Hey everyone. (Sorry for the super late update) Thanks for all the reviews and blessings. You have no idea how much they made me feel better. They helped lighten my mood. I really don't know what else to say about that. Also, I just wanted to say that someone PMed me and mentioned in their message that I'm a boy. Last time I checked, Kristina's a girls name. I just wanted to get that straight. I'm a girl writing a story in a guys perspective. So anyways, here's another chapter you've all been waiting for. Sorry if this chapter isn't so funny. I tried my best.

-Kristina

PS: Make sure you go on my profile and check out the dress Sonny wore to the party. Credit goes to Frocked!

PPS: Lemon Lime isn't my favorite...it's kind of sour XP

Summary: Sonny has a new craving - tootsie pops. And Chad seems to like it too. So much that he'd do anything just to get a taste. ;)

Pairing(s): Chad/Sonny and some Nico/Portlyn

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With a Chance

Chapter 8: Lemon Lime

Chad POV

So I decided to not even think of special ways to ask Sonny out. I mean, I've never had a problem with asking girls before. I'll just wing it when the time comes. Yes, I know it's not romantic but I'll make it up with a mind-blowing date. I'm just good like that. And of course she'll say yes. I am Chad Dylan Cooper after all. No girl has ever rejected me before and I don't plan on being rejected now. Especially from the girl that matters the most. If she did, I'll go into depression and lock myself in some room on an island where no one can find me. I kid you not.

So anyways, Monday has been slow. Partly because everyone on the lot decided to have a do nothing day and also because there was a huge storm outside. Actually, the storm was the reason everyone settled on staying in the whole day.

Let's see, what could I possibly do today?

Stay locked in my dressing room for the rest of the day? No, it'll look like I'm a loner or something. And Chad Dylan Cooper is not a loner. Hmm...practice my lines for rehearsal tomorrow? Nah, I know my lines like I know the back of my hand. Hang out with Portlyn, Penelope, and Chloe? Oh hell no, they'll probably lock me in the girls bathroom and give me a makeover. I don't want that to happen...again. Hang out with Devon and Trevor? Well, that doesn't seem like a bad idea. They're actually pretty fun once you get to know them.

What else?

Go to the Commissary? Eh, it's too early for lunch. Pay a visit to the So Random! set? Maybe later.

"Knock knock." a perky voice said from the doorway. I looked up from from my script and saw Portlyn leaning against my door. "What do you want?" I asked carefully. Something was up; I could tell by the mischievous look on her face. She grinned and clasped her hands together. "You know what time it is!" she exclaimed. Suddenly, Penelope and Chloe appeared behind her. Oh no. This was not happening right now.

I stood up from the couch and backed into the wall as they came closer and closer. "What!? No, no, no, no, no! You girls are my best friends but this is unacceptable! I'm a guy! Alright!? Guys shouldn't be wearing make-up!" I began to freak out. Last time they did this, a paparazzo caught me with smudged make-up on. They assumed that I just made out with some girl. Truth was, I was just trying to get the gunk off of my face.

The three girls grabbed me and dragged me out of my dressing room. People just watched as I screamed and got pulled into the hell hole called Portlyn's dressing room.

Forget about visiting Sonny today.

I'm not letting her see me like this.

They tied me onto her chair in front of her vanity and put on some weird head band thing on my head. God, I felt like such a girl. I saw Chloe mixing something a a big plastic bowl with a small smirk on her face. Who knew that she could be so deceiving?

Then Portlyn and Penelope started rubbing the green mush on my face. No! I'll look like an alien! I started whimpering.

"Chad stop acting like a baby." Penelope snapped.

"I am not a baby! I'm just freaked out is all."

Portlyn patted my shoulder. "It's fine Chad. Men can get facials too, you know." I scoffed, "Yeah, metro's do. I'm not metro."

At that, Chloe laughed and crossed her arms. "Are you kidding me? You are very metro, Chad. I seriously don't know any other guy who spends more time on his hair than I do with mine." I glared and pointed a finger at her. "Hey! It takes time to get my hair as perfect as this! And speaking of my hair, you three totally ruined it! Now there's going to be a dent from this headband!" They rolled their eyes. "See what I mean?" Chloe muttered.

I sighed and slumped into the seat, defeated. "Whatever, just get this over with."

Portlyn frowned, "Oh! Now it's no fun! You're giving in! But...if it makes you feel better, I think it's very manly when a guy does these kinds of things."

"Like Nico?" I queried, smirking at my answer. Her face flushed a deep red, freezing in her spot. I was actually thinking about it last night. All of those subtle hints finally hit me. I realized why her and Nico had gotten so close all of a sudden. They were seeing each other in secret. Well, I actually suspicious about it until I overheard Nico and Grady talking about it this morning. That's when I knew my suspicions were correct. "H-How did you know?" she asked slowly. I shrugged and shifted in my seat, the rope was beginning to cut into my arms. "Well, first I knew you were with a boy when we were talking on the phone, I just didn't know who. And then when we went bowling, you got all excited when he texted you and you two couldn't get your hands off of each other the whole entire game. I was thinking that you two were together but then I heard Nico talking about your guys' date last night with Grady. So I knew it was for sure after that."

She stared at me while Penelope and Chloe watched her. "You're not mad?"

