Hey guys!

Sorry I haven't been on in a while! But I can a good explanation: I didn't want to.

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Hahaha, just kidding! The truth is, I've been studying and working like crazy for school… at my school it hits you hard. Or maybe it's just such a shock because I'm not used to waking up before noon. It's not very pleasant to me. But anyways… I've been reading the last chapter (how lame is that, getting caught up on my own story. I'm not very pleased) and it was again a little weird… they've already kissed, what's supposed to happen now?

So then I had an idea… which I'm going to type up now! Enjoy!(:

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Chad's POV

Practice was going well. I found myself actually thinking that Sonny was a good actress. And to think, a Random? A good actress? Please… maybe the kiss was going to my head. Fortunately, I swore to myself that I would avoid the subject as much as possible. Less awkward, right?

It's perfectly good. Yes, good. Good. Good. Fine. Fine. Wow, this was going to my head. It was bad enough I did it with Sonny, but now with myself? Geez. Sonny can really mess up your mind with her… cuteness. Stupid cute.

By the way, to all you 'Channy' fans out there, I know what you're thinking. Aw, Chad just said that Sonny is cute! That totally means that he likes her! Diddly Dum Dee… psh, please. Me? Liking Sonny? Tsk. I pity your lack of thinking ability. If there is any ability at all. I was just pointing out a fact about Sonny's cuteness, because well, she is cute. Is she not?

Stupid cute.

And while I'm on the subject, 'Channy' sounds like a disease, by the way. And it'll never happen because I'm as un-attracted to her as she is to me? Okay? Good. Good. Sonny and I will never be a couple.

Sigh…

Did I just sigh? That was awkward. And great, now I'm ranting to a non-existent audience… And CDC does NOT rant. Ever. God, Sonny is getting to me… I'm moving on with the story.

So practice is going great. We get done with like twenty scenes just between Sonny and me within about an hour and we figure we'll be ready to film it in the coming week, maybe get it done early so we have some free time, meaning we show up to work, don't really work, and get paid (it's a good life). We've done most scenes, pretty much everything but the kiss, which totally worked out for me… just lessened the awkwardness between us, though nobody else knew about it. From what I heard, Sonny demanded that we don't practice the kiss, that we can just do it onscreen when the time comes. She seems to be dragging it out…

Ah… funny, funny little Sonny. She thinks she can do that. But please, once she's forced to kiss me, we're going to be in love. I mean she. She will be in love with ME. Yeah, that's what I meant.

So in the middle of practice I decided to go take a break, and five minutes later, I come back to see Sonny laughing and smiling like always, but this, this was a big deal. You know why? She wasn't just laughing and smiling and being her dandy little sunny sunshiny self. She was with FINNICK.

Finnick Valtameri.

Now, the only reason why I've bothered to learn his name, is because he plays Finnick (why are everyone's first names the same on the show, but mine? But I guess Chad Dylan Cooper Falls doesn't have the same ring as Mackenzie Falls…), my half-step-step cousin in law. Though he isn't as handsome and charming as moi, he had undeniably good looks. And suddenly, his innocent sea green eyes and windswept bronze hair never seemed so enviable.

And even worse, they were canoodling. I wouldn't be surprised if they started making out right then and there… though the thought would be utterly disgusting.

Okay, so maybe not canoodling, but they were completely flirting. I know what a girl looks like when flirting, you think I haven't had millions of girls flirt with me? Please. This was an area of my expertise. And noticing the body language, she was totally into him. And he was putting on his famous flirtatious face that he usually had, sweet talking her like crazy. It was so… I was so… I can't believe that…

Ugh. Nevermind, because knowing you, you're gonna bring up some Channy crap you made up.

So I spend like an hour there, maybe kinda watching them. Not spying. Watching, they're completely different things. And then she finally comes over to the snack table where I was. I bring up the topic nonchalantly, "So who was that, Sonny?"

She looked at me, took a piece of chocolate, and scoffed, "You should know him, he's on your show."

Oh wow. I can't believe that started out with such a stupid question. "Well, he's not as important," I told her. "Who was that?"

