Chapter Ten

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Just riding to La Acheron was an adventure. The shiny white stretch limo wove its way through the lit Hollywood streets, and we munched on pretzels and sipped diet Cokes that were in the back of the limo. To my surprise, lots of cars were pulling up.

"How many shows were invited?" I asked Marshall curiously. He grinned at me from the front. "Well, more than originally planned. All the shows from our studio, as well as some from Nickelodeon and Disney."

I absorbed that. That meant big celebs would be there! You're a celebrity too, don't get nervous. I chided myself. Finally, we pulled in. La Acheron was a big, fancy building. It was a bronze color, with lights coming from big bay windows. It looked about three stories tall. Bushes of roses were lined up along the front, and our limo pulled right up to the glitzy door.

I felt like I was in a movie, as I stepped elegantly out of the limo in my royal blue dress. It was crazy, because paparazzi were planted outside, snapping pictures and yelling as we pushed our way inside. Buff security guards made sure they couldn't come inside.

"This is gorgeous," I breathed as we walked inside the main hall. "You haven't been here before?" Tawni said snidely as we padded across the red plush carpet. There was a bronze colored staircase that went up, to a small red platform, then spiraled down.

"What is that even for?" I wondered. "It's so everyone gets a grand entrance," Zora giggled. I nodded seriously; I had a lot to learn. Tawni immediately took a huge step so she was in the front (wanting her entrance) and the rest of us dawdled behind her, admiring the scenery.

"Can we hurry?" Tawni hissed. "The Falls already made their entrances and I need Jeffrey and Portlyn to see me!" We sighed as a whole. "Fine, man, whatever!" Niko said crossly. "Guys, guys. This night is supposed to be fun!" I said brightly. Everyone soaked that in, and nodded. "Let's go." Grady said firmly.

Once we got to the platform, we stared blankly at a man in a suit holding a microphone, eyes bored. "Who are you?" Zora demanded. "The Announcer," He whispered. "I'll make your introductions."

At that moment, I glanced nervously down the stairs. I held my breath; a beautiful ballroom full of white clothed tables was laid out like my fantasies. The guests were in dresses and suits, chatting and eating and dancing. I squinted, trying to find Chad. Miley Cyrus stood out immediately, as did the Jonas Brothers. But, I made sure not to act star struck. I AM Sonny Monroe, TV star. I guess.

"Introducing…Tawni Hart!" the Announcer boomed into the microphone. Tawni smiled and waved like the Queen as she paraded down the stairs.

"Name?" The Announcer glanced at me. Startled, I replied "Um, Sonny? Sonny Monroe." I added quickly. He nodded, and I gripped the railing nervously, as all the people below me milled around.

"Introducing, Sonny Monroe!"

I grinned a wobbly smile and made my way down the elegant stairs, looking at the crowd. As my name was called, I watched as Chad turned around (his back had been towards me), saw me, and stared at me. I bit my lip and smiled at him, almost down the steps.

Don't fall.

Don't fall.

Holy Lord, please don't-

Just then, I tumbled. My eyes had been locked on Chad's, and I fell down the last six steps, distracted as anything. A gasp murmured through the crowd, and I flushed a deep red. How Embarrassing!

Even worse, my ankle actually hurt. I wobbled up, blinking in pain. I hadn't noticed Chad leave Cara and run to my side, concern showing openly on his face.

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly. "That looks serious; let me help you."

Well, God. I had called it; this was turning out just like the peace picnic. Well, true, the Musical Chairs game had come later, but still.

"Thanks," I muttered as he helped me up. Everyone was watching, and my blush deepened.

I groaned quietly, and limped along as Chad led me to a table where Tawni was sitting, agape.

"Somebody's clumsy," She smirked, covering up her concern.

"Sorry," I said, sliding into a seat, wincing. Why was I apologizing? Natural reaction, I guess.

"Are you okay?" Chad hovered over me, hands jammed in his pockets as usual.

"Yeah, fine." I pouted. This party was now a huge gala event, I had hurt my ankle, and embarrassed myself.

The night was off to a great start.