Here's Chapter 10! And just so you guys know, 'somewhat feelings' is what Chad is going to be using to refer to his complicated feelings for Sonny throughout the story. Just thought I'd let you know! Enjoy! :)
Chapter Ten (Sonny and the Studio Brat):
I hate little kids. They disturb me. Really, they are ridiculously annoying. Everyone should just pop out a teenager. That's my theory. Anyways, of course Sonny loves little kids, which is why she invited a little girl to visit the studio today.
I was in the cafeteria, grabbing lunch, like I usually do, when I spotted Tawni and Sonny in the cafeteria. I figured I should go bother them because bothering Randoms is my specialty.
I spotted Tawni's magazine. Of course, it was open to a page with my face on it. "Oh hey, look at that! It's me and my cast at every hot party in Hollywood!" I looked over at Sonny. She was wearing a red hat with the words 'ambassador of fun' written on it. "Oh, and you in a dumb hat."
"Well we don't care about pictures and magazines!" Tawni exclaimed triumphantly. Yeah, right. Tawni Hart doesn't care about magazines? As if. "We have charity!"
I decided to trick her "Oh, and you don't care that you're on page forty-eight of Tween Weekly?"
"We are?!" Tawni exclaimed. Ah ha, gotcha. She flipped to the page. "This is how the world sees us!" She had a disgusted look on her face. "Cheese pants!" She shoved the magazine in Sonny's face. "This is why we never get invited anywhere cool!"
I glanced at Sonny's hat. "Ah, sure. It's the pants."
"Chad you are so superficial," she said, rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, all I hear from that is, Chad you are so super! Blah blah blah blah!" It's true. I am very super. I saw Mr. Condor walk in the room. Time to turn on the CDC charm. Gotta impress the boss.
"Hey Mr. Condor!" I yelled. "Big boss man! How's it going?" He motioned that he was on the phone. Really? He can't make time for the one and only Chad Dylan Cooper? Mr. Condor motioned for us to get up, and Tawni and I quickly ran away. Sonny didn't budge, so Tawni had to pull her away. No one wants to mess with an angry Mr. Condor. Anyways, I had to get going. It was time for the Mackenzie Falls sunbathing session.
I waltzed onto the roof to see my cast huddled in a circle. "Hey! What up Mack Falls peeps?" I exclaimed. They just ignored me. "Hello? Guys? It's Chad! Remember I am Mackenzie! I have the power to fire all of you!"
Chastity waved me away, and I rolled my eyes. My cast was so temperamental. They need to be worshipping me day and night. I am the reason our show exists, being Mackenzie and all. I just lied down on the beach chair and slipped my shades on. They could ignore me I'd they wanted to. At least I wouldn't have to deal with their whining.
My mind drifted to Sonny. Honestly, I'm really not sure what I feel when it comes to her. One second, I want to rip her head off, and the next I want to kiss her. It's a very complicated feeling. I try to tell myself that I don't like her, but I can't shake the feeling that there is something there. There's something about her. I'm just a confused teenage boy. I'm just going to go on and tell people I have no feelings for her. I'm not sure how I feel yet. Besides, it's none of their business. We'd never be able to date anyways. Our casts hate each other too much. I'm just going to go on arguing and hating her. I'll deny my somewhat feelings day and night.
"Sorry about that," Chastity said as she lied down on the chair next to me. "Marta lost the bet, so she had to pay her thirty dollars to the Sonny and Chad bet fund, which I am in charge of. Winner takes all." She held up an envelope and grinned. "I'm so winning this bet."
I rolled my eyes. "No way! I'm so winning!"
Chastity snorted. "Please, Chad. You're not even a part of it! That'd be totally unfair."
"No," I countered. "I want in. I'm putting one hundred bucks on the table."
"That's nothing to you!" she exclaimed.
I ignored her. "So, I'm betting that I will never ask Sonny out."
She smiled. "Fine, I don't even care. I just want to see your sorry face when I win."
"You've got yourself a deal, DeWitt." I stuck out my hand for her to shake.
"I hope you're ready to lose Cooper!" She threw on her shades and put her earbuds in.
