Say hello to Chad, he's going to be appearing a lot more in the coming chapters :)
Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to, I do not own SWAC.
Chapter 7 – Sweet or sour?
"Good."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Good!"
"Good!"
"So are we done here?"
"Oh, we're so beyond done here!" I sneered. I can't believe I liked him once! My cast mates had been ashamed of me when I had accidentally lost us our car space and our toilet roll holder! I can't believe I thought we could be friends. He got under my skin like no one else.
It was two years since I had joined the SO Random! Team. I'd had a blast. We'd had so many fun times!
I remember when I found out who the 'angel' was. Pft! Can't believe I called him that!
Flashback:
"Hey, Tawn?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Who's he?" I asked, gesturing to the blonde sitting at the Mackenzie Falls table. The walls were bare as they were putting up new posters for the new season, otherwise I could've just read his name off one of the posters.
"What?" She cried incredulous. "You don't know who Pooper is? Oh this is rich! You know who I am and not Pooper. C'mon, I'll just rub it, ... I mean, introduce you!" She smiled sweetly and, abandoning her lunch, took my hand and led me to his table. I couldn't help noticing how much better their lives were here. They had a table cloth and candles and I mean, come on, who were they? Kings?
In annswer to my unasked question, the blonde raised his glass: "To us, the actors on the best Tween show!" "To us!" His cast echoed.
"Chad?"
"Random. You know I don't tolerate you people in this area! We're trying to enjoy ourselves." He said without even turning round. Chad? That was familiar.
"Well, Chad, as much as I hate being in your presence, there's someone here who wants to meet you."
"Everyone wants to meet me. If I give you an autograph will you go?" He scoffed, turning around at last. He gave Tawni a glare and then his eyes focused on me. He looked mildly surprised.
"I don't think she wanted an autograph, Chad." Tawni explained sweetly. "I think she was just wondering who you are, exactly." She let the bomb loose while casually examining her nails. Everyone in the whole cafeteria turned to see who didn't know whom Chad was.
"Excuse me?" He cried, incredulous.
"She," she pointed at me, "doesn't know," she shook her head, "who you are." She pointed at him and shrugged her shoulders. She was spelling it out for him as if he were dumb! I tried to refrain from laughing because it wouldn't be very nice to laugh at him. Tawni, however, cackled with glee at her own joke. I coughed feebly. I could feel the blush rising up my cheeks because everyone was staring at us. Just don't trip! I told myself.
"You don't know who I am?" He asked me, sparing a single scornful glare at Tawni, and then focused on me. He stressed the word 'I'.
I shook my head, nervously.
"I am the greatest actor of this generation!" He announced loudly with an air of smugness. That rang a bell. Tawni chocked and scoffed at him. Who was he?
"Wait, Chad?" I asked. He looked pleased that I had finally caught on.
"Yes?" He smiled gleefully.
"You STILL say that? I thought your arrogance would wear off!" I cried, laughing. This was just so funny – the child star, here. With the same catch phrase? Not very imaginative, was he? He looked angry, but he was so full of himself.
"What? What do you mean still?"
"Ha – Chad – Ha, ha ha - such arrogance – ha ha – you used that – ha ha – when you were, like, what? Eleven? Hahahaha!"
"Who are you to call me arrogant? Do I even know you?" He asked condescendingly.
"Yep, yep you do." I said, recovering my breath. "Think, yellow dress – sunshine." I tried jogging his memory.
"Sonny?" He looked astonished.
"Yes?" I mocked him.
"Is that really you? W-o-w! You look goo-, err, I mean, …" He trailed off, having blown his cool.
"Why I'll take that as a compliment, Mr. Cooper. Say hi to your dad for me, will you?" I added. "I always liked him. Saved my life, he did." I reminisced.
"You shouldn't take it as a compliment. I'll pass along the message. He always used to talk of you. Little ray of sunshine! Pft! He saved your life? Really, Sonny? Really? Aren't we being a little melodramatic?" He asked.
"No." I said sadly, shaking my head.
End flashback.
Ha! And now, I couldn't even stand the guy! Well, that's not true. I liked his family. I had only seen Selena a handful of times because she was away at boarding school, but we were really close when she was home for the holidays – something that really annoyed Chad. Also, he had his moments. He was kind of like sweet and sour chicken. You know? One minute he's being downright cruel and unpleasant and the next he's all sweet and I can see the boy I began to crush on all those years ago: when he danced at me at the secret prom, when he pretended to be Eric and when we built dog houses together. And then he opens he conceited mouth and WHAM! The Chad we all love to hate is back!
I really don't understand him sometimes.
CPOV:
Where was she? I rapped my fingers on the table in front of me, ignoring my lunch – lobster. Yeah, Mac Falls only gets the best! I couldn't wait to rub it in her face – we'd just one the tween choice award for best tween show, again! Oh yeah, we're that good! It's so much fun winding her up. She's like a toy – wind her up and watch her go! So much fun. Then she'll pull a cute face and I start to feel all guilty. Stupid cute! That fake date with her nearly ruined my rep! Stupid adorableness.
A girl with chestnut hair walked in. Ah! Here she is. No one has hair like Sonny. I just want to put my hands in it, sometimes. I wonder what it feels like, probably smooth and silky and, WAIT! What am I thinking? See this is the problem; she's just so damn cute! She'll be the death of me, I swear!
SPOV:
Tawni lent towards me and whispered in my ear, shielding her lips from someone, "Chad is staring at you." What? Really? My head whipped round in interest. Wait? No. No it didn't. I glared at him when he smiled at me. He was probably going to rub it in about his show winning last night.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, who should appear at my shoulder, but the devil?
"Hey, Sonny."
"Come to rub it in, Pooper?" Nico asked, glaring at the blonde-haired boy feigning innocence as well as ignorance.
"What? What would I rub in? I just came to say well done to Sonny."
"Why?" I asked, bewildered.
"For making this bunch of losers less of a disgrace. It must be a really hard job for you! I can't believe you actually got nominated this year; she must really have improved your show!" He gloated.
"Get out of it Pooper!" Nico suggested.
"Yeah, you're not worth the mud on Sonny's shoes." Grady backed his best friend up and I smiled at his compliment.
"Ouch. Somebody's a sore loser! And according to Tween Weekly, I'm worth 22million dollars, now, so unless the mud on Sonny's shoes are made of gold?" Chad hit back.
"Yeah, Cooper?" I asked going into full rant mode. "Well, if we put together you brains and your talent," I suggested, "We still wouldn't have enough gold to make a ring for a five year old!" Take that Cooper!
"Really, Munroe, really?" He asked. That was guaranteed to push me over the edge. He knew exactly which buttons to push with me.
"Really, Cooper! And you know what, if we got all the gold in the world,"
"Yes?" He said suggestively.
"We still wouldn't have enough to make to make even half your ego!" I hit, gaining a round of laughs from my friends. His eyes narrowed.
"You think your real funny? Don't you, Munroe?" And before he could continue I cried,
"Yes, yes I do. Thank you. And I reckon I'm a dam sight better an actor than you!"
"Munroe, you go too far! It's on!"
"Oh it's way on, Cooper." I retaliated, standing up.
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Good!" I exclaimed, close to shouting now. What happened to miss sunshine?
"So we're good?" He asked.
"Oh, we're so good." I replied and sat down breathing heavily. He walked off, smirking. Why was he smirking? Grr! He wound me up so badly, I just want to scream!