C D C ' S M Y N E W G F F :: C H A P T E R 7
Elimination Round 2

Summary: Chad is hosting a new reality show to find his new GFF, or girl friend forever. He eliminates contestants until he crowns a winner. It was just a publicity thing; he never expected to fall in love. What happens when he does? Channy multichapter. AU.
Rating: T for certain scenes.
Disclaimer: I don't own SWAC orParis Hilton's My New BFF.

Previously on M Y N E W G F F:

"I'm Tawni!" She said, sticking her hand out for me to shake. I took it and complied, dropping it soon after.

I grinned, "My name's Sonny. Are you one of Chad's friends?"

"Ha, please! I'm actually here for the food. I'm actually a part of his rival TV show. Where I work all we have tonight is frozen yogurt and nasty food. Today's Meatball Monday," she told be, shivering.

"What's so bad about meatballs?" I asked, laughing.

She sighed, "Sonny… Oh, Sonny. Meatballs stay on your plate and contain 100% beef. So Random! meatballs get up and walk and contain 100% who-knows-what."

.:.

"So you're gonna kick me out of the competition?" Sonny asked, hopes high. She crossed her fingers behind her back. He laughed, scoffing at her request.

"You thought I was going to, which means I have to make you to stay." He smirked.

I sighed, rolling my eyes in disbelief. He was unbelievable.

"Besides, I want you to make it to the next competition." Chad winked, brushing past her and walking into the mansion.

The next day was a do-nothing day. The girls lounged around there rooms lazily, painting their nails and trying to guess what they would be doing the following day. Most of the girls were in the living room waiting for Chad to announce the girls getting eliminated. Some of them lingered outside, taking a swim in the pool or watching television in the screened-in deck.

In Sonny and Catherine's room, silence filled the air. Catherine left hours ago to talk to the more politically-prominant girls in the living room as they waited for Chad to make his appearance. Sonny simply sat on her bed alone, staring up at her ceiling as music played through her headphones.

She was tired of sitting around. She was tired of having only one friend in the entire house. Megan was nice, but one friend wouldn't suffice. All the other girls were so fake, so pampered, and she couldn't take it. She couldn't handle hearing the creaking of the house because that was the only noise filling her ears. She couldn't handle getting insulted by her roomate and getting mentally stabbed by the other girls. She was beginning to go crazy, and bunking with a crazed person wasn't helping her case much either.

Sonny had to drag herself off the bed to go speak to Chad again. He understand - he had to.

As she passed the kitchen in the midst of her thoughts, she slammed into a familiar body. She recognized the man immediately - the soft-looking blond hair, the brandname shirt, the strong arms. It was Chad.

She looked up at him with a nervous smile on her face.

"Hey, Chad! Just the guy I was looking for! We need to talk... again."

"Sonny, I'm not changing my mind. Whether you want to be here or not, you have potential. That's why you're here." He told her sternly.

"Chad, we both know we're not meant to be."

He huffed angrily, "You don't even know me!"

"What's that, Chad? That sounds like desperation to me! Do you like me or something?" She smirked, crossing her arms.

"N-no. I'm just required to get to know every single contestant during this show, so I'm trying to get to know you! I'm just a, uh, rule-follower." Chad stuttered, nodding at the end as if to add to his insistence.

Sonny scoffed, "Sure, sure… America's bad boy is a rule-follower. Yeah. Sounds real realistic."

"Shut it, Sonny. Don't give me a reason to make your stay here as painful as possible." He threatened, wagging a finger in her direction.

"Is that a threat I hear? Bad!" She laughed, earning a glare from the blond.

He narrowed his eyes, "Watch it, Monroe. I'm giving you fair warning."

"And I'm giving you fair warning, Cooper. Don't give me a reason to make my stay here as painful for you as possible." She retorted.

He sighed, "Would you at least try to get to know me? I'm not a bad guy."

"Fine," she grumbled. "What do you wanna do?"

"Hmmm." He shrugged, "We could... talk? Watch a movie, go out to dinner?"

"Chad, this isn't a date." She insisted.

He raised his eyebrows suggestively, "Could be."

"Isn't."

"Talking it is," He said, laughing at her resistance. "Alright, let's just go to my bedroom."

"Game room." Sonny demanded, beginning to get frustrated.

"Bedroom." Chad begged, pouting.

"Not a date."

"Fine."