This was going to be too easy. Sure, I have kinda sorta feelings for Sonny, but I'm never going to actually do anything about it. The somewhat feelings will go away if I don't act on them. Right?
My phone rang, and I picked it up. Who was calling? Everyone knows that this is my sunbathing hour. It's probably someone unimportant, but I guess I should answer it.
"CDC here!" I answered.
"Really, Chad?" Of course it was her. Wait, Sonny doesn't have my business phone number. Oh shit, wrong phone.
"Sonny?" I asked. "Oh man! I answered the wrong phone." I didn't feel like talking to her right now.
"Look, I need a favor," she said. Oh great, not this again. Last time she needed a favor, we ended up on a fake date. "I have the sweetest girl here, and she really wants to meet you!" This girl better be good looking.
"Oh, what does she look like?" I asked.
"She's nine," Sonny replied in a rude tone. I quickly hung up the phone. I hate dealing with little kids. There was no reason to sit and listen to Sonny banter about how I needed to help her out.
"Hey everybody!" Chastity yelled. "Chad's talking to his girlfriend!" My cast all laughed.
I'm going to kill her someday. She'd better watch out.
My phone rang... Again. It better be someone important this time.
"CDC! What it do?" I answered again.
"Look, I have the sweetest little girl in the world here, and she really wants to meet you!" Sonny exclaimed. Again? I need to start checking my caller ID.
"Man, I gotta get a third phone," I replied.
"Come on Chad!" she begged. "She really really wants to meet you. She's a huge fan." Isn't everyone? I don't have time for this. I am in the middle of very important business. Myself.
"Yeah of course she does." I rolled my eyes. "But unlike you, we are very busy over here at Mackenzie Falls. Besides, I'm going through a tunnel!" I made crackling sounds with my mouth. "I'll talk to you later! We should hang out!" It would be nice to hang out with Sonny. Just not with a little kid tagging along.
"Chad I can see you!" she exclaimed. I turned around to see Sonny staring at me from the cafeteria balcony. Is she stalking me or something?
"Alright. So you can see that I'm very busy. So don't go bringing that kid over to The Falls either, because we are all very busy." I hung up the phone. Not even Sonny was worth hanging out with a little kid.
I was walking around during my break when I happened to bump into Sonny. Why do we always run into each other?
She looked frantic. "Chad have you seen Dakota?! I've been looking for her everywhere! I was giving her a tour, but she ran off. I think she was looking for you."
"Who's Dakota?" I asked. Was this Sonny's dog or something?
Sonny rolled her eyes. "The little girl I told you about!" she exclaimed. Oh yeah, I forgot about that.
"Nope, haven't seen any little girls. Unless you count Zora."
Sonny shook her head. "This isn't good. This is really bad!"
I places my hands on her shoulders. "Calm down!" She fell into me and I embraced her in a hug, rubbing her back.
"I've been chasing her around! She's crazy, but I have to help her! She's so underprivileged!" Sonny looked like she was going to explode.
"I'm sure you'll find her," I said, flashing her a reassuring smile.
"Thanks Chad! I'm going to go look for her!" She ran off. I was kind of sad when she backed out of the hug.
Damn my stupid, confusing somewhat feelings.
Marta let out an ear piercing scream during rehearsal. I ran out of my dressing room to find her in the middle of the set, holding her phone.
"Did someone die?!" I exclaimed. That scream did not sound good.
"No! Worse!" she cried. What's worse than death? "The Randoms got invited to some new club before we did!" That's worth than death.
"Let me see that!" I snatched the phone out of her hand. Sure enough, there were photos of Nico, Grady, and Tawni dancing at some exclusive club called The Basement.
What the hell?
I gave Marta her phone back. "Don't worry," I assured her. "I'm going to fix this."
I walked off set, called my manager, and started furiously yelling at her. Of course, Sonny ran up to me, asking for help.
"Hey Chad! I need something..."
"Yeah. Let me tell you what I need," I said. I didn't have time to deal with Sonny and my somewhat feelings right now. I had much bigger matters to deal with, like my image.
"Why are your needs always more important than mine?" she asked. Please, my needs are more important than everyone else's.
I scoffed. "Look, your friends got into this hot new club called The Basement. You've got to get me in there."
