How in the frick did I get almost 100 reviews with only ten chapters? Wow, you guys sure love me.

At four, I look and I have 65 reviews. Two hours later, I have 75.

I feel so loved!

It took me like, what, nearly twenty chapters to make 100 reviews on YBS? Now this...

I'm glad I started writing this.

I don't own SWAC.

Chad.


June 24, 2010. 11:11 A.M.

I looked down at my ridiculous outfit again and sighed. If it wasn't for Sonny's bright smile at the sight of me when I came out dressed in that stupid cowboy outfit, I would never have kept it on. Then again, if it wasn't for Sonny, I also wouldn't have jumped off of that train at a small old western themed town in Texas.

Seriously, the things I do for Sonny.

The funniest part about that? I only knew her for, what, three days? I couldn't quite remember. I've always been happy to do things for my friends, though. If I could call her a friend, that is. I wasn't sure where we stood. One day we were sort of friends, then we'd be enemies, then we'd be friends...the whole situation was confusing. And there was no way I was about to go and ask Sonny where she thought our 'relationship' (if you could call it that) was.

So, obviously, I stayed confused on the subject.

Getting to a different topic, I never understood how the people who live in that...town, could stand it. For one, it was super hot there. Do they even know what Winter is? Second of all, they have no electronics, except for lights, and I think some sort of telephone.

Now that we have that kind of stuff, why not use it?

"Hey, who's that girl?" Sonny's voice interrupted me out of my thoughts, as it usually did. She was talking to Tawni, and pointing to a girl who was sitting on one of the bar stools. She had on an orange dress, and her brown hair was pulled up into pigtails. She looked a bit young.

"Oh, it's funny you pointed her out of all people!" Tawni exclaimed, peppy as usual. "She's actually my cousin, Zora."

"Zora?" Sonny asked. "That's a unique name."

"So is Sonny," Tawni pointed out. Sonny shrugged, agreeing.

Sonny looked at Zora for a few moments, before speaking. "She looks lonely." before Tawni or I had a chance to say anything, Sonny had grabbed my arm and ran over to the bar.

"Hi!" she exclaimed. Zora turned her head slowly, reminding me of an owl. Hoo, hoo. Although her face reminded me of a chipmunk. Not saying she was ugly, but she just had that...chipmunk thing about her.

"Do I know you?" Zora asked, raising an eyebrow at Sonny, who was still smiling like an idiot.

"Um, no, not exactly. I know your cousin, though, Tawni. I just saw you sitting here alone and all...don't you want some company?" Sonny motioned to her and myself.

I never agreed to any of this.

"Sure, sit down if you want." Zora nodded her head towards to empty stools next to hers. We sat down in them. (I had tried to run away, but Sonny grabbed my arm and dragged me back. Why'd she keep doing that?)

The bartender's face lit up upon seeing Sonny. He gave her a flirty smile, causing me to stifle a growl. Seriously, who did he think he was? Just randomly flirting with strangers. He didn't look like a good guy (like myself) either. He looked like one of those guys who only had one thing on their mind.

Must I get more detailed?

"Well, hello beautiful," he winked, but Sonny just looked a bit uncomfortable. That surprised me a bit. She seemed like the type who would take something like that a compliment. I guess she wasn't as naive as I thought. "I don't remember seeing you around here."

"That's because I don't live around here." Sonny shrugged. It looked like she couldn't care less about the guy, or the conversation they were having. I wondered for a moment what had happened to the sweet, good-in-everyone Sonny I knew before.

"Your legs must be tired," the bartender started. Oh, gosh, I knew where this was going. He was seriously going to try pick-up lines? I don't think they did that in the old west. This guy is out of character. "'Cause you've been running through my mind all day."

"You met me two minutes ago," Sonny commented, raising her eyebrows at him. It seemed like she knew what was going on too. "Don't bother with pick up lines, bro." Bro? Alright, ladies and gentleman, the old Sonny has left the building.

The guy's smile faltered, but was replaced with a suggestive smirk after a bit. He leaned forward over the counter towards Sonny, causing her to move back. "I'm sorry...I guess that was just my failed attempt at asking you out."

"You're a bit out of character, don't you think?" Sonny crossed her arms over her chest. Haha. I win.

"Hey!" a voice yelled from the doors of the Saloon. A tall, dark-skinned man was standing there, wearing an outfit nearly identical to the annoying flirty guy's. "What are you doing there?"

"What are you talking about?" annoying-flirty-guy shot back.

Tall stranger walked over to him. "You don't work here! You don't even live in this town! Get out of here!" the guy, whom I now found out was a complete coward, scrambled over to the door of the Saloon, then turned around and looked at Sonny.

"Go on, get." Sonny waved him towards the door, causing me to smirk again.

That's my Sonny.

Wait, my Sonny? When did she become mine? And when did I want her to be mine?

I shook the thoughts out of my head and turned my focus back on the other bartender guy who walked behind the counter, sighing.

"That guy's always up to no good. He sneaks in here sometimes to flirt with girls. Pathetic, I tell ya'." he shook his head, then looked up at Sonny and I and a friendly smile came onto his face. "I'm Nico, by the way."

"Sonny." Sonny introduced herself.

"Chad."


Annoying flirty bartender. Bah.

Don't you love Chad's lines near the end, though? His Sonny?

Ahh, he's falling for her. Mwhahaha.

But that's okay, we're pretty sure she's falling for him too. ;)

Or maybe she isn't? Then again, this wouldn't be a Channy story then, eh?

-Abbie