"COOPER! CLOSER!"

"But, Mrs. Condor, I-"

"NO BUTS! Get CLOSER! You're going to dance the tango! It's about love and passion and closeness!"

A seventy-something-year-old-woman in a military outfit talking to you about closeness and passion and love. Nope, not disturbing at all.

"Fine," I muttered and stepped closer to Sonny, who was, by the way, looking disgusted. Hey, if she doesn't like talented, handsome teenage heartthrobs, then that's her problem.

We looked at the instructor. He was about twenty-four-years-old, had (obviously dyed) black hair, and was eyeing Sonny. My Sonny. If he dares make a move on her, I swear to God, I will punch him. Like how Mackenzie punched Devon after he stole Mackenzie's first girlfriend, Graziella (she was Italian) in season 2. Ah, the good old days…

After a few minutes of working out, Mrs. Condor smiled (still looking evil, though…) then walked over to Marta and Nico, screaming something in the lines of "You call that dancing? GET CLOSER! CLOSER!"

No wonder Mr. Condor turned out the way he did…

"That woman needs a social life," Sonny muttered, sitting on the floor. I chuckled and sat down with her.

"Never thought sweet old Sonny would ever be mean."

"Well 'sweet old Sonny' never had to dance the tango and get closer to you."

"Ow, that hurts, Sonny," I muttered, feigning hurt, earning a snort from Sonny.

After a few minutes of small talk, Brad (dumb name…), the instructor, walked up to us and sat down beside Sonny.

"Good work out there guys," he said, flashing an ugly smile. But before I could respond, he tuned to Sonny and said, "Hey, wanna go out sometime?"

I am gonna punch him. I am so gonna punch him.

Sonny, blushing, said, "Sorry, Brad but I…uh…am dating someone…"

She is?

"You are?" Brad asked, looking devastated. Seeing that look on his face actually made me want to pity him. But I won't. I want to laugh at him.

"Yeah, I'm, uh, dating…Chad! Yeah! He's my sweetie now!"

Excuse me, but I'm her what now?

"Um, excuse me, Bread, but I'm just gonna talk to Sonny for a moment."

"Actually, it's Brad."

"Yeah, I don't care," I said and dragged Sonny to the corner of the room. "Um, Sonny, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure…"

"Why did you tell Brad that I'm your boyfriend?" I asked, surprisingly calm.

"Well, you see, I really don't like Brad that way, so I kinda…"

"Lied?"

"Yeah," she sighed. "Just please play along?"

"Fine," I muttered, walking over to Brad again. "But you owe me."

Sonny grinned and hugged me. "Thank you, Chad! Thanks so much!"

"It's fine." I smiled. Okay, so maybe it won't be so bad playing Sonny's boyfriend for a while, and then becoming her real one.

Three hours and two broken nails later, we were finally done. I walked up to Sonny and smiled. "Hey there…Son…light…" I muttered then smiled.

"Sonlight? Really, Chad, really?"

"I couldn't think of anything else, okay?"

Sonny chuckled. Brad walked up to us and grinned (his really ugly, ugly grin). "Lovers' quarrel?"

"No, not at all. We actually enjoy our playful…love-filled fights, Brad," I said, and wrapped my arms around Sonny's shoulders.

I am losing it.

"Really?" Brad smirked.

"Really."

"Oh, well, I have to go now. I need to catch up with Tawni," Brad mumbled.

What do guys keep seeing in Blondie? She's…gross.

After he left, I saw Sonny looking at me. "Love-filled fights? Seriously?"

"Well, sorry for going along with your plan!"

"Whatever. I gotta go to rehearsals. See ya, Chad!"

"Yeah, you too, Sonny." I smiled then watched her leave the room.

Out of nowhere, Brad walked in again. "Alright, listen, Cooper. Sonny, she's mine. Stay away from her."

AND THEN HE STALKED AWAY! Before I could get a word in! Before I could stalk away!

Ugh. Dancers.


To: Tawni Hart

Fr: Allison Munroe

Hey, Tawni. I'm guessing Brad the Douchebag asked you out?

-Sonny


To: Allison Munroe

Fr: Tawni Hart

Yeah! Isn't that so AWESOME?

Nico will be SO JEALOUS!

He said we were gonna have a candlelit dinner next week! Isn't that romantic?

-Tawni

PS. Why'd you call him a douchebag?


To: Tawni Hart

Fr: Allison Munroe

Cuz Chad texted me that he threatened him to 'stay away from me'... Don't ask it's a long story.

After that, Chad ranted about stalks or something… I dunno.

He's a weird dude.

-Sonny


To: Allison Munroe

Fr: Tawni Hart

LOL. I know he is. But at least he's YOUR weird dude.

And I WILL ask. Tell me! Tell me, tell me, tell me!

-Tawni


To: Tawni Hart

Fr: Allison Munroe

Fine.

So, Brad asked me out but I said Chad was my boyfriend. After that, I made Chad go with my plan.

Huh. It wasn't really that long after all…

Hey, I'll talk to you tomorrow. I have to go to bed.

Goodnight.

-Sonny


To: Allison Munroe

Fr: Tawni Hart

Yeah, goodnight, too.

Oh, and PS. I think you and Chad would make very cute babies together. Name one of them Tawni for me!

-Tawni


I looked at my alarm clock. It was 2:00am and I still can't fall asleep! (A/N: Yeah, I have insomnia, too. :P)

I hopped out of bed and logged on to Facebook. Why is Sonny still online? Wanting to find out (THAT REASON ONLY! I don't wanna talk to her! Psh! Pfft!), I sent her a message.

Me:

Hey, Munroe. Why you up so late?

Sonny:

I could ask you the same thing. I thought you would want your "beauty rest".

Me:

AHA! So you DO admit that I'm beautiful! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Besides, don't you wanna talk to your boyfriend?

Sonny:

PRETEND boyfriend. PRETEND.

I am not saying anything without a lawyer. Bye Chad.

Sonny Munroe is offline.


Ah. She so wants me.