So...I seriously could not wait to put this up...and I think people started to walk away from my story cuz of the prologue. The rest of the story isn't how the prologue shaped it up to be. Like I said, even I didn't like that chapter...

This, my friends, is the second chapter. I like this chapter, sorta. It's becoming less weird and more normal, the more the characters interact.

Also, I noticed that I write more like a book/story than others do. Instead of getting right to the point and being blunt, I tend to give it a "serious" plot...I don't know how to put it...The fanfiction I've been reading is very cut straight while mine is in dept...does that bother you guys?

I hope this makes sense…let me know (about both)!!!

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Chapter One

With a Chance for a Role

She had woken up late.

Last night she had been so worried about the audition that she stayed up reciting the lines in her head and pacing in her room nearly into the morning . Her hands shook even as she had fallen asleep in the chair at her desk. That is why she had forgotten to set her alarm clock.

So, she was running a little late.

When her head lifted off of her shoulder as she was woken up by the sunlight streaming through her windows, and after she wiped the drool off of her chin, she parted her hair from her face and looked at the clock.

11:15

She jumped up and headed for the bathroom.

It wasn't until 11:45 that she got out of the house.

When she made it to the Conservative Center, she could feel the sweat on the back of her head. She was out of breath and her throat was burning from the chilly air. She was wet from her shoes to her calves as it seemed that every puddle she tried to jump over, she had landed in.

She burst through the doors and scanned the entrance. There was no one there. Standing there for a moment with eyes wide, confusion entered her brain. Was she really that late? She checked her wrist watched. 11:57 Good, that meant she was early. Sort of.

Quickly, she wiped off her shoes on the carpet and ran, numbers whizzing by her head in a blur. Every now and then she'd look.

96

102

110

113

She stopped and slammed into the door through darkness, rushing onto what she could tell was a backstage. She breathed and whirled around to find a tall lanky man leaning against the wall next to the door she had just ran through. He was clutching at clipboard and was talking hurriedly into the headset he had on.

She hastily ran over to him and held her hands up in front of her. "Oh my gosh! Please tell me I'm not too late! Did I make it?"

The man checked his watch. "A minute past. You must be the last minute audition." He spun her around and directed her toward the curtains, his hands holding onto her shoulders. "Are you ready?"

Her eyes widened. Suddenly all the nerves from last night were finding their way back into her. She started to panic. "Um...not really." She dug her heals into the floor. "Can I still back out? Or re-schedule maybe. I mean...I could slip you a compliment or two if we just say this never happened."

They had reached the side entrance to the stage. The man was speaking to his microphone again. "Yep, I have her right here, sir. She's going on now." Then he quickly moved his mic up away from his face and placed his hands on her shoulders once more. "Too late now."

With a little push of encouragement, Sonny was on the stage.

The spotlight really was blinding.

Her eyes squinted on their own accord as she glanced up at the intruding ray of light. Then, her eyes traveled down at the open seats of the audience.

She couldn't see anything. There were a bunch of circles in her eyes now from the spotlight and due to the difference in brightness between the stage and where the audience sat, she wasn't even able to see the first row of seats. The most she could see were the tiny cracks of light that were trying to make their way through to sets of doors in the very back of the room, but they didn't help at all.

Sonny cleared her throat and tried to pull her confidence together as she made her way toward the center of the stage. The only noise up until this point was the sound of her shoes against the hardwood floor.

It was deafening.

Then she tripped slightly. On what, she didn't know. The floor was as smooth as a baby's bottom.

Way to make an entrance Monroe.

Then she turned toward the blackness. She didn't even know where to look. She guessed and starred dead center, just beyond where she thought were the first couple of rows were.

"Hi. I'm Sonny M-"

A male voice interrupted her. "Do you have an audition ready for us?"

Sonny smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, actually I like to write my own sk-"

"You wont be needing it." There was a pause and a rustling of papers. Suddenly, just at the end of the stage, a hand appeared with a couple of pieces of papers.

Well, there goes her six hours of running lines to waste.

Quickly she took them from the hand, while trying to glance at where the other people where, if there was anyone else, and went back to her place center stage.

Another voice suddenly spoke, completely different from the first one. "You're gonna read the lines with me, obviously you'll play the female part. You can take a second to look over the page."

Sonny nodded, anxiety kicking in a little as she looked down at the paper in her hands and began to read.

'BACKROUND INFORMATION: A young girl has realized that she's fallen for her enemy. After she's finally let her crush take her out on a date, that went terribly wrong, she sits watching TV in her apartment, horrified at why she had let him take her out in the first place.

CO-1 INT. DEMI APARTMENT FAMILY ROOM

DEMI IS ON THE COUNCH WATCHING TV WHEN SUDDENTLY THERES A KNOCK ON THE DOOR'

Okay…this didn't sound like a comedy murder mystery at all.

"Are you good?"

She looked up again, now noticing that the voice is familiar. She only had enough time to skim over the lines. "Yeah…I'm ready." Not really.

There was a knock somewhere.

Wow. Guess they were really getting right down to it. She looked around into the darkness, now into her character mode. "Who is it?"

The voice was hesitant. "It's me."

She looked out into the audience with a glare just after she read her line. "You? I don't want to talk to you. Just go away." She crossed her arms over her chest, imagining a door in front of her.