"Oh," she replied. Great, that's Sonny's 'I have a plan' voice. That can't be a good sign. "So you need something from me, huh?"
"Where's this going?" I was starting to get scared.
"I'll get you into The Basement." Yes!
"Awesome."
"If," she started. Why must there always be an if?
"This is why I have two phones," I pointed out.
"If you take that little girl from the charity with you. Actually, funny little story." I'm going to The Basement. That's all I need. I don't need to hear her funny story. "She's not actually from a charity. She's..."
"Sonny, I don't care about the girl, or the charity, or your funny little stories that seem to never be funny or little." Or my somewhat feelings, I silently thought, but I have to deal with those. "Okay? I'll do whatever. I just need to get into The Basement!"
"No problem," she said, with a sly smile. "And you know what? I won't bore you with any detail of who that little girl is."
"Good."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine."
I feel like I should care about who the girl is. I hate little kids, but if hanging out with her meant getting into The Basement, so be it.
Two hours later, I was ready to go to The Basment. My doorbell rang, and I opened it, expecting to find Sonny, but Tawni was there instead.
"Tawni?" I asked in a surprised and disappointed matter.
"Chad!" she exclaimed. "Sonny sent me to get you! I don't know why she's letting you come. You'd think she has a crush on you!" I remembered the scene Tawni had caused about mine and Sonny's relationship after I'd let it slip that I thought Sonny was pretty. I figured that I shouldn't say anything regarding her now, or Tawni might read into it.
"So, can we go now?" I motioned to the door.
"Yeah!" she exclaimed, drawing a blindfold out of her bag. She handed it to me. "Put this on!"
"I don't want to."
She laughed. "Silly Chad. When you get invited to a club as exclusive as The Basement, you can't know where it is. I guess you wouldn't know though! Considering you aren't cool enough to get in without being a plus one!" She laughed, and I followed her outside.
Another reason why I hate the Randoms.
Tawni and I drove around for about twenty minutes, but we finally got to The Basement. It annoyed me that I couldn't see where we were. I wanted to be able to go there whenever I wanted.
"We're here!" Tawni announced. She pulled me out of the car and wrapped my arm in hers. "I'm going to guide you, so don't fall!"
I laughed. "Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't fall."
"Yeah, Chad Dylan Cooper also said he didn't like girls from So Random, and look what happened!" Not this again.
"Tawni, stop," I said.
"Please Goldfarb. I've know you since you were six... Wait. You're not denying it?" Shit. I forgot that I'm supposed to be denying my somewhat feelings until I figure out exactly what I'm feeling.
"Um... Why is it any of your business?" I asked.
Tawni squealed like a little girl. "Oh my gosh! You so like her!"
"No, I don't," I lied, kind of.
"And we're back to square one." Tawni sighed. "You two are hopeless. You just have to admit that you like each other. It's so painfully obvious."
I rolled my eyes. Of course they were covered, so Tawni couldn't see them. "Just take me to The Basement," I sneered.
"You're hopeless, Chad." She laughed and led me down a hallway.
Tell me why we ever dated? I mean, I was six, but still. What a drama queen. Stupid somewhat feelings.
"So why do I have to be blindfolded?" I asked as we walked down the hallway.
"Well," Tawni started. "The club is so exclusive nobody can no where it is!" Tawni Hart can know, but Chad Dylan Cooper can't? That's just not right.
"Why don't you have to wear a blindfold?" I wondered.
"Psh, how do you know I'm not?" Touché. Wait, how is she guiding me if she's blindfolded? This can't be good. She yanked my arm. "We're here!"
"Welcome to The Basement!" a deep voice cried. I jumped. That startled me. "Hollywood's hottest teen club. That'll be... Twenty dollars!" Huh, that man sounds kinda like a boyish version of Tawni. That's funny. I swear, Everyone in Hollywood sounds the same sometimes. I handed the man a twenty dollar bill.
I heard some heels tapping, and I felt the presence of someone standing next to me again. Weird things happen when you're blindfolded.
"Oh darn it!" Tawni exclaimed. "Chad, I forgot my wallet! Can you cover me?" I guess I'll be nice, for old times sake.
