A/N: Hello, wonderful readers!
As you've probably guessed, Chapter 8 was the last chapter of Linked, but I need to talk to my readers about stuff, so I'm adding on this little chapter so I can have an excuse to ask you guys my questions and inform you before we start the sequel (we as in you the readers and me the writer).
The next chapter coming up is going to be the beginning of Part Two of Linked, Trapped. I'll be dedicating chapters to multiple reviewers at a time, to honor all of the awesome, amazing people that review my story (THANK YOU!!!!!!) (and THANK YOU!!!! to all the people that read my story and have favourited it and story alerted it and author alerted me. It really means a lot. Thanks.). If I leave anyone out or name anyone twice though the story, contact me and I'll fix it. Thanks.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance.
Well
baby I surrender to the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all
this love
Well I didn't mean to do it
But there's no escaping
your love
-Accidentally In Love, Counting Crows
Linked
Sonny
As soon as the heavy doors of the studio swing shut with a bang, I lean against the cold metal.
I can still feel the tingles running down my body. It's like nothing I've ever felt before.
I touch my lips and smile.
Chad Dylan Cooper has kissed me. Slowly, my hand falls from my lips and my smile disappears.
Does this mean we're dating? It probably does. He did ask me to the mall. But he never asked me out specifically.
I sigh. Love is ridiculous thing.
I decide not to stick to the subject of Monday. Sure, things will be different then, but right now, everything feels perfect. Just savor the feeling before everything changes.
A car honks in the road. I grin and straighten up.
As I run down the path to the road with the wind whipping through my hair and the sun warming my shoulders, I can honestly say that life is good.
Chad
The doors bang shut.
I stand there for a few minutes, just grinning like an idiot.
I kissed Sonny, and she kissed me back. The happy, wild feeling numbs the pain from the slap.
A hand pats my shoulder. "You okay, man?"
I turn my head. An older man is staring at me concerned, his hand on my shoulder.
I still, expecting the anger and disgust to rush through me as usual, telling me to get this peasant's hand off my shoulder. Instead, I feel warm and happy and perfect.
I grin at the man. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm great."
