Hey everyone! I'm gonna try to make this author's note short. Thanks for all the reviews! I finally passed 200! I'd like to thank Luke Smith Rox Meh Socks for my 200th review! Also, sorry if I hadn't updated in a while. School has been super duper busy. Honors classes give me a lot of homework and band has been taking up seventy-five percent of my time. So I'm sorry about that. BUT here's another wonderful chapter! Enjoy!
-Kristina
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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 implied Nico/Portlyn
Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With a Chance...just this completely original storyline and Jamie
Chapter 10: Pomegranate
Chad POV
After I pulled that little stunt yesterday afternoon, Sonny's been avoiding me like the plague. What, why? You don't remember? Pfft, like hell you wouldn't. Well, let me remind you what happened the other day. So I was going to eat lunch when I saw Ms. Sonshine Munroe spying and running away from me. On my way back to the Mackenzie Falls set, I was hit with a bazillion water balloons (Thrown by the So Random! cast). After I got soaked, Sonny stayed behind and we had our usual banter. Then I chased her around, trying to get her wet, and yeah. I kissed her.
Big whoop, right?
I seriously don't get why she's not talking to me now.
I mean, any girl would be lucky to get a kiss from yours truly. She should be begging me for more, am I right?
See, I knew I'm right. I'm a genius.
But...why did I still feel like Sonny ripped my heart out of my chest, tore it into a million pieces, stomped it on the floor with her girly high heels, ran away laughing her head saying 'gotcha', and...breathe Chad. It's not so bad. Just pretend like it didn't affect you.
Yeah, that's what I'll do.
Hmm, a chocolate Fro-Yo sounds really good right now.
I quickly checked myself in the mirror, winked at handsome self, and sauntered out the door with my head held high.
"Hey Cooper!"
I whipped my head around, halfway to the Commissary, and saw Nico approaching me. I raised an eyebrow and saw that he was splattered with a wide array of paint colors. "Uh, yeah?" Nico rolled up his sleeves, "You goin' on a Fro-Yo run?" I furrowed my eyebrows. Have I ever gone on a run before? Usually people do that for me. "No, just for me actually. Wouldn't really call it a run." He smiled and patted me on the back. "Ah, good! 'Cause we need to talk."
We finally reached the Commissary and we made our way to the Fro-Yo machine. "Er, about what?" I wondered.
Nico filled up his cup with peanut butter frozen yogurt while I got the chocolate. "About Little Miss Sonshine." he answered once we sat down at a table.
"Okay. And what about her?"
Nico ate a spoonful of his yogurt. "I heard you kissed her, am I right?" I shrugged and nodded, "That would be affirmative." Then he smacked a hand on his forehead. "What were you thinking man!?" I choked on my yogurt at his loud outburst and shrugged again. "I don't know what I was thinking. It felt right at the time...until she pushed me away. I feel like I should regret it or something." Nico shook his head and dug into his frozen treat again.
"Don't man. Look, I'm not supposed to tell you this, but Sonny likes you too."
"Portlyn told you."
"That you like Sonny? Of course. She tells me everything. But Sonny occasionally slips and tells me things I'm not supposed to know. She likes you."
I stared at him for a few moments in utter disbelief. "Then why did she push me away yesterday?" Nico shrugged, "She mentioned something about being scared." Confusion overtook me. "Why would Sonny be scared to be with me?"
"Something about an ex-boyfriend in Wisconsin. He used her and humiliated her in front of her whole school. Don't ask me how because she didn't elaborate on that."
"And does she honestly think that I would do that to her?"
"Well..." Nico started. I glared at him. He held his hands up defensively. "Well you do have a tendency to poke fun at her and humiliate her from time to time. But I don't think you'd ever use her. That's low, even for you." I let out a sigh of relief and swirled my yogurt around in my bowl. "So what should I do?"
Nico shrugged again and chuckled, "I got nothin'. So it's all up to you man. But you know Sonny's a romanticist so...I suggest doing something chivalrous or whatever."
I scoffed and pushed my empty chocolate Fro-Yo cup to the side. "Whatever. So why are you covered in paint? This isn't another stupid sketch, is it?" Nico shook his head and took a sip of his water. "No, we're painting a mural for Mr. Condor. It's supposed to have all the television shows on the lot in it. My show was picked to paint it but people from other shows are helping too." I nodded, "So is Portlyn helping?"
"Of course."
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Nico and I made it into the Condor Studios lobby and saw a bunch of people gathered around a long wall. A few people were on ladders, some were kneeling on the floor, and the rest were standing. And then I saw Sonny at the corner, unwrapping a lollipop and sticking it in her red mouth.
Pomegranate.
It's like she knew I was here. Doesn't matter, Chad. Just shake it off and work with someone else.
You know, maybe helping wouldn't be so bad. Maybe there will be cameras around to see me doing something nice for once. Not that I haven't acted nice before, the camera's just never caught me in the act of kindness.
I saw Portlyn painting the background and walked over to her while Nico went off to talk to Grady.