"Ah, sure, I gotcha." I handed the man another twenty dollar bill. I hope Sonny comes to the club.
I mean, no I don't. Why am I thinking about her right now?
"Thanks Chad!" I handed the man another twenty dollars. This is a pretty cheap club! Most of the ones I go to are about one hundred dollars a pop.
"Enjoy the club!" the strange, Tawni-sounding man exclaimed. "Oh, and Tawni. You look particularly stunning this evening." Did he just say that? Now, that's just awkward. I guess it's okay for two similar sounding people to date.
"Why thank you!" Tawni exclaimed. "Chad! Tip the nice man!"
"Oh, right." I handed him yet another twenty dollar bill. Whatever was going to get me into this club. Tawni dragged me inside, and I pulled my blindfold off. I felt happiness surge through my body. I was finally in The Basement!
"Yes!" I exclaimed. "I made it to The Basement! Finally! I'm cool again! Word up!" Now that I'm done worrying about my reputation, I can worry about my somewhat feelings. Joy. Speaking of which, where is Sonny?
As if she heard my thoughts, she waltzed in with a blindfolded little girl.
"Chad," she said curtly.
"Sonny," I replied. I'm guessing that this is the little girl. "Alright, let's get this over with. Where's the punch line to your funny little story?"
"Chad. Dakota," she introduced us. "Dakota..."
"Chad!" the little girl exclaimed, throwing her blindfold off.
"Aw," I said. I really meant yuck, but Sonny got me into The Basement. I kind of owe her. "You must be the sweet little girl that I'm obligated to hang with!" She can't be that bad, can she? I bet there isn't a punch line. Sonny's just trying to mess with me. Figures.
Dakota clapped, and Sonny rolled her eyes and held her up. "It's really you!" the girl exclaimed. "Now take me to the back of his head!" Sonny walked to the other side of me. Wow, maybe this girl is really that bad. "He's perfect back here too!" Okay, I know that I'm perfect, but it's a little weird hearing it from an nine year old. I'd much rather hear it from So... I mean some other girl. "Oh my gosh! I love this song! Take me back to his front!" Oh, that's just dandy. "Let's dance!"
Sonny brought Dakota back to my front, and the little girl wrapped her arms around me. It was kind of like I was dancing with Sonny, which was nice. Even though there was a little girl between us, which wasn't so nice. Sonny shot me a confused glance, so I shot her a snarky look back. She was so going to pay for this. This girl was too much.
"So! I'm feeling a little third-wheelish, but thanks for the dance!" Sonny set Dakota down on the floor and walked over to talk to Tawni. It was a little awkward, dancing with a girl who was two feet shorter than me. Actually, it was extremely awkward.
"Listen," I said to Dakota. "It was great meeting you. You have outstanding taste in TV stars. I just need to dance with someone a little more not you." My eyes drifted to Sonny, but she was engrossed in her conversation with Tawni.
"Chad!" Dakota stopped me. "Chad, Chad, Chad. Let me explain to you how this evening is going to work!" She pulled me down to her eye level. "You're going to hang out with me. A little talky talky. A little dancey dancey. You'll laugh at all my jokes, and then we'll live happily ever after."
Isn't that illegal?
I quickly pulled away from her. "I held up my end of the bargain! You know? The meety meety. The greaty greaty. Now it's time for the beaty beaty. So beat it!"
I ran over to some cute girls with Nico and Grady. Eh, they'd be a reasonable second choice.
"Hey, ladies." I winked at them. They just flipped their hair and went back to Nico and Grady. Did I really just get turned down for Dumb and Dumber over there? Am I losing my charm because I've had somewhat feelings for a girl for more than a week? Yikes.
"Well look at that," Tawni said as she and Sonny walked over. "Those girls aren't even looking at you." I felt a weight below me, and I looked down to see Dakota.
"That's because there is a kid on my leg!" I exclaimed as I pointed to the little girl. Sonny had gone too far this time. I tried to kick her off, but it was no use.
Suddenly, I heard a 'whoop whoop!' from the other side of the club. I turned around to see Mr. Condor?
Wait, what the hell is Mr. Condor doing at a teen club? Something smells fishy here.