Sonny stared at him for a few moments, assessing his eyes. They were showing mixed emotions from what she could see: anger, annoyance, humor, liking, longing?

She shook the though from her head and giggled, nudging him playfully, "Fine."

"Good."

"Good."

"Are we good?"

"Oh we're so good." Sonny laughed, tugging on his hand to pull him down to the basement. They walked down the steps in silence, their footsteps making a pounding noise with each step of movement. They reached the bottom on the stairs and opened the door to the left, walking into the game room.

It was the room of every teenage boy's dreams … maybe even for teenage girls. Video games lined the walls – there must have been hundreds. A cream soda fountain was in the corner of the room next to a huge, expensive-looking sound system. Every gaming system known to man were on several shelves lining the walls. They were hooked up to the biggest, largest TV Sonny had ever seen – it must have been over a hundred inches.

As for seating, a huge, white leather couch lined the room. It was one of those twenty-feet couches that twisted and turned in different directions to provide as much seating as possible. Then of course were the seats for videogame-playing, the kind that rocked on the floor like a cradle.

Sonny turned to Chad in awe, "This is your game room?"

He grimaced slightly. "Ehh, it's alright. The one at my real house is even bigger."

"Oh," She managed. "Alright, so let's get to talking."

Sonny slowly lowered herself down on the couch as if not to crush it, rubbing her hand over the soft fabric. Chad walked around her and planted his butt on the cushion with a jump, startling Sonny. Maybe being rich made you nonchalant about the fragility of expensive items.

"So… Tell me about yourself. According to my mom, you're some saint. So prove it."

"Awww, your mom said I was a saint? She's the sweetest! I'll have to thank her." Sonny gushed, a hand over her heart as she recalled the past encounter with the wonderful Mrs. Cooper.

Chad coughed, "Yeah, she's amazing. So you were going to tell me about yourself. Carry on."

"Well I was born and raised in Middleton, Wisconsin – home of the cheese! Gouda, havarti, cheddar and jack!" She erupted into giggles but stopped when she noticed Chad's bored glare. "Anyhow… I pretty much had the average childhood."

"And that is?" He urged her on, clueless.

She nodded in understanding, "Oh, right! You didn't have a normal childhood like most of America. I just hung out on our small farm lot, played with my dog. Basic stuff. I played soccer and I swam competitively. I went to school and got good grades. And, yeah, that's pretty much it!"

"So did you ever meet someone through all that, uh, excitement?" He asked, pushing for the informative details her audition tape left out.

Sonny laughed, "Yeah, Chad, you don't need to be famous to meet new people."

"No I mean like… special people," she gave him a blank stare. "Did you date anyone?"

"I dated one guy. That's all."

Chad frowned, "So tell me about guy."

She sighed. "His name was Brian. We dated my first year high school. At first I thought he was just the most awesome guy in world. He was two years older, he had the looks, he was smart, and he was on the football team… Anything a freshman girl could want."

"So what went wrong with you two?" He asked.

"Excuse me?" She prompted, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

"In your audition tape it said you had a relationship that turned bad." Chad explained.

"Oh," she said, her mouth slightly gaping open.

He tilted his head to the side, "Was that incorrect? Was the girl on your tape lying?"

"N-no…" She screeched out, her voice slightly wavering. "It did go, um, bad, as you said. As the relationship went on, Brian stopped being so… nice. Around everyone else he acted like a normal boyfriend – holding my hand, kissing my cheek, opening doors for me. He acted like the perfect boyfriend. But when we were alone, all that came to an end. Instead he would slap my hand, tell me to kiss his ass, and slam doors on my face. I thought it was just the way he was, but it got worse..."

By this point Chad was speechless. He had assumed that they had a bad break-up, not that the poor girl was abused in some way!

She sighed, "Brian began to hit me. He would call me and tell me that if I didn't show up at his house, he would beat me. But I knew that even if I did go he would. He would tell me I was worthless and that the only reason he didn't act like I was a piece of shit was because I was his responsibility. Our families were close friends and both sets of parents would put pressure on us to stay together to bring the families closer. Heck, my mom wanted us to marry. It wasn't until the beginning of sophomore year until I told my mom the truth. She brought him to court and put him in jail for five years. I can still recall the heart-shattering glare he gave me as he was shoved into the back of a police car. I was scared shitless for months, scared that Brian would come get me like he always threatened that he would."

