Disclaimer: Hmmmmm. Well, after checking everywhere, I've come to the conclusion that I don't own Sonny with a Chance. Wow. That wasn't even funny. Oh, and I don't own any of the various pizza places mentioned.

Okay, I'm in love with you guys! Seriously, I've gotten like a million favorites and alerts, and, are you kidding me, 118 reviews! That's so much more than I ever would have expected. I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this story! Oh, and be sure to watch Falling for the Falls part 2 tonight. And, strangely enough, on youtube, which I also do not own, the ending to the first part was different, so be sure to check that out too. On with the story!

SPOV

The blood drained out of my face as I stood there in shock. Oh crap. Now what? I began to pace, which wasn't easy, considering this towel weighed a ton when it was wet! Geez, what did I shower with? Bricks? Last time I checked, I was using strawberry shampoo and bar soap! Anyway, that's not the point.

The point is, I had no idea what to do. I mean, I know exactly where I left my clothes. In my suitcase in the living room. Yep. That doesn't help me whatsoever.

I groaned and walked into the bedroom again, the beauty of it all surprising me again. I beginning to realize that purple may very well be my favorite color. But I couldn't enjoy any of that right now.

Right now, I just needed to concentrate. And not on the smell of Chad that surrounds this house! I pressed my ear to the door and listened. Okay, I still hear the shower running. Oh, thank goodness he's a diva!

I tiptoed out of the room, taking a deep breath. I can do this. He's still in the shower. Of course, the minute I thought that, the shower turned off. I squeaked and flew down the stairs to retrieve my bags. Ugh! I mean, I know my mom brought them over last night, but couldn't she have brought them to my room? Or couldn't Chad at least? Then I felt bad. I don't even know these people and I'm making judgments about them. I mean, I feel like I know them, but I can't remember anything about them! It's so frustrating!

I slowly and quietly walked into the living room and grabbed my suitcase and duffle bag, feeling calmer. I mean, Chad still has to get dressed, and that should take plenty of time, right? I hope so. I started up the stairs, still clutching my towel with one hand. When I finally made it to my room again, I was about to step in, but, of course, Chad picked that moment to come out of his room. I was so close!

I shrieked and dropped my suitcase, grabbing my towel even tighter than before. Chad looked just as surprised to see me as I was to see him. He had navy jeans on, but no shirt. His hair was kind of messed up because it was wet, but it just made him look even hotter. My eyes trailed down the length of his chest, widening. Wow. I don't want to sound like a perv or a child molester or something, but man, I hit the jackpot coming to live with him!

As he slowly came out of shock, his look of horror turned into a smirk. "Like what you see, Monroe?"

I blinked, coming back to Earth and blushing. "Sorry!" I tried to apologize. "I tried to get my suitcase, and you came out of your room, and….. I'm sorry!"

His smirk grew more pronounced. "It's okay, Monroe." I smiled at him gratefully. "No one can resist the Chadster!"

My jaw dropped, disbelieving, Was he serious? "Are you kidding me?" I yelled. "How can you be that conceited?" Then I went back into my room and slammed the door shut, not that it did much. I could still hear him chuckling as he went downstairs.

I rolled my eyes. He could be so annoying! With a sigh, I grabbed a pair of jeans and a red spaghetti strap tank top. I completed the look with my red earrings that have little balls on them and my fiery red flip flops. I dried my hair so it cascaded down my back in waves, and then I trudged down the stairs, a permanent scowl etched into my features.

Chad, who had finally put a gray t-shirt on, took one look at me and laughed. "You know Sonny, I'm going to have to go out on a limb here and tell you that angry isn't your best look."

I growled. "Oh, it isn't, is it? Well then, I'm about to get hideous if you don't shut up!"

Chad smirked a smirk I knew all too well. "Too late!"

My jaw dropped, but this time, I was stunned. I can't believe he said that! I bit down on my lip as tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over. Chad couldn't see me cry.

He saw my expression and his face fell. "Sonny, I didn't mean that… Come on, Sonshine, I'm sorry," he murmured, stepping closer to me.

I stepped back. "Just leave me alone."

He frowned and shook his head. "No. No, Sonny, I'm not going to let you go off and be sad. I can't stand to see you like this. I didn't mean what I said, and I am," he got down on one knee to be more dramatic, and I rolled my eyes. "sincerely sorry. Forgive me?" He smiled a true Chad smiled, a hopeful one at that.

I sighed. "I guess. But I still think you're a jerk." He laughed and, after a minute, so did I.

Now he grinned. "Pizza?" The hopeful smiled was back.

I rolled my eyes. "Let's go."

Yes!" he cheered, and then clutched his neck like he was choking. "So….. hungry. Need… food!"

I laughed and whacked him on the arm. His face relaxed and he grinned. "Let's go!" Wow, who knew pizza could make a boy so happy?

Twenty Minutes Later

After a lot of arguing about which pizza place to go, Chad and I finally pulled into Little Caesar's. I smiled in victory and hopped out of the car. I mean, who likes Edwardo's better?

I skipped to the door, and Chad, walking behind me, just stared. "Aren't you gonna open the door?" Well, someone was grumpy!

I rolled my eyes. "What ever happened to ladies first?"

He smirked at me. "You aren't a lady!"

I glared at him. If looks could kill… "You are such a jerk!"

He scoffed. "Well, at least I'm not a diva!"

"Yes! You are!" I countered.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too! Whatever, let's just eat!" I finally yelled, and flung open the door, hitting Chad in the head with it.

"Ow!" he yelled.

I grinned sarcastically. "Oops!"

He glared at me, rubbing his head. Then, as we stepped into the restaurant, someone caught his eye, and his glare grew bigger. I flowed his gaze, and a boy, around our age, with brown hair and gray eyes, smirked and waved. Who was this?

"Chad! Sonny!" the boy called, and waved us over.

I faintly heard Chad mutter, "I told you we should have gone to Edwardo's." Then he plastered on a fake smile. "Jason! Hi!"

Oooh, drama and lots of angst! Why, oh why, isn't Jason in jail? Well, you'll just have to wait to find out! Okay, that made me sound full of myself. Personally, I don't really like this chapter, I think it's bad. Tell me what you think! Oh, and Sorry if this was short, but I wanted to leave it off there! SMILES!

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