A/N: Yo! Thank you for the two new reviews people! Shout outs to

S-W-A-C-fan123 for understanding me and the hardness of writing American Events while in Canada and to Barons bball (who isn't registered) for the question. Here it was.

When did sonny and Skyler start to like each other?

Well, I don't know. I needed Chad to be JEALOUS. But I don't think they really like each other. I think Sonny and Skyler are just experimenting if there's a relationship there that'll will work out. I have a feeling that they started kind of liking each other at the time when they were both leaf-picking and Chad was in the car. I hope that was a good explanation. I just can't explain things well. ):

Disclaimer: WE GET IT (weird, I mostly always say we when I am talking about myself). You don't have to remind me of my lost dreams.

Chapter Eleven (past ten already? whoa) -- JACKET:

Chad couldn't think straight. When did Sonny and Skyler start to like each other? (A/N: No plagiarism intended [:) Did I miss something? It was hard to drive with all those thoughts bumbling inside his head. He was alone though, alone with the leaves, so he can express whatever feelings he wanted to.

Everyone went back like how they came. The only exceptions were Zora and Skyler, who now rode in Tawni's Beetle. Chad was desperately looking for Marta and Portlyn. He might not like complaints but he wasn't heartless. He wouldn't leave two helpless city girls out in the wilderness. He drove slower than usual, just to see where the two were.

Finally, after a lot of honking and rude gestures from other drivers complaining that he was going too slow, Chad pulled over. "Hey!" he called out. He saw two silhouettes walking down the now barren landscape. "Portlyn? Marta?"

The silhouettes emerged from the dark, stepping in Chad's headlights. "Oh my Chad!" Marta said ecstatically, running up to the blond hero. She turned around and shouted. "We're saved Portlyn! We're saved!"

Portlyn came shortly. "Yeah, saved," she said, without any enthusiasm at all.

"You alright, Port? Do you want to be alone some more?" Chad asked teasingly.

Portlyn shoved him and went in the car, claiming shotgun. "Wait, where am I supposed to seat?" Marta complained. The back was filled with the leafy burlap sacks.

"Um, wait," Chad paused. He pulled out one of his phones and called Skyler. "Hey, where are you?" Pause. "Oh, okay. I found them. Tell Tawni to drive just for like, two more minutes, you'll find us, my car is pulled over." Pause. "No! Not by cops!" Chad hung up. "Okay. They're coming."

Marta smiled. "Thanks."

A few minutes later, the silver Beetle parked, just behind Chad's black convertible. "Tawni Hart, here to save you with my fabulous car that's not a piece of junk!" The blonde girl stepped out of her car, hands waving up in the air.

Man, is she still hung up about that? Chad shook his head. "Hey, thanks." He smiled as to cue Marta to go in. That's when he noticed that Zora was in front. His Sonshine -- What? I mean Sonshine, just Sonshine, he corrected himself -- and Skyler were at the back, close together. They were both asleep. He couldn't help but see that Skyler had put his jacket around Sonny's shivering arms. They were cuddled together, Sonny's head leaning on his shoulder. Chad couldn't help but imagine that his best friend didn't deserve Sonny and that he, Chad Dylan Cooper, should be the one cuddle with the adorable sleeping ball of happiness. That should be my jacket and my arm around her, Chad thought. Gah! What am I thinking? Skyler's a decent guy, Sonny lucky to have him. But -- agh! She'd be luckier to have me,

"Okay, see you at the studios!" Tawni waved goodbye to the other blond. She dashed out of there.

Portlyn's head gears were turning. Finally alone with Chad! Oh how I've waited for this moment for all my life. And I haven't even known Chad for all my life! As the car engine started, she looked at Chad seductively. She smiled at him. "Chaaad--" she started but was cut off.

"Did you put on your seat belt?" Chad asked, adjusting his mirrors. Since when did he start acting all depressed and father-like?

Portlyn ignored it and started again. "Chaaaad," she said, her tone even whinier than before.

"Wh-what? Do I have something on my face?" Chad asked, worried.

"What? No!"

"Oh, then why are you looking at me like you were all disgusted?"

What? She was trying to look seductive and sexy! Not grossed out. Why would she ever not see Chad as gorgeous? She tried a different approach. "Oh my, Chaaaad. I'm cold. Do you have a jacket I could borrow?" she batted her lashes.

"You already have one with you, Port," he said. And the only one who can use my jacket is me. And maybe, Sonny. Argh! Nonetheless, it's way too wonderful for you, he added, but only in his mind.

"Um, right. I'll put it on." Portlyn stayed quiet for the rest of the ride. There was no breaking this bad boy. He was lost in his thoughts. About Sonny. And Skyler. Ugh.

They arrived at the parking lot and Portlyn said thanks. Chad nodded, but stayed in his car. What was he going to do? He didn't like Sonny that way (at least he thinks he doesn't) and Skyler was one of his best buddies. He knew he should just leave them alone. But he . . . couldn't. Thinking of no other reason, he settled for the it is because we're rival shows, and we can't get entangled in romance excuse.

Now that his mind was planted on that, he would set up a plan. Just to break them apart. "Hello, this is Chad," he let his costume designer's machine pick it up as he called them. "I need a favor. Halloween's in one month. And I need the best costume ever. I want a--"

A/N: What's that, Chad? You want a cliffhanger? Trust me, you want Sonny.

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