Author's Note: My only problem with this story is that Sonny doesn't have a friend outside of So Random. (Besides Chad.) This was a pretty big problem. So I stole Caitlyn. (Gasp!) Yes. Just for this one fic, Caitlyn never went to Camp Rock. She never met Mitchie. And she's lived in LA all her life.

Sorry the chapter's so short. The next one will be much longer. Also, I've decided to update once a week. Crazy will be updated every Wednesday. (:

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"Your Christmas tree looks like a rainbow threw up on it." Sonny frowned and glanced at what she thought was a very beautiful tree.

"Fuck you, Caitlyn." Caitlyn didn't reply and Sonny went back to her online Christmas shopping. She had absolutely no idea what to get her mother. She said she wanted absolutely nothing work related this year, which made this a very difficult job. Maybe she'd get her a necklace.

"Do you miss Alex?" Caitlyn asked quietly. A heavy silence set over them and Sonny slowly took her eyes off her laptop screen.

"Alex?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Just wondering." The quick answers made Caitlyn want to smile. It reminded her of the way Lorelei and Rory talked in Gilmore Girls. But judging by the look Sonny was pinning her with, smiling may not be a good move.

"No." Sonny answered flatly and focused on her shopping. The gold necklace on the left screamed at her, but was too expensive. If she bought that one, she may not have enough money to get Caitlyn a gift. The silver one on the right was simple, but pretty with a modest price. She sighed and scrolled down. Her mother hated silver.

"Not even a little?"

"Why do you care?" Sonny snapped without looking up from her screen.

"You're kidding, right?" She squeezed her eyes shut and mentally slapped herself.

"I'm sorry." All urges to shop drained from her body and she set the laptop aside. "I didn't mean it. I just... Why are you asking now? It's been a year and a half, Cait."

"Because you look like shit."

"That doesn't mean I'm thinking about Alex." Caitlyn just blinked. Sonny huffed and slouched into the sofa. "Okay, so maybe I was."

"Do you miss her?" Sonny bit the corner of her bottom lip and played with a stray thread on her sleeve.

"Yeah." Caitlyn moved from the arm chair to the couch to sit next to Sonny and sling an arm around her. Sonny leaned her head on Caitlyn's shoulder and released her sleeve to tug on the front of Caitlyn's pajama top.

"You did the right thing, Sonny."

"I know." Sonny frowned and gripped Caitlyn's shirt in her fist. "That's why it sucks so much. If I had done the wrong thing then I could blame myself. But I didn't. I did the right thing. And I can't blame me, or her or anyone else. All I can do is be mad about it." Caitlyn moved her arm down to Sonny's middle and hugged her close. She really wished Sonny was mad. "I miss her, Caitlyn."

"I know, Sonny." God, she wished she was mad.