"Hey Mr. Condor!" I always have to be polite to the big boss. "How's it going? Can you believe this little brat?" I pointed down at Dakota.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Dakota ran up into Mr. Condor's arm.
Oh shit. That's not good.
"Daddy?!" I exclaimed as a frazzled expression crossed my face. I'm going to lose my job. Oh shit.
"Daddy!" Sonny exclaimed. "There's your funny little punch line! Boy is he going to be mad at you for yelling at his daughter."
Screw my somewhat feelings. I'm going to kill Sonny Munroe.
"Sonny!" Mr. Condor exclaimed, setting Dakota down. "You brought my precious little angel to a Hollywood club?" Hm, maybe I won't have to kill Sonny. Mr. Condor will do that for me. Then she won't work at Condor, I'll never have to see her again, and I won't have to deal with my somewhat feelings.
But I don't want her to leave.
"Sounds like he's mad at you!" I told her.
"Oh no! He's mad at you too!" Mr. Condor exclaimed. Well, at least we were going to die together.
"Actually, Mr. Condor," Sonny started. "It's a really funny story!"
"Trust me!" I exclaimed. "It's really not that funny!" What? I need to keep my job.
Suddenly, Sonny ran into a bin at the back of the club. "You're really going to love this part!" she exclaimed.
One by one, each of the club walls came tumbling down to reveal that we were in none other than the So Random studio itself. This was priceless.
"This club is fake!" Mr. Condor and I exclaimed at the same time.
"Of course it is!" Sonny said. "You don't think I'd bring your daughter to a really Hollywood club. Do you?" Of course she was going to make herself look perfect. Now I'm going to have to get fired on my own.
"Sonny. You expect me to believe that you built all of this for my daughter?" She better not get out of this.
"Do you believe it?" Tawni chimed in.
"Well, if it was coming from Chad. I'd say it was a little butt kissy." Hey! I am not a butt kisser. Wow, that sounded really wierd. "From you, Sonny. Sure."
Of course she was going to get away with it. Ugh, damn her stupid niceness and cuteness.
"Let's go angel." Mr. Condor and Dakota walked off. Zora looked like she was going to strangle Dakota, and Tawni had to hold her back.
I chuckled. "Yeah I know. Everything turned out right!" Sonny exclaimed. I started snapping pictures of the fake club. I may as well get something out of tonight, right?
"Yeah, I'm not laughing at that. I'm laughing at this." I showed Sonny a picture on my phone. "Cause this is actually a funny story. So Random. Fake club. Internet."
Tawni walked up to me and held out her phone. "Chad Dylan Cooper. Dancing. Nine year old girl." Shit. My plan was ruined.
"Just delete them!" Sonny ran up between us. We all ended up dancing. Which was kind of fun, I guess.
Soon, I was left with just Sonny and her cast at "The Basement."
"I vote Sonny for clean up!" Nico exclaimed!
"I second that!" Tawni offered.
"Guys, really?" Sonny asked.
"Sorry, Sonny!" Grady laughed.
"Yeah, you're the one who wanted to set it up again!" Zora said. "You snooze you lose." Her cast laughed and walked off.
Sonny turned to me. "You're helping."
"No way," I told her. "Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't clean up."
She shot me a puppy dog look. "Please? For me?" Stupid cute.
"Fine," I muttered.
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good."
This is slowly becoming our trademark.
Three hours and many arguments later, the So Random set was back to its original look.
Sonny yawned. "I'm tired and starving. Fake clubs are exhausting."
I laughed. "I wouldn't know." Sonny rolled her eyes. "Dakota's something isn't she?"
Sonny let out a sigh. "You can say that again. Try spending an entire day with her."
"That's not very high on my bucket list." We both laughed
"Thanks for the help Chad. It would have taken much longer without you," Sonny said.
"Yeah, you wouldn't have been able to do it without my macho muscles." I held out my arms and flexed them.
"Keep telling yourself that," Sonny said as she rolled her eyes. "Night, Cooper. And thanks."
"Hey, anything for my favorite Random. Night, Munroe." She skipped off, looking happy as ever.
Stupid cute.
Stupid somewhat feelings.
Ta Da! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Next one is prom! I love that episode! Read, review, and enjoy! :)