Hello. I know; it's been a long time since I've updated, and I'm really sorry about that, as I've said on my other story. Oh, and there is one more chapter apart from this one. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a chance.

Dedicated to: cupcakez12

Chapter 7

Tawni POV

That voice... That pestering voice of the one and only 'greatest actor of our generation', Chad Dylan Cooper, the one we all dearly loved. I snorted suddenly at the thought of that. As if.

"It's Tawni Hart," I announced proudly, holding back a few more remarks that I preferred keeping to myself.

"Well, I guess you have dialed the wrong number, Randomer," he told me, sounding slightly confused due to the fact that he wasn't really expecting to get a phone call from me. He was just about to close when I raised my voice to stop him and make myself heard.

"Listen to me now, Pooper. I wasn't going to call unless we were going to talk Sonny matters here," I announced him and there was dead silence on the other end. I chuckled to myself. He was clearly worried. About Sonny. Wondering what had occurred, so important that I had dared call.

"Why? What's up with her?" he asked me, and I caught a note of alarm in his voice as he placed the question.

"Is she sick? Hurt? Upset?" he went on, almost pleading for me to deny all those. I rolled my eyes and commenced to speak.

"Quit the guessing, genius. In fact, she is really angry," I let him know, blowing a few strands of hair off my face and trying to make them fall nicely on my shoulders.

"So, that is why she hasn't been too eager to talk to me today?" he concluded, more to himself, letting the statement come out in the form of a question. I could tell that he was quite reluctant about letting that out.

"She wasn't willing to talk to me either. Actually, she shouted at me and she thinks that..." I let my voice trail off in order to emphasize the idea that what was following to be told was important; and I wondered whether his great mind could figure out the continuation.

There was silence on the other end though so I decided to bring the ending of the conversation closer to the present, to get rid of the subject faster.

"She has somehow gotten the idea that we have been dating and hiding it from her. She now considers me a disloyal friend and you, a cheating boyfriend," I snapped at him, angry because I had been forced to explain the whole situation instead of having him guess the ending with the generous help of the clues that I had given him.

I heard a peculiar noise on the other end, which I acknowledged as chocking, and then with a frantic gasp for air, Chad was silenced, and for the rest of the conversation, the only thing that I could hear was the desperate sound of his ragged breathing, and I could almost feel his anguish.

Zora POV

I swiftly withdrew my head from the vent, pursing my lips tightly and I closed my eyes; helplessness and vexation washing me over as realization stroke me at once.

I know that this situation may be confusing. Though, it might be really obvious on the other hand. It just depends...

Thank you for reading!