"Chad if you get pissed off every time I do something, that I for one think is right, then maybe we just should stop being friends. And this time, for good." I yelled, stopping in the middle of the side walk. He starred into my deep chocolate brown eyes.

"Sonny I don't want for us, not to be friends. But, ever since the drama, and boyfriends, girlfriends came we have never been the same. I don't know what is wrong, but I wish it could all go back to being, normal. When we were inseparable, and just better then best friends. Everything has changed. And I don't know why." Chad explained.

"I know what is wrong." I sighed, breathing slowly.

"What?"

"I do." I said, looking at the ground the entire time.

"What is it?" He asked, stopping also.

"Well we weren't meant to be friends, well maybe we were, I don't know. But, even if we were we weren't suppose to stay friends forever. We were suppose to get feelings for each other, and start dating. But it is too late for that.." I said, continuing to walk home. Chad stayed there, frozen from what he had just heard.

I walked into my the house taking a deep breath and walking up to my room. I didn't think Michelle was home yet, which made me exceptionally happy. A little while later the door opened, and closed, all in the course of ten seconds. I knew it was Chad, by the way he opened and closed the door. You know after spending almost 11 years with a guy how they act like closing and opening doors. He didn't even stop in my room, like he did every single day. He just walked right passed it. I know what I said I shouldn't have said. I just don't know why I actually did…

After about an hour, Michelle came into the house immediately going into the kitchen to start dinner. Whatever she was making was really starting to smell good. Sonny, don't be thinking about that right now! There is more important stuff to be thinking about. Chad. Why was he acting so, so, so distant all of a sudden. It has been I don't know, 2 hours since we talked about that. It is always him that, well makes things better not me. Now I have too? Great.

"Dinner!" Michelle yelled from the down stairs. I sighed, and walked down the stairs. Chad, being right beside me. Michelle sensed something was wrong, but she didn't say anything. After everyone was seated, and eating at the table Michelle said… "So, Sonny your birthday is in a couple days, I see. And your going to be sixteen. The big One Six. Are you excited? What do you want, for your birthday?"

I looked over at Chad. He kept his eyes on his plate. "I don't know. It doesn't really matter what I get. I guess what I really want is my licence. I have been driving, and reading the book, like a lot. And, maybe a cheep car? That would be a wonderful birthday. Then I wouldn't have to walk to school anymore." I said. I saw Chad's head perked up at what I said. I knew it hurt him, as much as it hurt me.

"Um, ok. Well I will think of what I should get you. That was a very good idea. And that will be on my really good idea's list." Michelle said, confused about all of the tension in there.

After dinner was done, I raced up the stairs before Chad could catch me. I knew by the look on his face that he was so pissed off at me, that he could kill something. I ran into my room, but before I could close it, Chad opened the door, making me fall very hard onto the floor. I hit my head rather hard. It hurt so much. Chad didn't even see if I was alright. He just walked into my room and onto my bed. I struggled to get up. "What the hell, Chad!" I yelled. He didn't even look at me, I had the worst headache, I felt like I was going to fall over, and pass out.

"That is what you get, bitch!" He yelled back. I couldn't believe that he just called me, a bitch?

"Did you just call me a bitch?" I asked. Michelle came into my room.

"Yes, Chad. Did you just call her a bitch?" Chad looked into her disgusted, eyes. He sighed.

"Mom, you don't understand. Let me and Sonny work this out, together. And not with you. Please?" He asked. I still couldn't believe he called me a bitch.

I stood there for what felt like an hour. Finally Chad spoke. "So you wouldn't have to walk to school?" I looked into his deep blue eyes. I could see the hurt in them. "That is why I called you a bitch. It wasn't because I hated you, it was because I was hurt at what you said." It was all MY fault.

"Chad….." I paused. "I am sorry, but you know how much it is my passion to have my licence. And, you could drive with me. We would still be like the same. We just wouldn't walk together. Is that such a bad thing?" I asked, sitting down on the bed beside him.

"Yes, Sonny. You don't understand. We have walked to school together longer then I can remember. And now your just going to stop. That is the real time we actually talk. When you don't have plans. Speaking of which I have to go. But were never going to have time together anymore. We will drift apart, and sooner or later we will just be people who don't really think there friends. I don't want that to happen to us." He walked out of my room. For the rest of the night I thought about what he said. I didn't even know when he got home, I was either not listening, or was asleep. Depending on when he got home.

It was the next morning, I didn't wake up. Chad realised I wasn't awake because I didn't come into his room, and wake him up. He quietly opened my door, and walked over to my bed. Gently shook me until I woke up. He looked into my eyes, once I opened them. "You slept in. Are you feeling ok?"

I nodded, but I was lying. (oh no!) I quickly got out of bed. Chad left. I got out a tank top, and pair of short shorts. And wore them. I walked out of my room, going strait to the bathroom to do my hair and make-up. Typical girl morning. Once I was done that, I went downstairs, to get my black stiletto high heals. They went really good with this outfit.

"Sonny, honey. Your not wearing those to school. I am sorry, I know they look good with that particular outfit, but you are going to have to find a different pair of shoes." She said.

"I don't care. I am wearing them, no matter on how you think, or feel. I don't care what you think. Ok? Are we clear?" I asked, looking at her, after putting the shoes on.

"What has happened to you? Your not the normal Sonny Monroe I remember." She stated.

"Really, cause I went to high school…" I said, walking out the door, not even waiting for Chad. I was just so pissed off right now…