A/N: Thank you guys so much! The reviews just made my day! Here's chapter 3! Enjoy!
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Operation: Get rid of Hannah
When I arrived at the cafeteria, Portlyn waved me over. Wow. She had the steak AND the chocolate pie. This girl was truly a friend.
"Sonny!" She yelled. I waved back and walked over to her.
"Hey Port! Thank you for the steak and pie. Honestly, I need it."
"No problem, I've dealt with heartbreak before. As I said, it sucks." She said, trying to be sympathetic as she pushed the food towards me. I smiled and began eating in return.
"So, what's the plan?" I asked when I finished swallowing.
"Well, I have some ideas…" She said deviously. I swear I though she was about to cackle or something.
"Do tell." I answered simply.
"So you know how Hannah is like totally evil?" She asked.
"Duh" I replied as I rolled my eyes.
"Well, first of all, we're not just gonna break them up…" She started. I was about to say something, but got cut off.
"We're also gonna break her. This little teen pop sensation is gonna be without a boyfriend, without her career, and without her so called 'friends' when we're through with her…" She finished. Portlyn was a genius.
"Awesome!" I agreed, way to enthusiastically.
"Now, to have them broken up…I say that first we give you a totally hot makeover, have you 'date' my cousin, Nick, and make Chad jealous…But that's not all, we also need to lead Hannah to break up, and for that I have another plan that includes her heartbroken.."
"Go on…" I said, excited for more.
"Now, I took notice that Hannah checks Chad's email, all the time." She gushed. I listened for more.
"And well…I was thinking that Chad could get some emails from some 'ex girlfriends' talking about how much fun they had on their 'date' the previous night when Chad told Hannah he had rehearsal late…And I think you know the rest…" she laughed to herself.
Portlyn wasn't just a genius, she was an evil genius.
"And is that the whole 'mess with Hannah' thing?" I asked, confused.
"No, no. We'll figure the rest out later." She said as she handed me a sheet of paper that had all our steps to success on it. It literally said: Steps to success! Into motivation much?
Just then, the cafeteria door swung open. It was Hannah! Me and Portlyn quickly hid the "Steps to success" in our bags and acted as casual as we could.
"Excuse me? Filthy pig-like peasants? Have you seen Chad?" Hannah asked, acting like the pig headed diva she is. How does Chad see me as a diva and not this low-life??
"Hiding from you…" I muttered under my breath.
"Listen, Sandy, I know you feel jealous of Channah…But Chad loves me, and could never love a fat, smelly, old goat thing like you…And that is just the way things are!" She said, trying to be heartfelt…Yeah right.
"First of all, it's Sonny. Second of all…" I picked up the rest of my beloved pie and threw it directly at Hannah, and I made a direct hit. Me and Portlyn started cracking up. Just then, the door rattled and was about to swing open. Me and Portlyn ran into the kitchen, behind the counter while Hannah was wiping off the pie. Thank god Brenda was on break.
"It's Chad!" Portlyn whispered. She was looking through a small crack.
"Hannah?? What happened babe?" Chad said as he ran over to help her.
"That stupid Sonia girl threw a very fattening, chocolate pie at me!" Hannah complained.
"Sonia…? Don't you mean Sonny?" Chad asked. My stomach started doing flips when he said my name.
"Yeah, whatever. And she had this brunette chick with her, she's on your show…I think" Hannah said. Wow…
"I'm gonna go save us!" Portlyn whispered. "Stay here!" She added. I nodded.
"Hey Chad! What's up Hannah?" Portlyn said as she walked out of the kitchen.
"That's her Chaddy! She was with Sonny; I bet Sonny is still in the kitchen!" Hannah yelled.
"What? I was looking for Brenda…I didn't even know Sonny was here…" Portlyn said, playing dumb.
"You are a liar! Ughh. You know what? Forget it! Lets go Chaddy!" She pulled him to the side and started another make out session. He was shocked, but went along with it.
That feeling came back and this time, I didn't restrain it. Tears streaked down my cheeks and my stomach fluttered. But this flutter wasn't the fuzzy feeling I got when he said my name. It was the kind that caused me way to much emotional stress, the make out finally ended after like ten minutes and Channah walked out.
Portlyn found me on the floor, curled up in a ball, crying my eyes out.
"Hannah did that on purpose, and she's going to try and make you even more miserable. Operation: Get rid of Hannah has to start tomorrow. No excuses. Hannah Montana is going down…" Portlyn said as she glared into space and sat next to me.
I nodded. It was time.
A/N: So…What did you think? I'm trying to update as frequently as possible!