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2012

Chapter 6: An EARTHQUAKE, Broken Bones and Heartache

Tawni's POV

I was directing Zora, Nico, Grady and even some of the Mac Falls cast, who conveniently chose to be part of the plan, to their assigned places for the next part. I was going to create a realistic earthquake, just to spice up the plan.

"Zora, go up to there," I said, pointing to the elevated section of the prop house, "And create a ruckus," I told her with an evil grin.

"Ruckus?" Zora questioned me with a raised eyebrow.

"Sonny gave me a word of the day calendar. It's very useful, you know?" I told her.

Zora gave me a look and walked away to her designated spot.

"Nico, Grady," I yelled, catching their full attention, "I am giving you full permission to use..." I took a breath, "a bull dozer. Make as much noise as you can, I want this whole room to shake!"

"Mac Falls dweebs," I turned to them, "Do whatever you can to make this whole room shake!" I ordered them, "Remember, this is for Channy!"

I smiled to myself as they all worked away and did what I said- if my ego wasn't big enough already!

I shot my head down the hallway as I heard voices in the distance. I turned to look at everyone, "Guys, Sonny's coming!" I hissed at them as I ran to hide behind the photo booth.

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Sonny's POV

I entered the prop house and walked over to the couch. With a sigh I flopped back onto the couch and relaxed.

For a while now I had been thinking differently about 2012. At first I thought '2012 is just a load of complete and utter nonsense,' but after a while of thinking about it, and Chad screaming into my ear every second of every minute of every hour of every day... I have had second thoughts.

But 2012 is just a bunch of bull-hickey, isn't it?

"Allison Sonny Munroe!" A voice yelled in my ear.

I turned around to meet Chad's blue eyes. At the moment they weren't sparkling.

I raised an eyebrow, "How do you know my full name?" I questioned him as I crossed my arms across my chest.

"I know people," he said with a shrug. "Anyway, I got a text from you saying that I am the worst actor in the history of bad actors. And that my hair is horrible!"

I raised an eyebrow again.

"I am the greatest actor of our generation, Sonny, and my hair is fabulous!" He exclaimed as he ran a hand threw his hair.

"I never said those things," I reassured him with a smile.

"Oh right, you are just jealous of my acting," he said, once again jumping to a conclusion, "and my hair!"

"Chad, I didn't text you!" I told him with a frown.

"Oh yeah right! And your number isn't 555-9970!" He sneered as he held his phone to my face. He scoffed and pulled his phone back, looking at it himself.

"No, Chad, it's not," I told him with my teeth gritted.

"Pish posh! It so is!"

I shook my head, teeth still gritted. He scoffed at me and folded his arms.

Suddenly the room started shaking. Everything in the prop house was shaking, a lot. Balls, books, bits and bobs were falling off shelves and everywhere they were and onto the ground with a thud. I looked around the room, everything still rapidly shaking and things were flying around the place.

"EARTHQUAKE!" Chad Squealed like a little girl as he went to hide under a table. "DUCK AND COVER!"

"What's happening?" I yelled as I threw my hands over my head as a shield to protect myself from flying objects. This was a disaster.

"2012 is happening! This is another sign, Sonny! An earthquake!" He exclaimed over the loud noise.

"2012 is not real!" I yelled rather loudly.

Chad grabbed onto the table leg and chuckled, "Keep telling yourself that when you're dead!" He told me, a scared look upon his face.

"We are not going to die, Chad! None of this is real; none of this makes any sense whatsoever!" I tried to tell him, but he refused to listen.

"Look around you and tell me this isn't a sign, tell me this isn't the end," Chad ordered, gesturing around the room.

I did what he told me to and looked around the room at the mess this so-called earthquake was making.

Suddenly everything started to make sense. Something wasn't right here. Every "sign" happened when Chad and Sonny were alone. Every "sign" was obviously planned because it was just too perfect, and the fact that it wasn't even the year 2012 made it pretty clear that this was just a stupid game to someone.

"Sonny," Chad's voice caught my attention. "Move out of the way," he ordered me. As I saw what he was pointing to I gasped- a tall cupboard started to fall in front of me.

"Sonny!" He yelled in a concerned tone of voice. Obviously without thinking he got out from under the table and threw his body at me, pushing me back and out of the way of the falling cupboard.

I sat up on the floor and watched as the stand collapsed on top of Chad.

The rumbling started to ease and the shaking came to a halt. My eyes widened as I scurried across the floor over to Chad and the cupboard.

"Chad," I said as I tried to lift the cupboard off of him. "Chad, are you okay?"

Only half of him was crushed by the cupboard. His legs were fully jammed underneath it and it was too hard to move.

"Sonny, I'm fine, quit worrying," he told me as his eyes fell onto mine.

"You're kidding me right?" I asked him, "You're crushed by a giant cupboard-thing!"

He bit his lip, "Yeah... maybe get some help," he suggested as he squirmed from underneath the cupboard.

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I watched as two men carried Chad on a stretcher and put him into an ambulance. It looked all so dramatic, like Chad had internal bleeding or something, but all he had done was break his leg. So severe yet little damage.

