Sorry for such a late update! I've been really busy. Last week I had registration for school and then band rehearsal the next day. And then this whole week I had band camp (super hot but totally fun) so I barely had time to do anything. Then my first day of school is on Monday and you know how high school is (well, unless you haven't been to high school yet, of course). Of course, the first week is always slow...but you don't know what might turn up. Plus, I have after school band rehearsal from 3:00-6:00 on Thursday and our first football game is this Friday and I have to perform with the marching band. So as you can see, I'm pretty busy.
But enough of my rambling, let's get down to business, alright? Thanks for all of the reviews! I'd like to thank each and every one of you on here but that takes time and you know how much I don't have of that. So here's the next chapter!
-Kristina
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
Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With a Chance...don't we all know that by now?
Chapter 9: Watermelon
Chad POV
I stared at her. What was I supposed to say? That I willingly let three girls put make-up on me? Uh huh, no way. Seeing as words couldn't come into my mouth, I covered my eyes. "No. Pfft, why do you ask?" She laughed. I could feel her eyes burning through the back of my hands. "Well Chad, if you're covering your face after I asked you if you're wearing eyeliner, it makes me think that you are wearing eyeliner...and lipstick." I groaned and grabbed a pillow to cover my face again. "Wouldn't you like to know." I felt the pillow being taken away from me and I peeked at her through one eye. She grinned. "So you are wearing make-up!" she yelled.
I quickly covered her mouth. "Shh! Don't be so loud! someone can hear you!...And don't tell anyone."
She sighed and crossed her legs, smirking. "I won't if you tell me why."
"Okay, fine." I said, laying back against the armrest. "Well I was in my dressing room reading over my script when Portlyn, Penelope, and Chloe came barging in. They dragged me to Portlyn's room and gave me a facial and a makeover. I tried wiping off the red lipstick, blush, and brown eyeshadow with one ply tissue paper but it wasn't that successful as you can see. And now I'm stuck with dark brown eyeliner, a red lipstick stain, and dented hair!"
I don't care if I sounded like a drama queen at that moment. This was serious!
And you know what she did? She laughed...and laughed and laughed and laughed. As much as I love to hear it, I was getting pretty annoyed. When she finally got done, about five or ten minutes later, she sighed and shook her pretty head. "You're so pathetic Chad."
"Pathetic!? How am I pathetic!? Chad Dylan Cooper is not weak!"
"Really Chad? Really?"
Oh no she didn't. She did not just use my own line against me. Sonny better watch her back. Vengeance will be mine.
I sighed in defeat and shuffled my feet on the floor. "Sonny?" I felt her move around on the couch. "Yeah?"
I can't believe I'm going to ask this but...it needed to be done.
Carefully, I looked over at her curious and worried face before averting my eyes to the floor again.
"Do you think I'm metro?"
Then she laughed again; her cute, powerful, annoying laugh.
I left as soon as it started. What a way to end the day.
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Today was bright, warm, and...sunny. How ironic. Maybe this was a sign that things were going to be shaping up. But I still hadn't seen my Sonshine yet so everything still wasn't okay. Gosh, Sonny was right. I am pathetic. Where did all of this my business some from? I never claimed her...well, not yet. Ugh! Damn, I just need to shut up before something slips. So last night wasn't really going well either. Devon and Trevor kept sending me mean text messages about what happened earlier that day. Then they called me at two in the morning just to make kissy noises on the phone. IT. WAS. HELL.
So because of that, I'm here locked in my dressing room because every time I go out they just make fun of me some more. They better watch out. My revenge will be on them too. And I have the power to fire them. Just shows who's more superior.
I'm so brilliant.
I heard a bunch of people walking down the hallway outside my dressing room. The first voice was Devon's. "Let's go to that new Italian restaurant for lunch! It's on me!" Then there were others that whooped in agreement. And then things were silent again.
Yes, now I can leave.
I crept to my door and opened it slowly, peeking my head out a little to see if the coast was clear. Seeing that there was no one there, I hurriedly moved out of stage two and walked to the Commissary. When I made it there, Sonny was still no where to be found. That bummed me out a little more. Once I got my steak and sat down at the table in the corner near the doorway, I swore I saw Sonny standing there near the archway.
