So… I'm sorry if I don't update as fast as I usually do. I've been a little depressed, my grandma just died. I kinda use her in this chapter :] but Crystal's not me (obviously… just read it you'll get it) I just thought I'd use my grandma. I hope you like this chapter :]

Sonny POV

I felt the other hundred or so faces around me. All innocent, undeserving of any punishment. Well mostly. Some may be bad, who am I to judge. I thought of my sister, in this same position. Not knowing of anything that was about to happen to her. Silent tears fell down my face. What I wanted more than anything was for Chad to hold me. I wanted him to hold me there and tell me everything was going to be OK. But I knew he was gone. He wasn't part of me anymore and he wasn't going to be part of me ever again. Now all that was left was getting over him. But he didn't want to leave my memories...

"Excuse me miss," I turned my head to see a woman with a cart full of treats I'd usually be interested in, me being a lover of food. But for some reason I just wasn't hungry. Whenever I cry a lot, I just never seem to be hungry.

"N-no thanks" I choked out.

She nodded her head and offered to the woman sitting next to me. I hadn't taken the time to see who was sitting next to me. But I did then. She was tall, thin. Looked to be in her twenties, she had brown hair and bright blue eyes. She was… beautiful, I could mistake her for a model. She noticed me looking at her and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Crystal." She offered. Usually I'd be the one to start a conversation, I'd start one with anyone, but today I was doing everything backwards. Everything was so messed up in my head.

"Sonny," I tried to smile

"Sonny..." She pondered "Yah, I know you. You're from that T.V. show 'So Random!'"

"Used to be." I said sadly

"Oh, well I didn't hear anything about that, but I have to tell you, the show got really good after you joined, a shame you're leaving. If you don't mind me asking, I can see you're really sad. Why are you leaving?" She asked, obviously this was a very caring woman, or girl. I don't know when you change from one to the other.

"Well, I love the show. It's what keeps me going. But recently my sister passed away in a plane crash. Her funeral's tomorrow and my mom and I have decided to stick with each other. We thought it'd be... best." I finished, tears arising in my eyes again.

"I'm so sorry," she responded genuinely "Do you want to talk about it? I mean is there anything else?"

"Well, yah. This boy, but it seems so stupid to be thinking about a boy when your sister, died." I said. I really have felt guilty about it. I mean my sister's dead and I can still manage to think about Chad. Stupid Chad making me think about him when he's suppose to be out of my life.

"You must really like him then, but I know how you feel. I lost my Grandma, only a month ago. We were so close. Everyone thinks 'oh it's just your grandma' but they don't get it. No one get's it. She lived only a half hour away and I would hang out with her all the time…" She said

"Thank you! At least someone understands. Someone gets that they're not just your 'sister' or your 'grandma'. But I still feel really bad for thinking about this boy over and over again…" I pondered thinking about Chad yet again. No, I just need to get over him; he's not part of my life anymore.

"I'm guessing you're leaving him. How 'bout you tell me about him?" she suggested.

So I did. I told her about all our stupid fights, and how I'd always get lost in his eyes and then suddenly have to snap out of it. I told her about how he was always a jerk to everyone, but for some reason was so nice to me. I told her how he held me when I was crying, then how we hated each other again the next week. I told her everything, I didn't know why, but it felt good. It felt good to get it all off my chest. We exchanged cell numbers after we talked, feeling a deeper connection. Our cellphones beeped saying that the contact was saved and she talked again.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say he's got it bad for you, and maybe you got it bad for him." She concluded

"He told me he loved me before I got on the plane, and I ran away." I said quietly.

"Oh…" she whispered back "But, do you love him?" I nodded, tears springing to my eyes, for what, the 25th time today?

"Then why didn't you tell him?" She asked

"Because I just figured it out, and I just, I didn't know what to say. Even if I had known then I still think I would have ran away." I answered

"Sonny, you need to go back after the funeral. If this is love, if this is really love, you have to go for it. If you don't, you'll regret it your whole life. Trust me, I know." She said, looking like she was pondering a memory. "Plus you're amazing on 'So Random!'" she smiled.

"Thanks Crystal, I guess I have a lot of thinking to do." I said. Oh heck yah I do.

"Anytime, so who is this mystery guy anyways?" she asked now curious. I mean I talked an hour about him to her, might as well tell her.

"Chad Dylan Cooper. But don't tell the tabloids, they'd freak." She gasped. I mean, what else would you expect when you tell someone that Chad Dylan Cooper told you that he loves you. If I was hearing this from someone else I would gasp.

"Chad. Dylan. Cooper." She said pronouncing each syllable.

"yah, I know, I know Cha…" but I didn't finish my thought before she interjected,

"Chad Dylan Cooper's my brother." She said slowly. I soaked in each word she was saying. I looked at her again. Now thinking about it, she really did look like him – all accept the hair color. Actually, it was really frustrating me that it was different. I didn't know why though…

"What?" I asked. "He's your… brother?" I asked again.

"Yes." She answered shortly but intensly.

"But your hair color, I'm sorry, but I just thought it'd be blonde like…"

"Chad's." she finished, "Yah, I know, I dyed it. I mean if I didn't, really everyone would see that I was his sister if I kept my hair blonde, and I was really sick of the questions…"

"Yah, I would see how that would be…" Neither of us finished our thoughts. Instead we sat there in silence for a couple minutes before she said,

"So you love my brother."

Chad POV

I got back to my dressing room and thought about the diary. She said she liked me, no doubt about it. And I loved her. I thought and thought, and then an idea occurred to me. What if we didn't have to be away from each other? What if I went their. I mean, even if it was just for a week so I could be with her during the funeral then I could visit her on weekends and… I don't know. But I was going to make it work, whether she wanted me there or not. I picked up my phone and dialed Jeff's (the dude who does everything for me when I'm to lazy to do stuff… which is often) number.

"Jeff?" I asked

"Yes Mr. Cooper." He answered

"Get me my private jet, I'm going to Wisconsin."

So… You like it. See why I'm not crystal? See! I'm quite excited about this chapter and I promise you next couple chapters they'll be whole lotta Channy stuff. Oops don't wanna give away the next chapters. But i'm just so dang excited. PLEASE REVIEW! Ill go crazy, I'll die in a hole, then you won't get anymore "When Sonny's not Sunny" and you'll feel so bad because you didn't click the green button and review.