfortable, though. I sighed heavily and gazed out the window watching the snow fall, keeping my eyes on one flake at a time.

The rest of the day went slow, and I was trying to get to sleep but I feeling too restless to sleep. I looked at the clock. It read 2:54 AM.

I groaned, wishing the night would just be over. The house was very quiet and I heard a small cry of fright, it sounded like, from one of the rooms. I slipped out of bed and walked down the hall, listening intently by each door until I heard soft sobs coming from one.

I opened the door slowly and saw Sonny sitting in bed, in tears. It tore my heart in half to see her like that and I walked quickly over to her, sat on her bed and put my arms around her, bringing her close to me and she buried her face into my chest, "Sonny, what's wrong?" I asked quietly.

"It was….just horrible… horrible dream…" she spluttered.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked quietly.

"It involved you…" she started, "and I'm just glad… it wasn't real… or you wouldn't be here."

I sighed and nodded, holding her tighter when another wave of tears took over her. I couldn't stand her like this.

"It was just a dream," I crooned, "Nothing about it was real."

"I know," she sobbed, "it just seemed too real to bear."

I sighed, "Shh, Sonny, it's alright." I pressed my face into her hair.

She sniffed and straightened up and I figured that most of her tears were over. But I didn't know much about girls… but then again, what guy does?

"You'll be alright, Sonny," I said, feeling a bit uncomfortable about this whole ordeal.

"I know," she muttered, her voice sounding off from crying. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and sighed.

"I'm glad you're here," Sonny said.

"I'm glad too… not to be here… because well you had a bad dream and all, and yeah…" I said.

"Yeah, well at least you're here for that.. and no other reason," Sonny said slowly. I shifted uneasily.

"And it's…it's no problem… I should… I should probably head back to my room though…"

"No wait!" Sonny pleaded quickly.

"What?" I asked.

"Why can't you stay?" she asked, looking jumpy.

"Because this is not my room, Sonshine," I said.

Sonny looked down, "I don't want that dream to come back."

"It won't, Sonny-"

"It might… if you're not here and that dream comes back I will freak out," Sonny said, "Just a bit longer? Like fifteen minutes or something? Please?"

I sighed, giving in to her cuteness, "Only fifteen minutes. Twenty at the most."

Sonny nodded, "Alright."

And I stayed in there for awhile longer, we just talked quietly. It was close to half an hour later and Sonny had fallen asleep, so I got up quietly and headed back to my room.

The night went as slow as it had felt earlier and finally morning came and I got out of bed feeling very tired. I saw Sonny was already awake so I went over to the kitchen and saw her talking to Gab.

I sighed and got something to eat, not saying anything to her, but looking at her now and then. I caught her glancing at me now and then also, but no one spoke until Spinner came in and gave us each a copy of the Summers and Moor script. We all looked confused and Sonny said, "Uh, Spinner, we already have a script for the movie…"

"Yes, the old script. I got a few things changed. You and Chad will have a slow dancing scene at a prom I added in and I also added a few minor parts."

I flipped through the script looking for different parts when I heard Sonny inhale sharply and Rick starting to laugh triumphantly.

I looked up, "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Page. Thirty. Two," Sonny said through clenched teeth.

// Quite a bit of fighting there, but there was some mushyness involved, I think there's more mushyness coming up.
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