"Pfft! If I can cavort with the enemy why can't you?" Please don't cry Port, please. But no, she got all teary-eyed and smiled, reaching over to hug me. "Oh Chad! That means so much to me! Thank you for being so understanding."

"You're with Nico?" Penelope asked, interrupting the little moment. Portlyn nodded sheepishly. The other two girls sighed. "Well, its going to get some getting used to but...we think it's cute. Nico's pretty cute, right Chloe?" Chloe nodded with a bright smile on her face. Portlyn pointed to both of them. "Hey! Don't talk about my boyfriend that way!" she yelled. There was shock written on both of their faces. Portlyn smiled, "Just kidding, I just wanted to say that." They giggled and I cleared my throat.

"Ladies, if you don't mind, I'd like to get this done and over with."

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Portlyn, Penelope, and Chloe pushed me out of the dressing room. Portlyn laughed, "You know Chad, the red lipstick isn't really you." Chloe nodded, "And the blush kind of makes you look like a clown." Penelope snorted, "But the brown eyeshadow totally makes your eyes pop out." I groaned once they shut the door, resting my head on the wall. "Worst. Day. Ever." I walked away, hiding my face, making sure nobody saw me, until I made it into Trevor's dressing room. They were in the middle of playing a video game when I sat in between them. Devon and Trevor started cracking up. "This isn't funny you guys."

"D-Dude, what happened to you?" Trevor asked. I sighed and closed my eyes. "The girls decided to play makeover again...can I please have a tissue?" No one, I repeat no one, will know about this incident. Well, except for Portlyn, Penelope, Chloe, Trevor, and Devon. But that's it!

Devon tossed me a box of tissues and I groaned, reading the label. "But this is only one ply!"

"Man, grow up! I think the make-up is getting to your head." Trevor said, smacking the back of my head. Why was everyone making fun of me today? I scoffed and walked over to his mirror, wiping the gunk off of my face. Almost all of it was off, but I couldn't get rid of all the eyeliner and the lipstick made my mouth more pinkish. But other than that, it didn't seem like I was wearing make-up a while ago.

I tossed all of the tissues in the trash and resumed my spot on the couch. That's when I saw what game they were playing: Halo 3. "Hey, can I play?" I asked. Devon chuckled, "You sure you're man enough to play?" I glared at him. He really should watch what he's saying. "Just give me a controller!" I snapped.

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"Woo! Yeah! Beat that! Who's the man now!?" I yelled. I just beat them at their own game. Devon's mouth was hanging open and Trevor just looked confused. Boy, did it feel great to win. Just when I was about to save, there was a loud crash of thunder and the power went out. "No!" Oh no! Now there will never be proof that I beat both of them. Then they started laughing again. God, they made me so mad. The power went back on. "Perfect." I muttered. Did I just have bad luck overall? Or was God just torturing me? He was probably waiting till I broke down and cried like a baby. This is what you get for trying to be the good guy, right Chad?

Right.

"I'm outta here." I said, throwing the controller on the empty space on the couch.

I walked out of stage three. The rain was pouring down hard and I quickly made my way into stage two.

Before I knew it, I was in front of Sonny's open dressing room door. The only thing I saw in there was someone curled up into a ball under a blanket...and shaking. "Sonny?"

The person peeked at me from under the red blanket and I saw that it was, in fact, Sonny. She groaned and hid herself again. "Go away, Chad."

I smirked and sat next to her. "But I just got here." Sonny uncovered her head and got into a more comfortable position. "Why are you here?" I shrugged a pointed in the direction to my stage. "They were making fun of me so I left." She pursed her lips, "Why were they making fun of you?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"No reason. I don't want to talk about it."

She dropped the subject and laid her head back against the headrest. There was another crash of thunder and the lights went out again. Sonny screamed. Oh, so this is why she looked so scared when I came in. I chuckled, "Sonny, are you scared of thunder and lightning?" There was a pause. "Maybe." she mumbled. As soon as the lights went back on, she took the blanket off of her head. "Can you hand me that over there?" she asked, pointing to the table next to me. I followed her finger and saw a green lollipop next to me.

Lemon Lime.

I picked it up and handed it to her. She unwrapped it and popped it into her mouth.

Sweet baby Jesus. God's torturing me.

She took it out of her mouth and scrunched her nose. "What?" I asked. I watched her as she examined the lollipop. "It's sour. Not the best I've eaten." I looked over at the candy and nodded a little. "It doesn't look that appetizing." She nodded, "Yeah, it really isn't." But she put it back in her mouth. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Aren't you going to throw it away? I thought you didn't like it?" She shrugged and smiled, "Hey, I can't let it go to waste. It's candy."

"True...so, did you know that Nico and Portlyn are going out now?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

Her eyes widened and she gave me her signature toothy smile. "Really!? Aw! That's so cute! Maybe they can help end the rivalry between our two shows." But what about us? We can end it for good. "Chad, are you alright?" I nodded reassuringly, "Yeah, I'm totally fine."

Then she started squinting and leaning closer to my face.

Oh my goodness, what was she going to do!? I started to freak out again, but in my mind.

"Chad, are you wearing eyeliner?"

Thanks to all who have read so far. I've never had this many reviews for a story before! Review! But please, no flames right now. I'm still very fragile. If you review, I'll update as soon as I can! Also, I decided to get a twitter! Yay! I thought I should give it try. My username's kristinamar so if you follow me, I'll follow you. How does that sound?

-Kristina