I so enjoy the reviews you all write…lolwut, Caleb needs to disintegrate??

XD don't worry, I have plans for him. But don't get your hopes up, it's nothing drastic.

Sonny

"Chad? Um…hey…what are…Gimme my letter, Chad. It's not yours."

He glared at me. I could see the hurt behind his eyes. "Who…who's Kalev?" His voice cracked as he spoke. Now I could see more of the hurt.

"He's…back in Wisconsin, we…"

"Forget it, Sonny. You know, if you didn't want to kiss me then you just shouldn't have." He threw the letter down and slammed the door behind him.

"Chad, wait!"

To my surprise, he opened the door. "Oh, and by the way…" he took something from his pocket and chucked it at the replaced sofa. "I want my phone back now, so we have no excuse to ever see each other again."

Deeply hurt, I walked soberly over and returned the cell phone. "Chad, you didn't let me finish…" He snatched the phone, taking no extra time in closing the door behind him. "Chad!"

Chad

Finally, I had my phone. Now I had no reason to see Sonny again. And I wouldn't. I'd gotten over other girls, right?

But Sonny was obviously different. There was no way anything would be able to take my mind off of her, but I was going to have to try. It's just that, this time, my heart would be more reluctant to let go.

Shake it off, Chad. It's not the end of the world.

Sonny

I was on the sofa with my head in my tear-dampened hands. Why had I even kept that letter?

"Caleb you've ruined everything!" I shouted to the empty room. The letter needed to die.

I frantically scrambled over to the place it had landed. At first I went too fast and my fingers dropped the letter back to the floor. The warm tears felt cold against my cheeks, now red with rage as I tore into the envelope, glaring at the signature written as the Hebrew pronunciation of his name. "Go away! I don't want you in my life!" I felt so good tearing the paper into shreds, so fulfilled as I crumpled and ripped the words I had once loved, but the feeling of contentment only lasted a second.

"Let's face it…" I said to myself as I sank to my knees, crude confetti tumbling out of my closing fists. "I loved you when I came here. You're still here, even without the letter."

And I sat there.

And I sobbed.

And then I stood up, tossing down the rest of the shredded letter and wiping the tears from my eyes. I wasn't going to let my heart control me! I was going to march down to rehearsal and demand to be in the sketch. As soon as I found a broom.

"Marshall!" I called as I approached the room in which rehearsal was taking place. He turned to me, slightly shocked, as did Zora, Grady and Nico. Tawni looked relieved. "Please let me in the sketch."

He winced and sighed. "Sonny, I can't. It's obvious you're still upset about whatever it is. The kids at So Random! need to be happy!"

"But Marshall, if I'm in the sketch," I cried in desperation, "I'll be able to keep focused on fun!" I faked a euphoric smile as best I could.

He saw right through it, of course. "Sonny, I admire your enthusiasm, but…" Tawni's face dropped as he said this. "I'm sorry. It's too short of notice…maybe next week!" he suggested in a cheery voice. Then his smile faded, replaced with fear. "I also want to see you in my office in an hour. It's important."

Well, not this week, but there was next week! Only, though, if Marshall's current expression wasn't to mean something horrific.

An hour later, I found out what it was.

I sat nervously in Marshall's office. He hesitated a moment after saying, "Sonny! Thanks for coming. Have a seat." But he did tell me of yet another thing to add to my stress list. "Sonny, I'm afraid that…you might have to go back to Wisconsin."

My heart skipped. "But…why?"

"Well, if you're unable to do your job, which is to bring joy to our viewers every week, then you'll have to go back home."

Wisconsin was the last place I wanted to go! I might run into Caleb. "But I can't go back!"

"I know, Sonny. So that's why you need to try extra hard now. I'm counting on you," Marshall encouraged. Then he sighed and folded his hands. "Sonny, I don't want you to go, either. You've always been a welcome addition to the show. Please, if you don't stay for any other reason, do this for me. Your old pal Marshall."

We both smiled awkwardly, but I was frowning inside. I wasn't going to chance messing this up!