Hey guys!

First of all, thank you for letting me know that there are still some Channy fans out there! So thank you! Shout out to the people who reviewed: Micetta, xXxStompingOnRosesxXx, MollywoodStar, Nafiza, DannySamLover20, and Starry'End.

And because of your positive feedback, I've decided to continue.(:

So thank you and I hope you enjoy this next Chadpter (haha see what I did there? :P)!

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Sonny's POV

"CHAD!" I screamed. "DAMN IT, CHAD! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" I held up the script.

I knew it wasn't like me to swear. Then again, it wasn't like me to stomp on to the Mackenzie Falls set dripping wet with the scent of rain clinging onto my skin. But hey, I was from Wisconsin. Rain was the closest to snow, and I might as well take advantage of it. I was a little homesick.

"Whoa, whoa, Sonny…" he turned around, his eyes widened and his lips frowned. Ugh. It was so hard to be mad at a creature so… god-like. Perfect golden hair, deep blue eyes… it was so unfair. "No need to curse. Never thought I'd hear America's Good Girl swear," he chuckled.

I stared at him and scoffed. "It's not impossible. And I didn't come over here just to curse in your face."

"Fine, fine. I'll pretend I care," he rolled his eyes. "What's wrong?"

"C'mon Chad. You know exactly what's wrong," I held up the script.

Chad chuckled. "You found that Blondie's guest starring on Mackenzie Falls?"

"Her name is TAWNI, and yes I did," I replied shortly.

"So then, what's your problem?" his lips formed a firm line.

"Tawni plays YOUR love interest—"

"THAT'S your problem?" Chad interrupted, chuckling again. "Jealous my lips will be all over hers?"

"There's a… kiss?" I spluttered out. "You must be effing crazy."

Chad chuckled even more. I'd probably be even angrier if I didn't find his chuckles so adorable. I had to remember that I was thinking about the drama jerk next door who was not only the ultimate rival to So Random! but just plain stuck-up.

"Dang… the F-bomb Munroe… Just admit it. You're jealous," he added smugly.

"Why would I be jealous?" I said with an edge in my voice, not exactly giving a yes or no answer, hoping to avoid lying altogether.

"Bet you wanna kiss me, Munroe."

"Psh… kiss you? Suuuure," I said, dripping with sarcasm.

"C'mon. You know you wanna."

"I know that I don't," I pouted. "And I'm NOT jealous."

Great. I was lying through my teeth now.

"Then why are you here? You have a problem with me kissing Tawni because YOU'RE JEALOUS," he said almost singing it.

"No," I insisted. "What was I supposed to do when I went to my dressing room and see Tawni sobbing? Just stand there?"

"You hate Tawni. You're not here because of her," he smirked.

"Think again. I'm America's Sweetheart remember?"

"But you're still jealous," he smirked.

"Again, I'M NOT."

"Denial!" he said shortly.

"I'm NOT in DENIAL either," I replied gruffly.

"Oh please, there's evidence. Your face is scarlet," he pointed out.

"That's how my face is," I argued.

"Jealous…" he said, singing it again.

"I'm leaving," I said smugly, and stomped off, my hair leaving countless drops of water all over the marble floor.

"Sonny!" he said as if he didn't want me to leave.

I turned around. "What?"

"So Random!'s set is THAT way," he said almost laughing as he pointed to the opposite direction I was going.

Ugh. I didn't care how much of a Greek God he looked like. All I knew was that I hated Chad Dylan Cooper. "Thanks," I said, rolling my eyes. Then I stomped off in the opposite direction of where I was going, trying to have that dramatic effect which didn't happen. There was proof it didn't work. Because out of the corner of my eye, I could've sworn I saw the one and only Chad Dylan Cooper laughing his head off.

The trip to my dressing room (near the set) seemed longer than usual. My head was drowning in thoughts. I was questioning myself. Why did I feel so jealous? I didn't like Chad in the first place. But why did I feel such a pang of jealousy? It seemed stupid. Why Chad? Why couldn't I like someone like… Nico? Or Grady? They're nice guys. But of course… they're Nico… and Grady. Not Chad. Did I all of a sudden have a taste for stuck-up bad boys?

Maybe. That'll have to be my answer for now.

Another question: Did I actually want to kiss him? No. No, I didn't. But the thought of someone else kissing him… I'd rather kiss him than watch someone else. Especially Tawni.

And why was I so bugged that TAWNI was going to get to kiss him? I bet he's kissed a lot of girls. Not just for acting, but for real. An image came into my mind: A million girls, all prettier than me, all lined carefully, in front of what seemed to be a… kissing booth. Paying a few bucks for a kiss from the one and only… Chad Dylan Cooper. Beautiful blondes, extremely attractive brunettes, spunky gorgeous red heads batting their eyes trying to steal his heart... waiting for their turn for a kiss, probably hoping for a make-out session. And in the front of the line Tawni was -

I pushed that thought away and shivered.

I finally made it to the dressing room, just to find Tawni still on the couch, bawling her head off, contrasting from Chad's emotion I had just left. I had seen Tawni cry, but not like this.

Instead of the flawless crying scene she had always done with her mascara not running and just that single teardrop on her cheek with soft but dramatic sobs (no wonder they wanted her to guest star on Mackenzie Falls), she was wailing, her make-up dripped down to the cheap carpet we had (unlike Mackenzie Falls marble… ugh) and her face was all wet.

I had registered what happened. She just found out that she would have to guest star on Mackenzie Falls.

I didn't even bother asking what happened. "I'm sorry," I said softly. She just wailed more.

I felt that I needed to comfort her somehow, putting my jealousy aside. I knew that she wouldn't enjoy the kiss or anything. I guess I was just jealous because she had the opportunity…? I don't know. I sighed.

I went to change into something dry and wringed my hair to deprive it of the little water that was still in my hair, then towel-dried. I came back out and sat on the couch next to Tawni.

She sniffed once, then asked me softly, "What the heck did you do?"

"Dance in the rain," I giggled a little bit. "Childish I know."

"And your make-up's all ruined… you look like a mess."

"I know. To think I went to Mackenzie Falls looking like this."

"Why?"

Um… what should I say? "Had my daily fight with Chad," I half-smiled. "I confronted him about next week's Mackenzie Falls script."

"Thanks," she sniffled.

Wow, Tawni said 'thanks'? Never thought I'd live to see the day.

"No problem," I replied. "I'm sorry about that."

"I have to kiss him!" the words escaped her mouth. "Oh my!"

"I feel sorry for you," I lied smoothly. "It'll all be okay."

"They all hate me."

"Who?"

"The rest of the cast…" she said, sobbing quietly.

"I don't hate you."

"I know," she attempted to smile.

I hugged her. She attempted hugging back, but it was just a little awkward. We both let go after a few seconds.

"It's just acting I guess…" she wiped her face.

"Here, I'll even go over your lines with you. Not the kiss…" I said awkwardly. "But I can at least try to help. Just pretend that I'm Chad playing Mackenzie," I said lightly.

"Thanks," she said again.

And we spent the rest of the rainy day reading a Mackenzie Falls script, which surprisingly gave off a warm feeling, like two good old friends coming together meeting for the first time in years.

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And for those who might feel a little iffy on the swearing: sorry, I don't usually swear in my stories. I just felt that Sonny had to have a different type of character to express how mad and jealous she is. So sorry if you were offended in any way or felt it wasn't necessary: I'll try to keep the swearing to a minimal.

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