I got great advice! Basically, 'don't listen to your sister!' Lol. So, I won't…. most of the time. Thanks, xXxlil writer babyxXx! Anyway, here. I was bored so thischapter might not be super good.I may have skipped ahead a little bit, like a month ahead.
Chapter 10
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(CPOV)
So here I am, in an airport… in Wisconsin. That's right, city boy Chad Dylan Cooper, is in dust and dirt Wisconsin. Home to the beautiful Sonny Monroe.
I was soon walking out of the airport; bag in hand, when I got a text from Ms. Monroe. She knew I was coming and had invited me to stay at her house, but only for a short amount of time, like, maybe 3 months. Yeah, I know, Sonny's having the baby in 3 months, but that's the point!
Hey, Chad, your dad should be waiting for you. –Connie.
Just who I want to see! Hint the sarcasm.
Thank you, Ms. Monroe. –Chad.
Hey, that's cool. I just noticed that both of our names start with C! Okay, anyways.
"Chad!" I turn around to see my dad running towards me.
"Uh, hey." He smiled and gasped for air. "What happened to being in shape?" I smirked.
"I am in shape!" he frowned. "You made a good choice." He changed the subject.
I forced a small smile. I just nodded and he took my bag. "Dad, I can carry that."
"So?" he turned back to me.
"Nothing, nothing at all." He smiled and invited me to follow with the wave of his hand.
40 minutes later!
My dad just walked into her house like he owned the place. He had told me to wait in the car for a few minutes so Sonny doesn't get suspicious. Pft! Like I take orders from him! Well, I do, but still!
I turn on the radio in his truck. A pretty good song came on. I soon realized that I left my CD in here. So that's where I put it!
You're on the phone with your girl friend, she's upset.
She's going off about something that you said.
And she'll never know your story like I do.
I'm in the room; it's a typical Tuesday night.
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like,
And she'll never know your story like I do.
Cause she wears short skirts,
I wear T-shirts.
She' cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers.
Dreamin' 'bout the day when you wake up and find,
That what you're lookin' for has been here the whole time!
It's a little too girly for my taste, but its a'ight, I guess. (BTW I love Taylor Swift, in the non creepy way, lol!)
I suddenly felt my phone vibrate and jumped a little. A stuck my hand in my pocket and pulled out my latest version of the iphone.
Come on! What's taking you so long?! –Dad.
Ah, dear old dad! Of course he text me. I clicked the 'reply' button and started tapping the screen. I could feel it vibrate slightly as I touched each letter.
Sry, I got dstractd by music. –Chad.
I hit the reply and shoved the phone in my pocket. My dad gets so annoyed with my 'text talk.' It's funny to watch.
I turned off the car and opened the door. I carefully closed it so that I went unheard. I turned around when my phone literally attacked me, with blaring. Loud. Music.
But I miss screamin' and fightin' and kissin' in the rain.
It's two AM and I'm cursin' your name.
You're so in love that you acted insane
and that's the way I loved you!
I quickly grabbed it and clicked the 'talk' button. "Uh, hi? Sonny?"
"Duh, who else would it be? I haven't heard your voice in a while."
I smirked and relaxed my tense body. If she heard her ringtone, she would know that I was here. "I knew you couldn't stay away." Act casual, act casual!
"Shut up Chad!" she said between laughter. "So, what's up?"
"Drama, what else would be up?" I started sneaking to the front door, acting like Charlie's angel.
"I don't know." She sighed. "I miss you guys, mostly you of course, but Tawni and the others, too."
I laughed, "I miss ya too. Not for too long, though."
"What're you talking about? Chad Dylan-" I knocked on her door. "Hold on, I'll be right back." I heard her put down the phone. My heart was racing a mile a minute.
"Coming!" I heard her shout and then trip over something "Ow!" Same old Sonny. The doorknob began to turn. This is it.
The door swung open. She gasped.
"Chad." I smiled, like, a Sonny smile. That's huge. She smiled a small smile, but that changed to a look of embarrassment.
"What's wrong?" I frowned.
"I didn't want you to see me like this."
"Like what?" she didn't look different to me, at all.
"Like this?" she gestured to her body.
"You look fine to me." I shrugged.
"Fine? Are you kidding? I look like a whale that swallowed a herd of elephants!"
I shook my head. "No you don't. You look perfect."
She smiled. "You're such a flirt. What are you doing here?" She must've realized that I'm actually here, in Wisconsin.
"I'm here for 'vacation' or 'sick leave'." I added air quotes.
