A/N: Hey, everyone! So, I would like to thank you for the favorites, the one review I got for the second chapter (:(), and the subs. and I hope you all like it. I really do. :D Review, please? I have a few ideas for this, and I will write if you will review.
Disclaimer: Yup, I won Sonny With a Chance..... WOOOHOO.
Mom: Your really starting to worry me with this Sonny With a Chance thing....... I'm starting to wonder if I should get you some help.....
Me: Not the nice men in the white coats!
Realizing who the two people in front of her was, Sonny leaned back, her breathing harsh and shallow. Her bangs were hanging slightly over her eyes, and Chad felt the need to move them out of her face, so he could see more of her eyes, but he resisted the urge.
"Grady," Sonny said, relieved, at the same time Chad said, "Portlyn," in the same tone. Grady looked slightly taken back at the surprise appearance of Sonny and Chad in the vents. Portlyn smiled, her eyes smoldering at Chad, her brown, almost black, hair falling into perfect ringlets.
"Hi, Chaddy," she sang out, her white teeth standing out against her tan skin. Chad gave a tight-mouth smile, obviously uncomfortable at the way his cast mate was staring at him.
Sonny, ignoring an odd feeling that she was getting in her stomach, thought, why is he uncomfortable? I thought he loved it when girls liked him……..
"Hi, Port," Chad said, popping his fingers, as they lapsed into silence again, only this time with four peoples quiet breathing. Sonny seemed to be the first to realize that they were still in a vent, looking for the dressing rooms.
"What are you doing in here?" she broke the silence, pointing her question at Grady, rather than him and Portlyn, who was still staring at Chad.
Grady explained, "I was walking around the gate of Condor Studios, when Portlyn spotted a vent." Portlyn beamed over this fact, earning a roll of the eyes from Sonny and Grady. "So, we climbed into it, and when we did, Portlyn shut the vent because we say a team." Portlyn's smile never faltered.
"How genius am I?" she said, her bright teeth standing out from her tan skin. Sonny giggled.
"Genius," she lied, and then added, "Chad did the same thing. Getting us stuck in the vents. Except we came through the backdoor." Grady rolled his eyes.
"Why am I not surprised?" he said. "They're both on Mackenzie Stalls, so there minds probably think alike."
Chad grinned. "Great minds think alike." He was obviously pleased that he found a loophole in that diss.
"As do stupid ones," Sonny added. Chad made a faux-hurt face.
"That cut deep, Sonny," he said, putting a hand over his heart, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Really deep. Like, as deep as my ocean blue eyes deep. Deeper, in fact."
"It couldn't have," Sonny countered. "You're heart isn't that deep." Grady laughed, louder than needed, sending a small echo through the vents.
"Burn!" he bellowed. "We should start calling you Toast." He smiled evilly.
Portlyn was staring at them, her expression confused, wondering, and hurt.
"Wait, should we be offended?" she cried out finally, looking towards Chad for the answer. Chad shook his head at his cast-mates stupidity.
Sonny sighed. "We can't fight. In fact, I think we should make an alliance. I mean it would help us." Chad groaned, but nodded.
"Whatever," he said, shaking out his blonde hair; it fell right back into place. "If it would help." Portlyn was about to say something, but was cut off by Chad. "An alliance is where we promise not to go against each other." Portlyn's face went into one of understanding.
"Oh! Why didn't you just say that?" she said, rolling her eyes. She flipped her dark hair over her shoulder and scoffed at there 'stupidity.' Sonny sighed.
She put on a hollow voice, just to get Portlyn to shut up, she said, "Why didn't I think of that?" Portlyn put a smug look on her face, her perfectly plump eye lashes touching her eyebrows every time she blinked.
"My thought's exactly," she said, smiling. "I'm glad we finally understand each other." Sonny gaped at how stupid this girl could be.
Her mouth closed, and she returned to the matter at hand. "Yeah, whatever. Let's just get back on subject. Alliance?" She held out her hand to Grady, who shook it heartily, then to Portlyn, who touched it daintily. She then motioned for Chad to do the same, and he, for once, did what he was told.
"Okay," she said, then, after they forgot for the second time where they were, she remember she was in the vents. "How are we both going to win this challenge?"
Grady suggested, "We could each come back carrying half the list." Sonny nodded heartily.
"Great idea! We'll do just that," she announced, proud of her cast mate. Chad groaned loudly.
"I don't do share," Chad said, which annoyed Sonny; first, he could of at least used proper English. Second, he's going to have to deal.
"Deal, Chad," she said, frustration running through her voice. "We have to figure out how to get out of here." Grady nodded his agreement.
"Which way?" he asked.
"Well, Chad and I, mostly I, figured out that each of the items on this list are in all of our dressing rooms," she said. "Except for the one about the eggplant, of course. So, first, let's figure out where we are." She looked around for the vent shaft, and found one about ten feet ahead. Crawling over, she peeked through the narrow metal, and found they were above an unknown dressing room. Her brows ruffled in confusion, but she figured out it was Chad when she saw the huge, blown up poster of Chad Dylan Cooper. "Ah, it's the wicked witch of the north's dressing room."
Chad came up behind her, grinning cheekily when he saw the room. "Ah, my nice old dressing room." Sonny grimaced.
"Something we didn't think of," she said. "How are we going to get in?" Chad motioned for her to watch, and as she did, he hit the top with his elbow, the bottom with his fist, and, viola, it went flying open. Chad pulled himself out, then straightened his clothing.
Sonny followed him, with Portlyn and Grady right behind her. She gasped when she got a good look around. There was a china cabinet full of trophies, for best TV show actor, best #1 Teen Drama, Best TV show, and more. Then, the other side of the wall was made out of glass. Around the room there were more posters of him, sometimes with his cast, other times alone, and, rarely, with a fan. Or, Sonny wondered, was that a girlfriend?
"Where would the highlights be, Chad?" Sonny asked, looking around. She found a door, painted in a light gold, and figured he would probably have the highlights in there. Walking over to the door, she opened it, gasping when she saw what was inside.
Chad yelled, "No!" from the other side of the room, as Sonny gaped.