She plopped the small piece of chocolate in her mouth and bit down on it. "Wow this is some really good chocolate…" she tried to change the subject, but I don't necessarily know why. I still kept staring at her, expecting an answer. "Well if you must know everything…" she started, her voice sounding dull, then quickly changing into the happy, bubbly Sonny voice everyone loves. "His name is Finnick. Finnick Valtameri…" she sighed, half smiling. It sickened me. "He offered me a sugar cube. We talked. We have a date tonight at the beach."

"What?" I asked, not believing what I was hearing.

"Finnick and I have a –" she repeated as if she thought I didn't hear her before, but she knew that I very well knew what he previously said.

"Munroe, I know what you said," I interrupted. "Why are you going out with Finnick?"

She shrugs, "Well maybe I want to. And Finnick is the only person on the Falls that my cast approves of, because he's actually NICE to us."

Oh, so now she accuses me of being a jerk. Well that's fine. Of course she has in the past, but this time she meant it. Or perhaps she meant it all those other times too, just this time I realized the message.

"But Finnick's a –" I paused. I couldn't say jerk. In fact, I wish he were a jerk. That way I would have an excuse for her not to go out with him. The real thing was Finnick was basically perfect. Not that I'm not perfect, but when I mean perfect to describe him, I mean his record was perfectly clean. Goody Two Shoes. Of course someone like him would have a shot with Sonny. Why didn't I make it like a freakin' goal to make sure they wouldn't cross paths? Yes, that's what I should've done.

There brings up the delirious question all you 'Channy' lovers are going to bring up. But, oh beautiful gorgeous handsome perfect greatest actor of our generation Chad Dylan Cooper, why do you mind that Sonny goes out with this guy that doesn't even compare to you? Perhaps, great Chad Dylan Cooper, you must be jealous? Nah, nah, I'm not JEALOUS of FINNICK. Of all people to be jealous of? Please. And to be jealous of Finnick just because he had a date with a Random? C'mon. I'm better than that.

"But Finnick's a…?" Sonny asked, waiting for me to finish my train of thought while plopping another cube of chocolate in her mouth. Her chestnut colored hair flowing past her shoulders and her innocent, child-like brown eyes looking up and me. Her toothy grin that made me—I mean people love her. Then I realize that THAT'S the reason I don't want her to go out with Finnick.

"Nevermind," I mumbled. "You can't just go on a date right after I kiss you."

She raises an eyebrow. "What kiss?" Then she smiled and said, "I thought we were going to forget about it, because it was an accident."

How can a kiss be an accident? I'm not saying that I, per say, did it on purpose but… "I thought you planned it out," I smirked.

"It wasn't PLANNING," she shot back. "It was fantasiz—I mean, not fantasizing just… ugh! Don't do that!"

I shrugged. "What?"

"Confusing me with that—that look and your eyes and your… everything!" she groaned.

I wasn't doing anything with my face. Or my eyes. Not on purpose at least.

"Geez, Munroe. You can't get enough of me can you?" I joked.

"The kiss never happened. I'm going out with Finnick tonight. And everything will be okay!" she beamed. "And I'm NOT, repeat NOT –"

"Not," I smirk.

She scowled at me. "Not going to let you ruin this, okay? Because Finnick is actually a really sweet guy and I wanna make the best of it."

I watched as she grabbed a handful of chocolate cubes, taking one and throwing it up in the air, catching it in her mouth and smiling like there was no tomorrow as she skipped out of the studio sighing and humming. BOY sighing and humming.

This was bad. Very, very bad.

But knowing me, Chad Dylan Cooper, I already had a plan. I took my phone out and jabbed in a number I had already memorized for special emergencies.

"Hello Chad?" the voice said on the other line.

I grinned. "Hey Selena. I was wondering if you were free tonight?"

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Okay, okay I know what people are going to say. Selena and Chad? Please, that's so cliché. So I admit, yes it's a bit cliché, but I had to find something to get the story to move along… so I hope to make this cliché idea as un-cliché as I can, okay? Fine. Fine. Good. Good.

Overall, I'm happy that I found time to update. Haha :3

Anyways, please voice your thoughts by reviewing and I hope to see you all very soon!