"Hey Port!" I greeted. She flinched and let out a long breath, placing a hand over her heart. "Chad, don't scare me like that." I chuckled when I saw the old green shirt she was wearing. I raised my eyebrows at her. "Ninja Turtles? Really Portlyn, really?" She frowned and attempted to cover it with one arm. "Don't mock my t-shirt! So what if I just so happen to like the Ninja Turtles? They're awesome!"
I rolled my eyes and decided to see if anyone needed help.
There was a blond girl standing on her tip toes, trying to paint the highest part of the outline. But no avail, she was one head shorter than me. I walked up to her and smiled. "Need help?" I asked. She looked familiar. I think she was the best friend of the girl on Hoosier Girl. Yes, I do watch shows other than mine.
She smiled and nodded, "Sure."
She handed the brush to me and I easily filled in the unpainted area. "Thanks Chad."
"Your welcome..." I realized I didn't even know her name. "Jamie. My name's Jamie." she finished, like she was reading my mind.
"Jamie. It's nice to meet you."
"Well, I already knew you. Everybody knows you." she giggled. I laughed along with her. "Yeah, whoever doesn't must live in under a rock." I continued to help out with her area of the mural, only doing the high parts. When we finally finished, we stared at the section and nodded together. "It looks pretty good." she said.
"Yeah, we make a pretty good team."
"Well, it was fun working with you Chad."
"You too. You know, you seem pretty cool. Wanna hang out sometime?" I asked. She smiled and looked at me oddly. "You may be handsome and all Chad, but I'm not interested in you in that way." I mentally slapped myself. Of course she took it the wrong way. "Sorry I didn't mean it like that. I meant strictly as friends. Besides, I'm interested in another girl but things are getting a little complicated right now."
"Oh, well in that case, sure. And whoever this girl is, you should confront her about these 'complications'. Then things won't be so complicated anymore."
"You're right. I'll see you around."
She waved goodbye and I caught sight of Sonny looking at me with a saddened look in her eyes. Nico and Grady told her a joke and she gave them a weak smile. The one the she ususally gives right before she has to cry. I wonder why she was acting that way.
Tonight.
Tonight before I leave, I'll talk to Sonny and straighten things out.
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As I neared the So Random! prop house, I heard Taylor Swift's "You Belong With Me" blasting through the doorway. So what if I like Taylor Swift! She's hot and she's a really good singer; even though country music isn't exactly my favorite type of music. And it's not my fault her songs are extremely catchy or that I have an eight year old sister who listens to her music. I peeked into the spacious room and instead of seeing Sonny dancing around in her embarrassing pyjamas, she was laying down on a ping pong table placed in the center of the prop room. She laid on her right side, picking up an orange ping pong ball and bouncing it a short distance from her hand to the table. Then out of nowhere, as soon as the song ended, she pulled out a remote and pressed a button, causing the song to repeat all over again.
"Sonny?"
She sat up and looked at me, fumbling around with the remote until the music stopped. "Ch-Chad." she responded back.
I took in a deep breath, "So uh...you're staying here for the night?"
Sonny hopped off the table and nodded, looking at every thing but me. She began to move her belongings into her purse. "Y-Yeah, Tawni wanted to have a girls night tonight. S-She left to go back home and get some things. So she should be here in about f-fifteen minutes." I stared at her and walked a little deeper into the room, pushing my hands into my jean pockets. "Are you okay?" I asked, somewhat afraid of what the answer might be.
She looked up at me for a brief second and gave me a weak smile. "I'm fine! I'm completely, totally fine."
I would have believed her if I didn't see her watery eyes. I walked over to her and grabbed her wrists, stopping all her movements. "Tell me what's wrong." I whispered, desperate to find the answer. Her mouth turned into a frown and a tear escaped her eye. "I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because you're gonna think I'm stupid like you always do! I can't tell you everything Chad! Maybe I want to keep this a secret! Just...Just leave me alone." she yelled at me, attempting to push me away.
I shook my head and only drew her closer.
"Is this about yesterday? Because if it is, then you can forget that it even happened if it makes you feel more comfortable. I don't want things to be weird between us."
She shook her head again and sobbed. I hated being the reason to make her cry. "No, it's not. Just drop it, Chad."
Then it dawned on me. She was thinking about what happened earlier today when her and the Randoms were painting the mural. She thought that the blond girl I was helping out was another girl I was interested in, or a new girlfriend. That meant she liked me! Nico was right. Maybe I should listen to him more.
"Sonny-" I started.
She ran her hands through her hair and cut me off, "No, Chad! Don't talk to me! You never make any sense anymore! Stop toying with me! I'm sick of it! I've had my heart broken once, I don't need it broken again." Then she slung her purse over her shoulder and disappeared into the hallway towards her dressing room.
Not again.
"Sonny!" I yelled, running to the doorway.
But it was too late, she was already gone.
Again.
As you can see, the story is getting more serious now. I actually didn't spend a lot of time on this so sorry if there are a lot of mistakes or if the chapter sucked altogether. I tried going for a more depressing/sad-ish senario than all the other ones. Hope you liked it! If you did, tell me that you did! And if you didn't, then please tell me why. Alright only one more chapter left! I don't really know when I'll be able to write it but just keep a lookout for it.
-Kristina