"Why would you spend your 'vacation'," she mimicked me, "here?"
I shrugged. "'Cause I missed you." I rocked from heel to toe in a 'cutesy' manner.
"I was wrong you're a huge flirt, but go home!"
"What? Why?"
"Because, I don't want you seeing me like this every day!"
"Actually, I talked to your mom." Her eyes widened. "I'm an expected house guest."
"Chad, finally!" her mom came up behind her. Sonny looked from me to her mom and back again.
"I can't believe you filthy cahooters!" she stomped to her room.
"Well, that went… well."
"Don't worry; it's just a side effect." I felt guilt take over my body and I tensed as I stepped inside. Ms. Monroe noticed this.
"Oh no, Chad. It's fine, really." She smiled, but I couldn't help but feel bad. I looked down at the ground. "So, would you like some natilla?" I looked up confused.
"It's a pudding thing… my great grandmother learned the recipe from Cuba." I smiled. She can read me just like Sonny. I need to work on that open book thing!
I nodded and she led me to the kitchen. "So, your dad took your bag to the guest room." She handed me a tan pudding with some cinnamon sprinkled on it. Sonny has like a super nose or something, because she came back down stairs.
"I smell…" she stopped to sniff the air. "Grandma's natilla with…" she sniffed again and I just looked at her with my hand on the spoon in the cup of pudding, "extra cinnamon." She looked at her mom and smiled.
Sonny took her mom's cup and took a bite. "Oh Sonny, would you like some? Sure mom, thanks for being so great! Oh, no problem sweetheart!" her mom mimicked with sarcasm.
I couldn't help not laughing. Sonny looked at me and smiled. I smirked after stopping myself from falling out of my chair. She continued pushing around the natilla and I looked down at my own, a small smile crept on to my face.
"Well, Sonny, why don't you show Chad the guest room?" her mom said, obviously feeling awkward from our 'moment.'
"Uh, yeah, okay." Sonny nodded. "Come on, Chad." She placed the pudding down and I did the same.
"Thanks, Ms. Monroe." I smiled and I started to walk behind Sonny. I did happen to notice that Sonny waddled slightly. Here comes the guilt.
When we started to walk up the stairs I came up to her side and put my hand on the small of her back. I took her hand and she smiled at me. Eventually, I got her to laugh. She stopped and stared at me still smiling.
"Chad, I can walk up the stairs."
I shrugged, "I feel useless not doing something." She smiled again and looked at me.
We continued up the stairs, I dropped my hands and just walked next to her. She looked perfect. What was she so worried about?
"Well, here we are." She pointed to a room that was across from a room with a big 'S'. I went into the room behind her and leaned against the door, while she sat on the bed. The room was pretty nice; the walls were white with little, dark blue stars on one side. It was a decent size and the bed was similar to a couch. On the other side, there was a dark blue desk with a laptop closed.
I smiled at her.
"What?" she smiled back.
"Nothing." I shrugged and looked around again.
"It's my aunt's old room. She and my mom grew up in this house." She looked around the room herself. She patted the spot next to her. When I walked over, I noticed the bean bag chairs next to the desk.
"Nice." I pointed to them. She smiled and I looked at her.
(SPOV)
Great! I looked in his stupid sparkly eye and the other one. I could feel myself smile. "Hi." Smooth.
"Hi." He said jokingly. I fell into a stupid trance because of his stupid sparkly eye.
We started to lean forward, slowly, might I add. His lips touched mine, I was hesitant to reply, but I kissed him back.
"Oh, well, um, yeah." I broke away and looked at the door. My mom was standing there with some popcorn in her hand. "I was, uh, wondering if you guys wanted to go swimming or something." She was obviously uncomfortable. Chad smiled and nodded. I'm not wearing a bathing suit! What is wrong with her?
"Okay." She started to walk away. "Well, um, bye."
"Well, that was weird." He looked at me and I smiled.
"How so, Sonny Monroe?" (Rhyming!)
"What, how was that not weird?" he shrugged.
"We didn't exactly do anything wrong. We weren't about to either, right?"
"Well yea, but…" he stopped me with a kiss.
"You know, you talk a lot."
"Yea, it's been a problem since I was little. My mom would say I was a blabber mouth and I had…" he kissed me again.
"Again with the talking thing." I smiled.
"Yeaaah." I sighed and drug out the word like when I got Bitterman and Marshal together. "Well, I'll just leave you to, you know, get changed and all." He smirked again as I got up. I left his room and closed the door behind me.
