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Chapter 10:

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CHADS POV

My heart starts to race with excitement. It starts to hop up in down in my chest like it just had coffee and before you know it I'm racing down the hallway. Away from Melissa to the girl I love Sonny. I can't control my body. It taking me to the place I want to go. And I can't stop. But when I get to her dressing room door I do.

I have nothing to say. I travel through my brain for something but I am blank. As blank as I new sheet of paper. But then I hear something. Faint sobbing coming from inside her dressing room. Then it hits me.

She hates me. I forgot all about how I told her I don't care that she loves me. I was too excited to think about it. And now I feel foolish. I'm the guy who screws everything up with the one person I care about screwing up in front off. But I try to brush it off. I need Sonny in my life and if I really loved her I wouldn't let a couple screw ups mess that up.

So I open the door just a crack and look into to the devastated and woeful Sonny. Her eyes are red and puffy tears still bursting out. Her hair is flying in all different directions and I see back mascara running down her cheeks. She looks awful and I can't help but feel responsible.

I did this. I made her eyes red and puffy. I made those tears. I made her mascara run. And I can't take it. Hurting the one girl in the world that I want to protect. This just make me more persistent to get sonny back. So I walk in which in the end doesn't turn out to be a good Idea.

I walk in and she doesn't notice me. Until I'm about halfway in I say

"Sonny," in a soft voice. She turns around quickly. At first her face is sad and innocent but when she gets a glimpse of my face it turns sour and angry.

"Get out of my dressing room," she says in a cold emotionless voice. Clearly not wanting to talk to me.

"Sonny we need to tal-" I start to say before I get cut off.

"Get out of my dressing room," she says her voice rising with anger. And I'm scared.