Sonny

I was screaming my head off. That is, I was screaming my head off until I found out that I wasn't falling. No, it wasn't that there was actually a floor underneath me and that it was an optical illusion. It was the fact that Chad caught me. I know, the jerk who only thinks about himself actually saved me. But, even though I was thinking of what a jerk he was, I was also thinking that, oh my God, Chad Dylan Cooper is saving me from falling to my-probably-death!

"Hold on!" Chad yelled.

"No, I'm just gonna let go and break my neck, thanks. Of course, I'm going to hold on!" I screamed.

"Really, Sonny? Really?" he asked.

"Now is not the time, Chad." I replied. I was now clawing at his arm trying to pull myself up. Chad was trying to fight my clawing, even though he was trying to keep me up.

"Ouch. Sonny, if you keep…clawing me…you're gonna pull…me down with you." he said between grunts. He was trying really hard to keep me up.

"I'm sorry!" I cried. I was on the verge of tears. This day was not good. Out of nowhere I started to hear screams. "What is-"

"Don't look down!" Chad yelled before I could. I was trying to see who was yelling. Since I couldn't use my eyes, I settled for my ears.

"Sonny! Oh my gosh! Chad Dylan Cooper, you are in so much trouble!" I heard Tawni yell. I could just picture her with one arm on her hip and one arm up in the air. She was probably shaking a finger at him, every now and again sticking her hand to her mouth.

"How did this happen? Tawni is right, Chad, when you two get down here, you are in serious trouble!" I heard Nico say.

"Guys, I kind of don't want to come down like this. Chad is the one keeping me from falling and getting seriously injured, so please don't threaten him!" I yelled down. I had my eyes closed this entire time and decided to look up at Chad. He had a look on his face that I couldn't read. He stopped trying to pull me up and slowly a smile appeared on his face.

"You just defended me." he said.

"Yes, because you're helping me! Chad, please pull me up. Please." I asked. He started pulling me up again.

"Oh no." Chad said.

"I don't like the sound of that. Don't 'oh no'. That's a bad sound, and nothing else bad can happen right now!" I yelled.

He tried to play it cool and just laugh but it was interrupted by a grunt.

"Sonny?" Chad said.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"You're going to have to hold on, really tight." he told me.

"Um…why?" I asked. I was scared of his answer.

"To keep me…held up…here, I'm…holding onto…this bar. I…didn't want…to fall with…you." he said.

"Okay, so what does that have to do with 'oh no'?" I asked.

"My hand is slipping off of the bar." he said with one quick breath.

My luck was just not getting any better. My bad luck started last week. I woke up in the middle of the night because I heard this loud noise. I went into my backyard, and found that my tree-house had fallen down. This almost made me cry because that was where I would practice a lot of the sketches I wrote on the weekends. I still couldn't figure out what I had done to get my bad luck but I was going to figure it out.

Ever since then I'd had to rub my Great Aunt Gloria's crusty feet, gotten a cold, lost a possible date because of Chad Dylan Cooper, and now I was about to fall about two stories. I really had to figure out whatever it was I did so that I could fix it. I could not live the rest of my life like this. It was something that I was going to need help with, but I wasn't sure who I was going to get the help from.

"Sonny!" Chad yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts. "I'm starting to fall. Can you swing your foot over on that side of the floor so that you can push us up?"

"I can try." I started to kick my foot toward the floor, but it was too far away. "The only way my foot is going to reach that is if I turn into Mr. Fantastic."

"Just find something to put your foot on." he replied, turned the other way.

I was looking around for something. I saw that on the other side from where I was trying to put my foot on earlier, the floor was a lot closer. "I'm going to try to get to the floor on the other side of me." Either Chad was too preoccupied with whatever he was doing, or he was just ignoring me. My foot was almost reaching the floor. I tried three times with no luck, but each time was getting closer. I was almost there when- "Uh oh."

"'Uh oh'?" Chad asked. He sounded very worried.

"Uh..no biggie…but…I think I have to sneeze." I told him.

"No. Sonny, do not sneeze. I mean it." he ordered.

"I…I don't think I have to anymore." I said. I heard him let out a sigh. It fine…until I did sneeze. When I did, all my muscles tensed up and caused me to turn into a ball. I also made me pull on Chad, who lost his grip on whatever he was holding onto, and he went flying over the edge. Luckily, for the both of us, he grabbed the edge of the floor, and was now holding both of us from falling.

"I told you not to sneeze!" Chad yelled.

"I'm sorry! I'm sick, and I couldn't help it." I replied.

"You guys, someone should be up there in a minute to pull you up!" Zora yelled.

"Why didn't anyone think about that five minutes ago?" I asked.

"You haven't been up there for five minutes! More like three." Grady said.

I guess I just wasn't noticing the time. Chad was doing a pretty good job of keeping us up there, but that didn't keep me from being nervous. The little white dots that came when I got dizzy popped up again. My hand started to slip.

"Sonny?" Chad said.

"Uh huh?" I asked. My other hand instinctively went to my head. I didn't feel so good, and I was scared that I was going to lose control of my muscles.

"Don't let go." he replied. He looked down at me and noticed that my hand was on my head. "I know that you're sick. I know that you don't feel good, but you are going to have to hold on tight, or you're going to fall. Trust me, you'll feel a lot worse than you do now if you fall."

"I'm…trying…" I started to say, but the white dots were now being filled with black fog spots. I felt like I was going to fall asleep, but I knew that I couldn't. Chad wouldn't be able to hold both of us up if I fell asleep. I would weigh more and it would be harder on him.

