AN: Hey everyone! So again, this is kinda late. But, my mom was bugging me about the computer and I went to the beach today, which limited writing time. But I have it up now, so yay! Thanks for everything, reviews, subscribing, etc. Not like anyone still reads the author note anyway. I mean, I asked who was your favorite author last time and NO ONE responded. Oh well. Well, stay tuned. Rinny

SPOV

I was forcing the thought out of my mind. I glanced at my cell phone to see the time. I smiled, knowing I would be on time. Jersey had taken my car to go visit an old friend. I would walk to the studio and since it was close by, I didn't think about it twice. I straightened out my shirt, nearly completely covered by a gray vest. I grabbed my house keys and iPod and was out the door, hoping there would be some kind of snack at the cafeteria. I had skipped breakfast due to the fact I woke up really late. I walked outside and happened to glance up to Chad's window.

Stupid fate, ruining our kiss, I recalled from last night. But, maybe it was for the better; I mean even if he was dating me he didn't know it. Did that make sense? What I'm saying is wouldn't that be cheating on Demi with me? Oh my gosh, this is way too confusing. I sighed and walked down my stone steps and hopped onto the sidewalk. I took my iPod from my pocket and placed the ear buds in. I headed down the street in the direction of the studio.

I turned on my iPod and while holding it I realized something. My hand felt the back of the iPod, not to feel the metal layer, but a more papery feeling. I flipped it over to see a post-it note had been stuck to the back. There was a small note.

"See ya later, Demi. ~Jersey," it read. I didn't know what that meant until I turned my eyes to the screen to click songs. Every one of my favorite songs were gone and replaced with Demi Lovato songs that I had sung. Don't get me wrong I like my songs. But I also like other bands such as Rocket To The Moon, Paramore, and Every Avenue.

And of course, those were gone. Just my songs. I sighed. Jersey was gonna get it. I sighed, clicking "Here We Go Again." It was my one of my favorite. I smiled as the music came on and I quickly looked left and right. No one was around, so I began to sing as I walked along.

CPOV

I had got up a bit late that morning, so I had to eat a quick breakfast. After I did, I looked out my window to see Sonny Monroe leaving her house with a smile as usual and a skip in her step, making her long brown curls jump. There wasn't a moment where she couldn't be an exploding ball of sunshine, was there? I smirked to myself. I saw her turn the corner, opposite to her driveway, then realized why. There was no car and she seemed to be simply walking, iPod playing.

Absentmindedly, I got up, took my phone and raced out the door. When I got down to the sidewalk, Sonny was already at the head of the street. My limo was waiting for me and I gave him directions. He nodded, not daring to question the Chad Dylan Cooper. I shut the limo door as I hopped in. Then, my mind returned to me. What the hell was I doing? I had no idea how to even start to answer that question. I was following Sonny to offer her a ride.

I planned what I was going to say. I rolled down my window and the car took off. We were closely behind her, when I heard something. "Cause I break down, every time you come around. Oh, oh. Oh, oh." She was singing along to her iPod. The song sounded familiar. I looked at my driver and gave him a look to slow down. He did so and we ended up slowly moving behind her. Even by only seeing her from the back, I could tell she was smiling. Her fingers brushed over a passing bush as she continued to walk. I smiled; there was so much confidence in her step as if she was being filmed for a music video.

"So how did you get here under my skin? I swore that I'll never let you back in. Should of known better. I'm trying to let you go." She sounded amazing as usual. Her voice was too familiar though. So was that song. "Cause here we go go go again. Part of that joy I know I can't quit. Something about you is so addictive. We're falling together. You think to find now I know. Cause here we go go go again." It was a Demi Lovato song she was singing to. I sighed. There was something weird. About how she sang it, about how she sounded.

"Stop the car in front of her," I told the driver in a monotone voice. I put on a casual expression. She spotted the car and me inside it and rolled her eyes. She quickly stopped singing, turning her cheeks pink. I could tell she was hoping I hadn't heard it for the second time. She took out a single ear bud.

"What are you doing?" I asked her, poking my head out of the window. She looked at me, confused.

"I'm walking to the studio. Jersey has my car. So what?" Sonny spoke, knowing I was up to something. She walked over to my limo and was next to the window.

"So when Chad Dylan Cooper is your neighbor who happens to work at the same place and happens to be your neighbor, you don't ask him?"

I asked, acting shocked and offended. I earned myself an eye roll and she got a smirk in return.

"So can I have a ride?" she asked, annoyed. I smiled a little, holding back from looking too thrilled.

"Yeah, sure. If you're gonna beg," I said, opening the car door and shuffling over to the seat next to it. She hesitated opening the door, but without a reply she got in. My driver headed towards the studio and it was quiet for a little bit.

"Thanks," she mumbled. I smiled, not really looking at her. Things were too quiet.

"Radio," I told my driver softly, after rolling down that little divider just to roll it back up again. Sonny remained still, then her eyes widened.

SPOV

This wasn't good. I looked out the window. We were almost to the studio. But the car was moving still. If we were at a red light, I would have jumped out without a second thought. I told myself to calm down. Like he would just happen to pick the radio station my new song was on. Ha, yeah right. Fate couldn't be that mean! The radio turned on and it was a familiar Rocket To The Moon song. I smiled, wanting to sing along. The song was at its end and I poured for a moment when the final note came. The announcer came on.

CPOV

Sonny seemed to like the song a lot. I could tell she would of burst into song if I wasn't there. I turned my head to look out the window and to hide a smile. She was so cute. Stupid cute. The song ended and the announcer came on.

"Okay, now we're giving you all something special. Ready listeners?

Demi Lovato has released a new hit single! We're giving you the first look at her new song. Here it is. La la land by Demi Lovato," he proclaimed. Before I could realize anything, I smiled. I had always liked Demi's music and she had told me something new was coming. Then it struck me like lightning and I was holding a metal poll.

"Wait... That's..." I began, but the music cut me off.

"I am coincident, but I still have my moments, baby. That's just me. I'm not a super model. I still eat Mc Donald's. Baby that's just me," Demi began to sing. My jaw dropped just a bit as we pulled up to the studio. I didn't move an inch.

"Well some may say I need to be afraid of losing everything. Because of where I had my starting and where I made my name. Well everything's the same. In the La La land machine. Machine. Machine." I looked at Sonny. She looked worried, upset. Then in a flash, she hopped out of the car, running to the studio. I wasn't going after her.

What did this even mean? How could Demi get Sonny's song? Or did Sonny steal it? Nah didn't sound like her. But I did notice something very important. Not only did they have the same voice, but the same song.

That was a sign. But seeing to what it was pointing to... Was it even possible? How could she keep this from me? After everything we went through, good and bad. Whatever she was up to, I knew I would figure it out soon enough.

SPOV

Screw you, fate.