Sonny's POV:

"Sonny, I like you," he confessed to me. What am I supposed to do? First, he hates my guts, then he wants to be my "BFF", and now he says he likes me? I didn't know how to react to something like that.

"Chad, I," I thought it over. What do I say? What do I do? Do I tell him it's not going to work out? No, that will break his heart. ", I think you should go now. I have to get to bed for work tomorrow; big test in class." I took him by his hand and pushed him towards the door. "I'll see you tomorrow," I shoved him out the door and closed it just as he was going to say something.

Regret.

Chad's POV:

Reject.


I lay on my bed in my room and stared at the blank ceiling above me. The one girl that I truly, honestly, liked, just rejected me. The one girl that I just told her how I felt, just rejected me. The one girl that I liked because of her personality, her smile, her laugh, not just her clothes, her hair, her makeup, just rejected me. I felt so embarrassed. I felt as if she told me to her and then when I did, she turned her back on me and stabbed me in mine. I couldn't look at her, I can't talk to her, I can barely look her in the eye and tell her that I was going to take her to the amusement park; I was going to take her to the ice cream shop where it all started. I guess all of that is over now.


I walked into the cafeteria. My show is returning and we start filming today. I looked like a mess; I couldn't sleep last night. I have been sitting with Sonny and Tawni at our own little table. We all were supposed to meet there everyday at lunch, but today they were both sitting at the So Random table with the rest of the So Random losers. I went to go sit at the Mackenzie Falls table. When I took a seat, no one paid any attention and no one said anything to me. I didn't eat my food. I was half way asleep at the table. I decided to get myself a glass of water to get me awake. I got up and threw my lunch away. When I walked over to the soda fountain, Sonny was there.

"Hi," she said to me. I smiled at her but didn't say anything. "So, where are we going today?"

"What?" I asked, I sounded dull and gray.

"You know how we always go somewhere everyday because we're BFFs?" She was acting as if I had never told her how I felt.

"Well, where do you want to go? I had nothing planned."

"But, you always have something planned for us."

"Yeah, but I thought, well what happened last night, I just," she stared at me.

"Did you catch my cold?" What?

"What," I heard it know. My voice wasn't dull, it was stuffy.

"I am so sorry, I told you that you shouldn't be around me. I'll take you to your house, come on," she dragged me out of the cafeteria, out of the studio lot, and into the parking lot. She took me to her small blue car. I didn't know she drove. The whole ride was silent and it seemed to drown on and on. When we finally got to my house, where no one was home, I dragged myself up to my room and put on a blue t-shirt and pajama pants. I guess this is how Sonny felt; horrible.

"I made you tea and I put honey in it," she handed me a glass.

"Thanks," I walked over to my huge living room and laid down on the couch. I picked up the remote and started flipping through the channels. She sat down on the big lounge chair next to me and curled her feet up. I settled on Who Wants to be a Millionaire; there was nothing else on at one o'clock in the afternoon. Sonny got up and went upstairs. She came down with the big wool blanket from my room that my mom knitted for me when I was little. She laid it over me and sat back down in her original position.

"Do you need anything else?"

"I'm good," I said. "Thanks."

"Okay, I'll stay her just incase you need anything else," I nodded and focused on the TV. Not much later, I fell asleep.

I dreamed that after I told Sonny that I liked her she said that she liked me back. Then there were some blurry images from our dating life. Then it settled on a couple years later, I proposed to her. She agreed and we got married and lived happily ever after. This dream saddened me; I wanted so badly for it to be real but I guess it won't.

I woke up and looked around the room. Sonny was asleep. Her mouth hung open slightly and her breathing was steady. I got up and looked at the clock. It was three. I went to the bathroom and when I came out she was lying upright in the chair, awake, flipping through the channels. She looked back at me and her eyes had dark bags under them.

"Hi sleepy head," she giggled.

"You pasted out too," I corrected her.

"Well your snoring put me to sleep."

"I don't snore."

"Yeah, sure."

"I feel so much better," I stretched my arms and yawned and flopped myself on the couch.

"Just wait until tomorrow." We both focused on the TV. She had on Whose Line is it anyway? "Hey Chad?"

"Yeah?"

"You like me?"

I paused for a second, and stiffened up, "Yes."

"Okay. Since when?"

"I guess since yesterday." It was really since the fake date but I didn't want to admit that to her.

"O, okay," she said and focused on the TV again. We had to straighten this out.

"You don't like me," I told her.

"I never said that."

"So you do like me?"

"I never said that either," she said a little shaky and she balled her hands into fists and then unraveled them and played with her fingers. "Chad?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry for last night, I do like you."


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FlowerBud