"Sonny?" Sonny heard Chad knock on the door and call her name. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. It was 6:58. Wow. He was early. She didn't expect that.
"Uh, yeah, I'm coming!" She called. Sonny quickly applied a coat of mascara, grabbed her wallet and cell phone, and opened the door. "Hey Chad-"
Her mouth fell open when she saw him. His hair had been brushed to perfection (even more than it usually was, which she had considered impossible before that moment), he was wearing a crisp blue collared shirt and nice pants. He even smelled good...fancy cologne? Man, he cleans up good, she thought.
He noticed her staring and gave a cocky smile. "I know I look good, Munroe. You can admit it," he winked.
Her rolled her eyes. He was back. "Well, Chadikins, nothing you say can ruin my mood," she played up her natural perkiness.
His smile faltered. She's really intent on making me crack first, isn't she? he grimaced. You've just gotta suck it up, Chad, he told himself. "Right, so, uh, let's go," he held out his hand. Sonny took his hand uncertainly and they began down the hallway, towards the garage.
After a few moments of awkward silence, she spoke. "So, uh, what exactly are we doing tonight?"
He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. "Oh, not like that, Chad!" she slapped his arm playfully and he snickered. "I meant, where are you taking me?"
"Well, we have reservations at La Bergerie, and then we can go see a movie. I was thinking maybe 17 Again?" Chad asked.
"Aren't you in that?" Sonny pushed open the door of the studio as they headed to the parking lot. "Exactly." He grinned. Sonny gave him a disgusted look.
"Here we are, Munroe. You like?" he gestured to the shiny black, million-dollar sportscar in front of her.
"This is your car?" she gasped. "It's amazing!" She caught herself. "But I mean, it's a total gas guzzler, ya know. Tryin' to kill the planet with your acting and your car?" she tried to joke.
He gave her an annoyed look and pulled open the door for her. Here we go, she thought to herself.
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The first ten minutes of the car ride were painful for Sonny. Not only was Chad sitting next to her, but they were enveloped in total silence. She hated silence, and she was never good at it anyway, so she spoke up.
"So, uh, did you hear that Tawni and James are back together? I mean, you'd think she'd have learned her lesson back when he dumped her then went out with me then got with her again and-" she glanced over at him and saw him slightly rolling his eyes and sighing. "Well, you know. What do you think?" she finished uncomfortably.
Chad glanced over at her. "I think that he's an idiot,"
"Why? He was your friend, wasn't he?" Sonny was surprised. She had always thought that Chad and James had gotten along. After all, they both had huge egos.
"Dumping girls like that...he's just a jerk," Chad shook his head. "I'm the only one around here who gets to be mean to you randoms."
Sonny smiled to herself. "But I'd expect Chad Dylan Cooper to do the same thing," she countered. "I mean, the dumping girls heartlessly and all that," she added.
Chad gripped the steering wheel. He could be a jerk, and he knew that. But he couldn't believe Sonny would think that he was such an asshole. "I don't do that. Chad Dylan Cooper has class," he answered tightly.
Sonny slunk down in her seat, unsure of what to say next. "Is this it?" she pointed to the restaurant across the street with La Bergerie written in fancy script above the door. The lights were off, and there were hardly any cars in the parking lot.
He turned into the parking lot, craning his neck to see why the restaurant was seemingly empty. "What? I made reservations!" Without so much as a glance at Sonny, he threw open the car door and rushed towards the doors of La Bergerie.
Sonny followed after him. "What's going on?" She asked, when she saw his upset face. She glanced at the door and saw a sign hanging. "Due to a sudden mishap, La Bergerie will be until further notice. We apologize for any inconveniences." Sonny read quietly.
"Goddamnit!" Chad banged his hand against the door. "I can't believe this would happen. I know the manager personally!"
Sonny placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, don't worry about it. I can't pronounce anything on the French menu anyway," she tried to soothe him.
He glared at her. "Well, so much for our 'date'," he said matter-of-factly.
"You know what? I have an idea," she smiled.
I know it's a pretty uneventful chapter, and it's not exactly crucial to the story (well it sort of is), but more's coming! I'll probably update tomorrow or something :) Keep reviewing, please!