Heya guys. I've had a bit of a bad day, but I don't wanna unload all my problems on you. So, I'll give you this chapter while I tell Chad all about it...

Chad: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Chapter 14-Welcome to Hollywood

Sonny's POV

I admire my reflection in the mirror in my dressing room. OK, when I say admire, you can't really admire yourself in a fatsuit, but it's kinda funny. I'm dressed as Madge, my newer character. I can't believe I really got on So Random!

After getting over Chad that day, I called Marshall, asking him if maybe there was a chance of me getting the place in the cast, having one more chance. I apologised for giving up on him the first time, and he agreed. He told me that he'd be happy for me to come back, and that a celebrity had recommend me. Let me guess…Chad. Just a way to say sorry. Please, I've moved on from that crush, it was a crush and nothing more. I don't need Chad anymore…

Tawni walks in, eying me angrily, and I sigh.

"Have you gained weight?" She asks, and I shake my head. OK, so Tawni Hart resents me right now. I don't mind. She's not stopping me, and who knows? Maybe she'll learn to like me someday…

"If anyone needs me, I'm gonna go to the cafeteria to get some frozen yogurt." I tell her, turning to go.

"Wait, I need you!" She tells me, and I smile, turning back.

"Really?"

"Yes." She says, sat at her vanity, "To get me yogurt. Something non-dairy and pink!"

I sigh. I'll never get through to this girl. She's a diva…and she thinks we're all here to serve her. "You know I'm not actually a waitress, right?"

She smiles, "We'll see…"

I'm now at the cafeteria, loading yogurt and burritos onto a tray. Thanks to Tawni, my whole cast just used me as a waitress. Great. Just because I'm new, she uses me like this. Oh, well. I'm enjoying my time here, in fact, only one thing could make it better…

"Excuse me? Miss?" A male voice asks, "When you're done with that order, I'm gonna need an extra large chocolate."

This guy must think I work here. Thank you, Madge costume. "I don't work here." I tell him, before turning to face him and I have mixed emotions when I see the 16-year-old boy standing before me.

"Heya, Sonny."

Chad Dylan Cooper stands face-to-face with me, and I groan.

"Chad." I say, "What are you doing here? I thought you weren't allowed back here for another 11 months."

"Well, the producers invited me back thanks to you and your basketball idea," He says.

"Right…"

"Plus, the show went downhill without me. Not much of a surprise."

Those eyes could melt an iceberg.

"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to come see how you were doing at your new job." He says, taking the tray from under my nose, and I snatch it back.

"These aren't for you!" I snap, and he laughs.

"I missed the angry side of you."

"Will you stop that?" I insist, and he sighs, chuckling.

"Fine," He says, "But believe me, Munroe. I know that you like me, and I intend to do something about it." He winks and smirks in that famous way of his, "See ya later."

I scowl, watching him walk off.

Crushes-they're hard to get over, but when you try hard to forget about them and work on other things as hard as you can, you can easily escape the trap this boy has put you in. That's what all the magazines say, anyway. It's not exactly working though…

I arrive at the studio the next day with my head held high, trying not to gaze into the eyes of the Mackenzie Falls poster at every turn. I remember yesterday, when I arrived back with a new tray of yogurt. I realised when Chad left that he'd taken my yogurt. Man, does that guy really know how to attract a girl? Anyway, I decide to not bring up Chad. If I know these guys, they won't like guys like him. Well, except Tawni-she's just like the female him. Although, that does mean she only likes herself…my point is; I won't mention Chad to these guys unless I have to.

I walk through to my dressing room, searching for a few props for the sketch we are going to practice in 10 minutes.

"Where is it?" I ask myself, frantically searching around.

"Need a hand?" I hear a voice say and turn to see the Chad Dylan Cooper stood in the doorway. Just what I need…

"What are you doing here?" I ask, and he shrugs, walking into the room.

"I'm just walking." He says.

"Through the So Random stage?" I say, and he nods.

"Not a problem, is it?"

Well, just a bit. I ignore Chad and carry on looking for the prop, and he heads over to the back of the room, searching too.

"What are we looking for again?" He asks, and I groan.

"Are you stalking me?" I ask, and he laughs.

"Just think of me as your…guardian angel."

"Or devil." I say.

"Excuse me?"

I sigh, hinting to the door. "Go."

"Right, sorry." He nods, heading for the door. "See ya, Sonshine."

I groan. Chad really is stalking me. Does he really want us to be together? Is he trying to creep me out? Is he just completely clueless about how I feel?

I shrug, finding the dog toy prop under my vanity and heading to rehearsal.

Me:...and that's why I will never again watch Spongebob.

Chad:...(snore)

Me: Chad?...Chad?...WAKE UP!

Chad: Uh? What?

Me: You have to do the disclaimer now

Chad: NOOOOOO!

Me: (sigh) not again :P Fine, I don't own SWAC or Spongebob...

Chad: Ooh, and review!

Me: NO FAIR! :P