"Allison," the ambo's said as they came up to me, "Would you like to ride in the back?"

"First off, I'm Sonny, and secondly, duh!" I snapped at them as they directed me into the ambulance like I was some disabled lunatic.

I hopped into the back of it and sat beside a very grumpy Chad Dylan Cooper, who was sitting upright and mumbling under his breath.

"Sonny, this is my ambulance, get your own," he snapped at me as his eyes landed on mine. For a second I thought that side of him was long gone, boy was I wrong.

"Are you alright?" I asked him as I placed a hand softly on his arm.

"I'm fine! My leg is broken, that's all!" He snapped at me again.

I took a deep breath, "I understand you're in pain, Chad-"

"In pain? Understand? You can't understand this feeling. If you want I can go over there and break your leg and you can see how it feels. Otherwise keep your opinions to yourself and your big mouth shut!"

"I can't believe I'm even in here at the moment. If you hate me so much maybe I should just leave!" I yelled at him as I stood up to get out of the ambulance.

"Go ahead, it's not like I need you anyway," he said with as much attitude as a snobby teenage girl.

"What is wrong with you?" I hissed at him, "I come in here to have a casual conversation to take your mind off the pain- but I just get bitten by Chad Dylan Cooper the piranha!"

"That's the worst insult I've ever heard," he laughed at me.

"You're the worst excuse for space that I've ever seen but you don't see me going around and yelling it in people's faces!" I informed him, my anger building up.

"Worst excuse for space? That's shallow Sonny."

"What and you're not shallow?" I asked him as I crossed my arms across my chest.

"Maybe you should just leave," he said flatly.

"Maybe I should," I whispered.

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Good."

"Good."

"So we're good?" He asked me with a glare.

"No, Chad, in no way are we good," I answered him as I got out of the ambulance.

I slammed the doors behind me and I watched the ambulance drive off.

I had never of thought of Chad to be so rude in my lifetime. Sure he was a waste of space, but I was in love with the guy, so whatever insults came out of my mouth was purely my denial speaking. My eyes started watering up and they overflowed with tears. It felt like my heart had plummeted onto the floor and had been run over by trucks- my main point was, I was hurt, and hurt bad.

I walked- really it was more like stumbled- across the parking lot and lent against the brick wall nearest the entry of the studios. My tears were still leaking and staining my face. I thought Chad was really turning around, except for the whole paranoia thing he had going on, he was actually a nice guy. But once again, he proved me wrong. He proved to be the biggest jerk in the history of jerks. And how was that even possible? I slid down against the wall, pulling my knees up against my chest and hugging them tightly as I buried my face in my hands. I continued to cry endlessly.

What would you do if the guy you loved, who by the way seemed like he felt the same way about you, turned out to be the ultimate jerk? Who could really answer that? Well if you knew Chad Dylan Cooper you'd know what I meant.

Suddenly the door opened and a very apologetic Tawni approached me, "Sonny, girl, there you are. We've been looking for you!" She exclaimed as she sat down beside me. She saw my tear-stained face and frowned, "You've been crying," she said as she examined my face.

"Well done, Einstein," I cried out loud as I turned away from her angrily.

"Gosh, what did Chad do this time?" She asked me.

"He was being a jerk," I answered.

"What's the difference?"

"It was a kind of 'you have to of been there' kind of thing. You won't understand," I told her in a whisper.

"I'm Tawni Hart, Sonny. Tawni Hart can understand everything you throw at her," she said with her head held high.

"Well, I sort of have feelings for him," I told her honestly. I swore I saw her eyes light up with excitement. "And I thought he did too. But after he broke his leg I got into the ambulance with him and he just started yelling at me... it seemed like he hated to even be near me," I tried to explain to her.

"He could've just been in pain," she informed me.

"Or I am an unlovable person..."

"Sonny you are so lovable. Just be patient and don't let Chad get to you like that."

"It was because of a so-called sign," I added as I stared down at my hands.

"A 2012 sign?"

"Yeah there was this kind of Earth... tremble kind of thing," I said.

"An Earthquake?" She questioned me curiously.

"Yeah sort of. But I still refuse to believe anything! Chad is so superficial though! You know what I think?" I said as I stood up, my back still against the wall.

She stood up against the wall too, "What?" she asked me.

"I think those stupid Mac Falls dweebs are doing this. Or someone in the lot. Someone I know who likes to create pranks..." Tawni bit her lip. Then I gasped, coming to a fast conclusion, "Zora! It was totally Zora!"

Tawni's eyebrows lowered, "Zora? How did you figure Z-"

She trailed off and chuckled.

"Oh right! Psh, yeah it must have been Zora. Who else would pull an awesome prank like this? Zora! OF COURSE!" Tawni was chuckling in a nervous way and she walked back to the door.

"Are you alright?" I asked her.

"Fine! FINE! Brilliant in fact," she answered with a weird sort of smile on her face.

I followed her into the studio, pretending like I didn't hear her at all.

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