Okay, I am very happy. I don't know exactly why, but I am, okay? Ha, okay, anyways. I am very impressed with the results of this story. I am very glad that you like it so far! But, let me tell you this. It's not over yet. Chad may of left, but that means drama, right? Ha, you'll just have to wait and see!
"I dedicate this chapter to my reviewers, which are…..DannySamLover20 and heyitspinkydee! Thank you guys! It means a lot. (:"
Two Months Later…..
I sat on the couch in my small apartment. Things were just so boring without Chad there. I feel almost empty. I mean, I have been looking after Chad's siblings, and they have my number if anything's wrong. I figured, since Princess is basically almost fifteen, that she can handle Rachel for a while without me. Lucas is getting worse. He no longer has the blonde locks of hair just like his brother. He is bald. Of course, he wears a baseball cap to cover it, but I still feel horrible. He now lives with their grandmother, all the way in Michigan. Chad never knew he had grandparents, until he found out by his Uncle Joseph, in Wyoming.
Chad has a strong relationship with his uncle. He may be far away, but boy do they contact each other a lot.
My mom snuck up behind me, scaring me almost half to death. She laughed uncontrollably, as I was whining.
"Mom, that's not funny!" I whined, pounding my hands on the couch, like a little girl having a tantrum.
"Oh Sonny Bear, no little girl tantrums please." She joked, walking into the kitchen.
I smiled, and hopped into the dining room and sat at the little table by the window. I looked out of the window, and I could see Condor Studio's over the tree tops. We are on Thanksgiving break, so I don't have work until next week Thursday. Work is getting very boring without Chad being there. He was the life of the party at the Studio's.
I stared at my empty plate, wondering what Mom was cooking up this morning. Hmm, maybe it's blueberry pancakes, or homemade waffles!
Bam! She plopped a ceramic bowl, a carton of milk and a box of frosted mini wheat's.
"Cereal? I thought you'd make one of your amazing and delicious creations!" I sighed, with a small grin on my face.
"I'm not in the mood for cooking today. Sorry for disappoint." She smirked, causing me to start laughing.
I poured the cereal and milk into the bowl, and chowed down. Cereal bits fell out of my mouth as I piled it down my throat.
"You are such a pig." My mother scoffed.
"I know." I smiled, putting my dirty dishes into the sink, for my mom to clean. Yeah, I'm just that nice.
My mom rolled her eyes at me, and walked out the front door, probably to get the mail.
She came back, and handed me a yellow envelope. It had my name on it, but no return address. How'd this person send it then? That's Awkward. I tore the envelope open, to find a lined sheet of paper. I opened, it, to reveal a letter. It read,
Dear Sonny,
If you are getting this, you have realized that there is no return address. That is because I did not want to ruin the surprise. I am about three months into the film, and it's going great so far. Of course, you still don't know who the heck this is. But through this letter, you'll get clues, which will probably lead you to the answer.
I miss you very much, and I only have I believe 6 to 8 months left of filming, which means I'm getting closer and closer to seeing you again
` I hope everything's going great, and swell. Can't wait to see you again, and when I do, don't be surprised if you die of suffocation from my huge bear hug. But, until then, I guess letters will have to do. I would have called or texted, but my phone doesn't work down here.
I hope the kids aren't giving you a hard time. Because if they are, I'll make sure I get at them when I get home.
Love Always,
Chad Dylan Cooper
I smiled at the letter, tears falling from my face. I am surprised that he wrote me. I've tried texting and calling him numerous times, and I finally figured out why he wasn't answering. I miss him so much, and I am surprised that he only has like eight months left of filming. He said a year, and it's only been like two months.
I tucked the letter back into the envelope, and stuck it in a shoe box underneath my bed. I plopped onto my bed and decided to take a quick nap.
Just then, I heard a knock on the front door. I pushed my sleepy self out of my comfy bed and walked over to the front door. I swung it open, and there, stood someone I thought I'd never see again.
Oh, snap! Who is it? I bet you don't know his name! If you guess his name right, I will dedicate the next chapter just for you! Review!