I ran, well 'duckied', down stairs to talk to my mom.
"Hey ma', what should I wear? I mean I obviously can't wear a bikini." She looked up at me and furrowed her brow.
"Why not?"
"Um, I don't know, I'm giant."
"So?"
"Come on, mom." I whined.
"Okay, just wear, um, what about that special bathing suit that I bought you?"
"Oh yeah, thanks… hey, you knew I would need that!" she smiled. "Whatever." I ran back upstairs and nearly ran into Chad. Six pack! Gawd he is hot!
"Hey." He smiled and I couldn't help but giggle, today was just a great day. It's weird, I thought I'd be mad to see Chad, but I'm not.
"So, you going in your clothes?" I looked down and laughed.
"No. I'm going to get changed now." I ran to my room and pulled open my drawer. I searched until I found the bathing suit for 'the expectant women.' I sighed. I'm sixteen. I shouldn't have to wear 'expectant' bathing suits. But, I'm a mess up. I should've thought ahead. I shouldn't be in this situation.
"Well, at least it's black." Thinning. :) I went to my private bathroom and changed. I turned sideways so that I could see how big I looked. I must've shrunk or this is a mirror from the circus, because I looked like a model. Well, not as small, but for someone in my condition, this is as close as you get.
I heard a lit knock at my bedroom door. "Come in!"
Chad opened my door while carrying two towels. "Wow."
I turned to face him, "What?"
He shook his head. "It's just, I haven't seen anything as beautiful as you in a while." He's such a flirt, but that was super sweet… I think.
I chuckled, "Come on." I grabbed his hand and brought him down stairs. We walked out the back door to a screened in pool. My mom was sitting on a water chair and Chris was practicing breathing techniques. As in, he sat at the bottom of the pool until he needed to breathe.
My mom looked ridiculous. She was wearing a big sun hat with a glass of lemonade in her hand. "You're crazy, ma'."
She smiled. "Thank you." I laughed and Chad did a cannon ball.
When he surfaced he smiled at me. His hair looked good wet and slightly wild.
"Come on, Sonshine." I walked over to the stairs and carefully stepped into the water. I sat down on the stairs and just watched Chad and Chris plotting something. Evil- aw, I miss Zora!
Chad walked over to my mom and asked if he could borrow her hat and sunglasses. She handed them over without hesitation. Not the smartest thing mom.
I placed my head on my hand and watched the prank they were pulling. "Um, Ms. Monroe would you like me to put some sugar in your lemonade?" he smirked. My mom smiled and handed him the glass and mumbled her thanks. I giggled; this is going to be good.
Chris swam underneath my mom and Chad laughed as he watched. "Ahhhh!" My mom freaked as Chris flipped her chair.
"You guys are so mean." I splashed Chad. He shrugged and came up to me. "Chad if you dunk me, I'll kill you." I threatened.
"I know better than that." He smiled and took my hand. I pushed myself into the water. "So, is Ms. Sonny enjoying her day?" I smiled and nodded.
"Chad, come with me." He nodded and I brought him up the stairs and out of the pool.
"Where are we going?" he whispered in my ear. I grabbed a towel and dried my body a little. Chad did the same and we went in the house. I grabbed my sandals and he continued to follow my example.
I walked out to the backyard and out of the screen around the pool. Chad came out behind me. Just like a lost puppy. He is so cute.
I walked about 20 feet from the pool screen and we met trees. "Where are we going?" he repeated.
"You'll see." I walked along the line of trees until I found a small path. As we walked I noticed old things that I drew on tree trunks when I was little.
Sonny & Daddy- when I was three.
Sonny & Lulu- when I was six.
Sonny & Jesse- ten, Jesse was my horse. They continued in a line of trees.
Eventually I got to one that was from when I was fourteen.
Sonny & Chad Dylan Cooper. I would go around, bragging to be his biggest fan.
"Well, Ms. Monroe had a crush on me?" I smiled at him.
"Correction: has a crush on you." He smiled.
"Well, in that case." He came up to me and gave me a quick kiss. Hormones, of course, could not allow that. I gave him a deeper kiss and he had no rejections to this. I pulled away and smiled.
"I have something else that I wanted to show you."
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Okay, not much of an ending but still. I told you I was bored.
Chad: hey what's that?
Sonny: What?
Chad: that thing right there. It's… green?
Sonny: Oh! That says… Review?
Chad: Yea, well then click it!
Sonny: Fine!
Chad: Fine!
Sonny: Good!
Chad: Goo-
Me: Stop!