"Chad?" someone said from above us.

"Yeah! Help please!" he replied.

"Okay, give me your hand." whoever it was said.

There was a pause, and then Chad said, "Take Sonny first." There were shocked gasps from below us. I could feel myself being lifted and someone was saying my name. I was close to unconsciousness, but I could still hear everything that was going on.

"Sonny? You need to grab my hand." I heard from far away.

I reached out for nothing, and found someone's hand. They pulled me up, and when they laid me on the ground I found that I could open my eyes. I could see Chad's fingers still on the floor, holding himself up. It was Murphy, the security guard at Condor Studios, that helped us up. As Murphy helped up Chad, I thought about how strange it was that Chad let me up first.

The black fog was coming back. I closed my eyes again. I wasn't going to go to sleep, but I was most definitely going to call my mom when I got back to my room. I could tell that Chad got back up because his heavy breathing was close to me.

"The glass downstairs is gone now. Mr. Condor was very upset when he saw it and just shattered it right there. He said that whoever it was that was ordering the glass would have to order it in smaller pieces because they couldn't be blocking his hallway." Murphy said. After a minute he said, "What do you want to do with her?"

"I'm gonna bring her back to her dressing room. Is there a ladder out there?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'll go ahead and go down and then you can pass her to me. Then you come down and I'll give her back." Murphy replied.

Chad picked me up, and started walking out. How sweet. He was going to take me back to my dressing room. That meant a lot, considering Tawni would probably scratch his eyes out when she saw him. I felt myself being passed to Murphy.

Going down, my stomach felt like it had butterflies in it. It was because I was going down. Ever since I was a little girl, anytime I went straight down my stomach did flips. But this time it felt a little different.

Is it because I'm sick? I thought. Oh well. I'm too tired.

It was still for a minute and I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was in Chad's arms and he was still on the way to my room. Apparently, I wasn't asleep for very long.

"Hey there, sleepy." he said with a smile.

Did he just say something…nice? "Are we almost to my room?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Where's the thanks for saving you?" he asked.

There's the Chad I know and don't love. "Ugh. Thank you. Just put me down on the chair in my room."

He said something else but I fell asleep again. That cold was really taking a toll on me. Once again, I wasn't asleep for long. I woke up just as Chad was putting me down on the chair. I didn't open my eyes because I planned on relaxing for a little while and thought Chad was gone because of the silence.

Someone walked to the side of the chair. I could hear their footsteps. They put their hand on mine and said, "Please, Sonny, don't get with my cousin. It's really for your own good."

It was Chad. But why was he still in here and why was he talking about his cousin? Why was he so worried about it? Yeah, I knew that he didn't want me with anyone in his family, but this was a little far for Chad.

I felt his hand leave mine and heard him starting to leave. My eyes popped open and before I could stop myself, I said, "Chad?"

He turned around. "Yes, Sonny?" He actually looked worried. I had to think quick. I didn't know why I'd questioned him, but I did so I had to think of something.

"I need your help." I said. I didn't know where I was going with this, but if it came out bad I could blame it on being sick later.

"With…?" he asked. Chad actually looked interested. Was he going to help me with whatever it is? I thought he might.

"I, uh, I have been having some trouble lately." I paused. "You may have noticed by now, but I've been having some really bad luck. I mean nothing is going my way." Suddenly, I found myself telling him everything that was going through my mind the past days. I told him about everything that had happened that week. I told him that I'd been really messed up, and that I needed some help to figure it out.

He thought this over for a minute and then said, "Should you be on Mackenzie Falls right now? Because you sound like you were just cursed by a genie and need someone to help you break it."

"Yeah, I knew you wouldn't understand." For some reason I was really disappointed. I didn't know why. "Just hand me my phone and get out of here."

He looked around for a minute and then looked back at me. "Wow, Sonny. Lately you've been sounding more and more like me." That sounded more like the Chad I knew. I rolled my eyes and started to turn but he said, "Look, maybe you're just having a bad week."

"Have you ever had a bad week like this?" I asked.

"Of course not. I'm the CDC. I don't have bad weeks." he replied.

"Whatever, Chad. If you're not going to help me than you can at least not make fun of me. Please, just get my phone for me, though. I'm kind of scared to get up."

He sighed. "Sonny, I guess I'll help you. After all, if you don't get your luck thing fixed, you could wind up hurting this face. So, let's get this done."

"You're going to help me?" I asked.

"Didn't I just say that? I'll start helping you tomorrow." he said. He went over to the other side of the room and got my phone. "Here's your phone. If you need me just call."

"If I call you, I'll just get the answering machine of the phone you never use." I replied.

"Nah. I put my other number in your phone under CDC. I'm helping you so you're going to need my phone number. Call me later." he said. With that, he left the room.

I called my mom and asked her to come get me. She did. I knew that I was pretty sick. I proved it when I got home. Let's just say that I spent most of my day and night sleeping in the bathroom. I woke up the next morning with five text messages.

I've got it. If we're going 2 find out what hapnd 2 u, we need 2 know what u did the night b4 it all started.-CDC

Sonny, r u there?-CDC

I heard bout u bein sick. Sry.-CDC

Call me when ur better.-CDC

Marshall needs 2 talk 2 u. It's bout the trip.-CDC

I'd just call Marshall and Chad when I felt better. I still didn't and I hoped that I would by tomorrow or my mom probably wouldn't let me go on the trip. I was about to get up, but I was suddenly very tired again. I fell asleep and started to dream.

What confused me was what Chad had been in my dream…