"I can't, Demi. You know I can't." He stopped, then there was a sigh. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened last night. It was my fault…"

She cut him off, fury rising in her voice. "You're fault? Of course it was your fault. I mean…who does that?" She threw her hands up into the air.

"I know."

"And it wasn't only that…it was the hiding." She ran her hands through her hair and approached the invisible door. "Why did you try to hide from them…You didn't want to be seen with me…did you?"

"It wasn't that…really. I just…they're not ready to know about us yet…they wouldn't understand."

"They wouldn't understand?" She shook her head her lips turning into a frown. "I don't understand." She bit her bottom lip.. "I mean…one moment you're the sweetest guy and then the next you're acting just like you were when we first met. I can't…I can't do this; not if you're going to act this way."

There was a thud somewhere. "Please just let me in, Demi. Please, I can make it up to you…"

Sonny shook her head, slowly backing up toward the curtain behind her, shoulder shaking. "No. If you wanna make this up to me…just leave. Don't come back." She whispered the last line.

Then there was silence.

The cleared her throat.

Okay…

So apparently she hadn't done her best, but it was a really short script. Plus, she didn't like drama and she wasn't good at it. She'd admit that any day of the week.

One of the men cleared their throats and a new voice spoke. "Are you any good at comedy?"

She smiled, eyed widening and shaking her head up and down. "Yes! Actually that's what I'm best at and to be completely honest, drama isn't my forte. I really tend to express myself more when I try to make people laugh…and as you can see when I get nervous I tend to babble until I shut myself up just like what's happening now." She sighed and laughed a little at the awkwardness. When there was no response she began to wring her hands together in front of her.

Finally, after nearly a minute of nothing, the first voice spoke again. "You don't look anything like you're shot."

Sonny lifted a brow. "Shot? Like a picture?"

The man must have made a gesture because nothing was said back to her.

"Um…I didn't send in a shot."

There was a pause.

"You're Stephanie Ward, aren't you?"

Sonny's brows came together in confusion. "No…my name's Sonny. Sonny Monroe."

Yet another pause.

Hesitantly, she took a step forward. "Isn't this the audition for the comedy mystery? Did you guys do Phantom of the Opera?"

Silence.

She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth. "So…" She clapped her hands in front of her. "I'll take that as a no." She rocked on the heals of her feet an awkward smile coming to her lips. "Okay, um…I think there's been a mix up…and I'm at the wrong audition so I'll just be heading off…" She motioned to make her way off stage.

"Hold on."

She stopped in mid track at looked out toward the black. Okay…so she didn't know where she was, or what she just tried out for. She wasn't even sure what room this was now…though now that she thought about it, this wasn't really a room.

"Leo, lights please."

There was a loud click somewhere by the doors backstage and the blinding light that had blocked her vision was gone so she could now see her interviewers. There was another click and all of the lights came on in the room. Rows upon rows of lights above her flickered on until everything had the same brightness to it and she was able to see all the way to the farthest wall.

Then she looked at them. There were three. Just three.

The first one, the one she suspected to have the first voice, was standing with his back to her, covering her view from the second judge. He stood tall and his arms seemed to be crossed over his chest and he looked like he was talking furiously at the mystery judge.

The third one was looking at her intently while holding his hand to his face and tapping his lips lightly. She was glad to see there was a small smile on his face. He was slightly balding and he had a round face, but you could tell that the guy was sincerely nice. Though, he didn't look like he'd be working in the drama business, he looked more like a comedy type of guy.

Sonny could only slightly hear part of the conversation between the two people.

"We've been to fifteen states so far and twenty cities. I'm done. I want her to play the part."

The first man whispered back angrily. "You can't just pick one out of the blue! She didn't even know what she was here to audition for!"

"I don't care. I'm done looking. It's her. All I said was that I wanted someone new to do this with and you decided to drag me around the continent to find her."

The third man spoke up suddenly. "She has talent. You can't deny that. There's defiantly something about her that's fresh and has potential. This could be big." There was enthusiasm in his voice.

"But-"

"Look. I get what I want and what Chad Dylan Cooper wants right now is for her to have the part or the deal is off."

Something behind that made Sonny raise a brow. There was a deal?

Wait…

Did he just say…

The first man turned around. "Well, it turns out that it doesn't matter what part you came here for. What matters is that you got this part."

The guy with the second voice stood up and he adjusted his jacket and smiled brightly up at her clapping his hands together once. "Congratulations, you will now be working with me in my newest movie, Only Us."

Her jaw dropped as her eyes landed on the voice's owner. For the last ten minutes she had been in the same room as the guy on the poster on her wall in his last film Mackenzie Falls. The teen heartthrob and well known bad boy, that had most to all girls screaming at his name, was only feet from her.

And she had just made a fool of herself in front of him.

Hold on…

She was going to be in a movie with Chad Dylan Cooper?

Was she still in Wisconsin?

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So there it is. She now has the part.

I could not think of two names for the pretend characters, so I decided to just use their real names…sorry if it made it confusing. I kinda liked it.

Next chapter will be coming soon and it'll show Sonny trying to get comfortable with leaving home and preparing for the role with Chad. Thus, the Channy begins.

Also, I'm looking for a Beta and I'm too lazy to go looking for myself. Anyone interested or have a suggestion?

Questions? Comments? Review people!…plz.