Twilight: Channy Edition
Chapter 7
Portlyn's POV
As if my life is not hard enough, a girl with ugly brown hair comes stumbling into the picture. It's not just the fact that she has an annoying laugh, but also that she is trying to (and succeeding) at stealing who is supposed to be my boyfriend- Chad Dylan Cooper.
At first, it's like totally whatever. But then I saw them walking around the hallway, holding hands and what not. I mean seirously, why don't you just feed me some poisoned food and let me barf already?
Oh, but believe me, it got worse. They were at the cafeteria, eating frozen yogurt that looks like sh- nevermind. The point is, they were laughing over it. Ew, corny much? Who laughs over frozen yogurt? Oh but don't worry folks, I brought a barf bag with me that time.
"Chad!" Sonny screamed, but was laughing at the same time. Shut up! You're voice is so annoying and high-pitched. No, wait, I take that back. You sound like a man.
I watched them from the MacKenzie Falls' table, hiding behind the large vase of flowers. Yes, Chad wasn't sitting there. He was sitting over at the So Random! table. Can you believe him? He totally went over to the dark side. Like, omg.
Then they left. And I was sitting at the table like a loner with no point in life. So why would I just continue to sit there? I followed them out the cafeteria door and outside. They were in the parking lot, getting into Chad's car. I hurried to my car to follow them. Yes, I was determined.
The ride was about ten minutes long, and their destination was a building site. Some house, only just being built, with nothing but wood, stood there on a dusty lot. They got out of the car, and I parked around the corner where they wouldn't see me. I got out of my car and hid behind a bush that had a great view of the house.
"Wow, you really building this house? All by yourself?" Sonny asked him, and he nodded his head humbly. Ah Chad, you're a wonderful person. If only you knew me better, we would be the hottest couple in hollywood.
"Well, with a little help of some proffesional builders, of course." He laughed, leaning on a piece of the wood on the outside of the house. Sonny made an odd face, as usual.
"Could I help sometime?" She asked. Mhm, like you really want to help him. Lies, lies, lies. Stop trying to cover up the fact that you're a little devil.
"You really would want to?" Ugh, I could not take much more of that. Their conversations were always so boring. I walked back to my car and drove off smiling evily, leaving them to be all sappy and what not. Oh, but I am getting back at that little Sonny Monroe. Believe me, I am.
Sonny's POV
You could know everything about a person, and still not know everything. If that doesn't make sense, I have the perfect example.
Okay, so I knew Chad was generous, thoughtful, caring, kind, sweet- where am I going with this again? Oh yeah, he builds houses for the homeless. I didn't know he was that selfless. I would love to help the homeless, but I could never imagine myself building a house on my own volition.
We drove to the building site after lunch one day. The house was still in it's beginning stage, with only wood to hold it up. It still looked amazing though. I stepped out of the car and walked up to it, trying to imagine what it would look like when it was done.
"Wow, you really building this house? All by yourself?" I asked, trying to picture Chad building this all by himself. He nodded his head.
"Well, with a little help of some proffesional builders, of course." He laughed, leaning up against a piece of wood. I imagined the house falling over. But it didn't, so I looked completely stupid looking off into space, waiting for something to happen. Then it hit me. I could help out!
"Could I help out sometime?" I practically begged. Chad was more than happy to say yes. I mean, why would he want to do it by himself?
"You really want to?" He questioned unsurely, making sure I really wanted to do it. I heard a bush rustle and my head flipped in the direction of the noise. Nothing was there though, so I looked back at Chad.
"Yes, I would love to help." I beamed. We walked up the wooden steps which would be the porch to the house soon. A car zoomed away down the street, and I swear the lady almost looked like Portlyn. But she was smiling, so I figured it wasn't her.
"So this will be the bedroom, and this will be the kitchen." Chad explained, showing me in each every room. There was no point to it though, because I could already see through the whole house by just standing in one spot.
"I can picture it already. So, when are we going to work on it?" I asked. Hopefully on the weekened, I was too busy any other day.
"When are we going to work on what?" Chad replied, looking confused. What else would I be talking about?
"The house...?" I explained. Maybe I shouldn't use pronouns so often.
"Oh. I don't know, next weekend maybe."
"What did you think I meant?" Sorry, I had to ask.
"I thought you meant our relationship." Chad laughed, grabbing my hand and walking me down the wooden hallway into more rooms that I hadn't seen yet.
"We don't have to work on our relationship." I said, dumbfounded. "Do we?"
He looked at me and shrugged. Wow, what a great answer. That calms me down.
"Chad, really. Do you think we have to work on something? Please tell me. I don't think we do." He stopped in the middle of one of the bedrooms and looked at me for a long time. Then he laughed, and I felt a little better.
"No, everything's just perfect." Then, as if he forgot that the house didn't have walls, he closed the space between us and kissed me. It didn't matter though, nothing did right then, so I just kissed back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around him, so that I wouldn't fall, and tangled my hands in his hair. Out of everything that was running through my mind, all I was thinking about was how soft his hair was. It made me feel stupid, but I also had the urge to laugh about it. He pushed me up against the wall for support, and that's when I realized people we're most likely watching as the drove by.
"Chad," I managed to say, and he broke away, staring at me, looking confused.
"People are probably watching as they drive by." I laughed, repeating the exact words I thought in my head. He put me down, and and we made our way out of the house, not knowing that someone was watching us, and they took pictures, too.
A/N Long time, no update. Gosh, you don't know how many times I tried to write this chapter. I had so many plotlines. This one's really short, and I apologize for that. I think maybe this one was the best, and it wasn't even that good! I hope you enjoyed it though, I had no other ideas for this chapter. Please review, thanks. :]