I had to do a double-take but all I saw was a familiar wisp of dark brown hair.
I sighed and stabbed my fork into the thick piece of meat. Great, now Sonny was avoiding me. She probably took the whole make-up wearing, metro Chad the wrong way and thought I was gay (Not that there's anything wrong about being gay). I'm not, okay!? But how was I supposed to win her heart now?
The food in front of me suddenly made me lose my appetite and I threw it away.
I walked down the well-known hallway, past the So Random! set, and back to the doors of Mackenzie Falls. That's when I felt something hit my back and I was soaking wet. I turned around and was hit yet again with another one of...well, whatever I was being hit with.
"Attack!" I heard Nico yell.
Then Sonny and the rest of her cast mates appeared out of nowhere and started pummeling me with water balloons. And guess what she was eating? A lollipop. But I didn't know what flavor it was. Soon enough, I was wet from head to toe. But I didn't feel like screaming at them. It actually felt like blowing off some steam; if that made any sense. The four dorks left, laughing their heads off and Sonny stayed behind, laughing silently and clutching her lollipop in her other hand. Pink? I still didn't know what flavor it was.
"Oh, I have to capture this moment." she said, taking her cow print phone out and taking a few pictures.
"Sonny, I'm hurt. You would never exploit me like that, would you? And I thought you were the good girl."
She frowned and shrugged. "Then I could just use it as blackmail or something." I faked hurt again and put a hand over my heart. "Sonny, you could never do that to me. You're hurting my feelings...how about a hug to make it all better?" She easily caught on to what I was trying to do and stuck her hands out. "Oh no. You are not doing that. And I did do that before. Remember when we were making doghouses?"
I shook my head and reached out to her, trying to get her wet. "You never sent that video and come on Sonny, just one hug."
"No!"
"C'mon Sonny!" I said, inching my way towards her.
"Chad, don't you dare do what I think you're going to do!" she scolded.
I raised an eyebrow at her, "And what do you think that I think I'm going to do?"
She crossed her arms, like the way she does when she's trying to be serious. "What do you think that I think that you think you're going to do?" she challenged.
"What? That made no sense...I think." Okay, now I was beyond confused. My head was starting to hurt. She took that as an opportunity to run away but I quickly chased after her and grabbed her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist. She yelped and turned to face me before attempting to push me away.
But I held still and tightened my grip around her. Sonny's pushes became weaker when she realized I was staring at her. Oops, I didn't mean to stare.
She also realized how close we were and my heart began to beat rapidly. Was it getting hot in here? Or is it just me?
I found myself inching closer to her face and I suddenly felt a gentle pressure on my lips.
Oh my God. I was kissing Sonny Munroe. The girl of my dreams, the salt to my pepper, the light to my dark, the good to my bad, the...okay, I think you get. That's when I was vaguely aware that she tasted like watermelon. Aha! Watermelon flavored lollipop. I pulled her closer as her hands found their way up to my hair. I don't care if she'd mess it up. This was the best thing that could be happening to me.
But before I could try to deepen the kiss, she pushed me away and covered her mouth.
I looked at her perplexed and she ran into the So Random! building. I ran a hand through my hair and rested against the wall.
Everything was going so good...wasn't it? I didn't know anymore.
Is it alright for Chad Dylan Cooper to feel heartbreak?
The fake me would say no...
But the real me would say yes.
Sorry it was so short but I hope you all liked it! I only have two more chapters left =( and I'm feeling a bit down about that. But don't worry, I'll make them totally worth it. Have you seen my new icon? I'm totally in love with it (only because I made it) but you can see the full size on my Twitter account. By the way, I changed my Twitter username to kris1641 like on here. Ugh, gosh my whole body is sore from band. Who knew that can happen from just walking around and holding an instrument. Haha, just kidding. It's actually a little more complicated than that. So review!
-Kristina
PS: Since I'm feeling like such a band geek right now, how about:
Flute - loved it (because that's the instrument I play)
Drums - liked it (because some people in my schools drumline are annoying)
Saxophone - hated it (because I slapped a guy in that section haha...and he deserved it)