"Did he…?" Chad asked, biting his lip to keep from showing too much emotion towards the girl. He was nearly shaking with fear. He couldn't imagine what that would be like, what it would feel like.

"One day, yes. I was planting flowers by my mailbox and he came up behind me, catching me off guard. He strangled me and pulled me into his truck, bringing me off to an old abandoned shack in a nearby field. He punched my stomach and broke three of my ribs, saying that I shouldn't be able to stand upright. He crushed my left hand saying I should never be able to marry and be able to wear a ring. He even broke my ankle, telling me I should have to hop on one leg just to show everyone how much of I freak I was. Then he shouted at me and told me all this crap about how I meant nothing and how no one would ever love me… And I believed it. For a long, long time. I've been in therapy ever since." She told him, letting out a sigh at the end.

Chad sat in silence, fumbling with his fingers. Sonny watched him look down at his lap.

She tensed, tears welling up in her eyes as she bit her lip nervously, "So what, now you're not going to say anything? You're just gonna think what Brian though and think I'm a worthless piece of nothing?"

"No, Sonny, nothing like that! I just don't know what to say… I can't think of anything to say to even account for how sorry I am for you. That must have been awful."

She nodded. He raised his arms and reached towards her, causing her to wince in fear.

"Please don't hit me," she begged in a rush, now shaking with horror.

Chad quickly let his arms fall to his sides. "I was going to hug you, Sonny. I would never think to hit you. Ever."

"Oh." She breathed out, calming down. "Well then, continue."

He chuckled softly and embraced her in his arms, his grip around her unbreakable. Her own small arms snaked around his torso as well, coming to rest in the middle of his back as she nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck.

She pulled back slightly, "You're the only one who knows outside of my parents in Lucy. Please don't tell anyone, Chad."

"Never," he promised, moving his arm from behind her to brush a strand of hair out of her cheek.

They stayed in that position, three inches away from each other in an embrace as Chad cupped her face in his hand. He considered kissing her until her lips were bruised, but the look of pure innocence in her eyes stopped him. He instead swiftly pressed a kiss to her cheek, hugging her quickly again after.

They pulled apart and looked at each other, smiling.

"How about you, Chad? What's your life story, your claim to fame?" Sonny asked, laughing.

He shrugged, "Well my dad always lived an expensive lifestyle, and when he lost a bunch of money in the stock market, he couldn't live that way. I had always wanted to be a famous actor in Hollywood, so he made the ends meet. He got me acting lessons and an agent, and one way or another I ended up here. I didn't have much of a childhood… We always lived in Los Angeles so I never got to experience the feeling of a close-knit town. L.A. is a hard place to grow up in… No one talked to me, I wasn't popular because I was always at my lessons. I grew up alone."

"I'm sorry, but, Chad Dylan Cooper – unpopular?" Sonny asked, feigning shock.

He chuckled dryly, slightly smiling at her attempt at a joke. "Ha ha. You're actually pretty funny, Sonny."

"Why thank you. You're pretty funny yourself… Not!"

"Hey, I can be funny!" She looked at him with doubt and held in a laugh, "No? Alright, I'll crack a joke. Why is a classroom like an old car?"

Sonny shrugged, "I don't know, why?"

"Because there's a bunch of nuts in the back and a crank in the front." He told her, grinning.

She giggled softly. "Okay, so you can be funny. Is there anything you can't do?"

"Nope, don't think so. Chad Dylan Cooper is perfect." He smirked.

Sonny smiled victoriously, "Oh, there's the ego! I was wondering where he ran off to."

"Very funny, Monroe." He chuckled, looking deep into her eyes. They stared into each others eyes for several moments, falling for the depths of milk chocolate and beach water. Chad found himself edging forward and she followed in suit, still mesmerized by his warm aurora that pulled her in.

She suddenly turned awkwardly, breaking the eye-contact, "I better be going… We've been down here awhile and we don't want people assuming the wrong thing."

Chad blushed bright red nodded in agreement, cursing himself for letting them get that far.

"Bye Chad!" She smiled, getting up from the couch and beginning to walk back towards the stairs.

He smirked, "Bye, Sonshine."

"Oh and Sonny?" She turned back to look at him, "You're still not getting eliminated, no matter how much you want to leave."

She grinned at him and continued her journey back upstairs and into the living room, joining the other girls as they glared at her in jealousy.

She shrugged it off and took a seat next to Megan, smiling at the girl.

