OK, this one's my shortest yet, I think. But you hear (or read) what Sonny and Chad think of their situation and I think it's sweet what Chad does in this one (i have to say that, it's my story) Well, here it is!

Chapter 7-Chad is Back

Sonny's POV

Bad news. Chad is back.

This morning he walked in like he hadn't been gone. I saw him at lunch. He gave me a long, sad look. Whatever. I looked right through him like he didn't exist. My cast mates are being supportive, though. They're making sure that I'm not left alone at any time so Chad can't bother me. Right now, I'm sat in the prop house with Nico and Grady, who are playing a video game and want to get me involved. Sure, it's better than helping Tawni pick out outfits for the next WEEK. Pointless? Definitely.

Everyone's saying I'm not like myself. I can't make up funny sketches; no-one's calling me "funny" on set. Basically, I think I've lost my funny. Big problem. I just want to get over Chad, and fast.

Chad's POV

Alright, I'm beginning to lose it. Every time I try to talk to her, on of her "Chuckle buddies" steps in. She's been hanging out with them all week, and I'm sick of it. It means that I can't talk to her, and I need to talk to her. I need to do something to show her that I care. Well, good luck to me. Her friends may be annoying and stupid, but they're just like wolves. They hunt in packs. Annoying, stupid packs, but still, packs.

Every lunch since I came back I haven't been able to eat in peace without being interrupted by them. Doesn't anyone realise that I need food to stay awesome? Of course though, no Sonny. Why do they all have to come, and not even one little message or greeting from Sonny? Great. Then I got an idea.

Sonny's POV

Well, it's been a heck of week. Rehearsals, shows, more rehearsals, more shows. In fact, the only thing that's really changed has been my feud with Chad. Sure, I always feud with Chad, but this week, it's been different. It's not really been me doing the fighting; my cast mates have always been there to fight it for me. But tonight, tonight was different. I had to do the fighting, in my own apartment.

I'd told my Mom everything, and told her not to let Chad anywhere near me. Well, he was kinda stalking me now, it was obvious some day he'd come here. Just not tonight. It CAN''T be tonight.

It is tonight.

There was a knock at the door, and my Mom answered it.

"Oh. Hello Chad!"

Uh-oh!