"Hey!" She greeted.

Megan grinned, "Hey Sonny! What have you and Chad been doing down there? Everyone has been talking about it."

"We just talked. Just talked."

"So you didn't kiss? Or make out?" Megan urged on, begging for more details.

Sonny laughed, "We hugged, but no, nothing else. I just talked to him. He's pretty normal if you allow him to be."

"I wish the elimination wouldn't come so soon. The closer I get the boot, the sooner I'll be the laughing stock of my entire town. Heck, my entire state!" Megan frowned, pouting.

"What are you so worried about? You'll be fine!" Sonny insisted, patting her back comfortingly.

Megan shook her head, "No… It's me. I know I'm getting eliminated today – I just know it!"

"I'm sure you're just nervous. If you get kicked off, it's Chad's loss. You're a great girl, and if he can't see that, screw him." Sonny told the girl.

Megan seemed to accept the explanation as she shut up about the topic, now discussing the last competition.

A few minutes later, Chad walked into the living room wearing a big smirk. Sonny sighed. Back to the old Chad, she thought.

He walked to the center of the living room as silence fell upon them. The other girls seemed to always get so star-struck whenever he showed his face.

"Hey everyone," He greeted. All the girls mirrored his greeting, smiling flirtatiously up at him. He grinned at the attention, straightening out his blazer with poise.

"I'm just gonna cut to the chase, cause, well, we're running a bit late today. I had a few things I had to handle." He said, all eyes flickering to Sonny with jealousy.

"The first girl to be eliminated is... Megan. Megan, you're a really cool girl and I've enjoyed getting to know you. But at the bikini modeling, you didn't rock that suit. I'm not calling you ugly or fat, but you seem to think that you are those things. Whether a girl is pretty or not, she needs confidence. And the entire night all you did was try to cover yourself up and complain about your looks. I personally think your beauty shines through in different ways, and I hope that someday you'll see that."

Megan smiled sadly as Sonny hugged her in order to calm her down. She felt bad for the girl, but it wasn't like Chad was shallow enough to eliminate her just because of her looks or personality.

"The next contestant to be eliminated is Kate. I'm sorry, but you guys all know how much Chad Dylan Cooper likes his food. You may have passed this round if you hadn't tried to cook a super difficult meal. Making an awesome macaroni and cheese is worth a lot more than attempting a four-course meal and catching my kitchen on fire. Do all of America a favor and get cooking classes, or you better hope that your future boyfriends can cook real well. I'm sorry for both of your eliminations, but you'll need to be packed and ready to go by tomorrow morning. Sorry and good luck."

The day came to a close as the two girls packed and left the house, leaving the rest of the girls to step up their behavior in order to win.

Hello my fellow readers! Haha... so serious. Okay. Heyyloo guys! Gracen here. I hope you enjoyed the new chapter! I believe it was the longest one yet - over four thousand words long! That's not even all, considering Chapter 8 will be posted in a few hours. Anyways... Sorry for the long wait. I've had a few, uh, hundred distractions lately. First, my dad was in the hospital for the second time this month for yellow jacket stings. That was simply a joy. Second, my parents went out of town for a few days so I was staying at my friend's house. Third, I've been panicking over Chapter 8 for the past three weeks. Yes, I've had it written that long haha. Dumb paranoia.. And lastly, I've been packing for my trip.

I'm not sure if I've told you guys or not, but I'm going up north for about two weeks. First I'm going to Boston and then I'm going to my family's island up in NH. Don't get the wrong idea or anything - it's not like super fancy or resort-like. That's why I'm telling you this. It's NOT glamorous, so there's no Wifi or electricity so I won't be able to update during that time period. So don't expect an update until around August 20th. And school starts the 23rd, so that'll be pushing back updates a little bit as well.

So I'm very sorry everyone, but I'll be posting chapter 8 in a few hours so hopefully that will make up for the long wait you're about to endure.

Anyhow, here's the fun part of my author's note. Haha. Funnnn! So I watched the new SWAC episode on YouTube the other day and I was wondering what you guys thought of it! It was a bit, uh, strange seeing Demi in a bear suit for like twenty minutes, but it was funny! And when Chad stood up for Sonny, it was soooo cute and awesome and AMAZING! Haha (:

On another note... Thoughts? What'd you think of the chapter? I tried to add more Sonny/Chad interaction. Tell me what you thought of this chapter in your...

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