Sonnys pov
I sit in my dressing room looking at myself in the mirror. But not really seeing myself. I am thinking. Thinking about what I'm doing. Marrying Jake. I love him. I really do. But deep in my heart there's a longing for some one else. Chad. We've been with each other but not with each other for ages. He had all that time to make a move and ask me out. But he didn't.
I remember when I first started to date Jake. Chad was noticeably jealous…..
"Your so adorable," Jake compliments as we walk into the condor studios cafeteria.
"Aww thanks," I say back in a cutsie voice.
"I'll go get us some lunch sit down," he say motioning to the table next to us for me to sit.
"K," I say and sit down and wait for him to come back.
"So who's that," Chad says from the table behind me in a jealousy voice but I pretend not to notice.
"Oh Jake?" I as.
"Yeah him," he says with a smug face.
"Oh he's my new BOOOYFRIEND," I say making sure to emphasize boyfriend to make Chad jealous ,"why do you care?" I ask.
"I-I Don't," he says," he just doesn't seem your type," he adds and pretends to get pre-occupied with the tween weekly magazine in his hand.
"Really? What do you think my type is?" I ask curios what his answer will be.
"Well I-I don't know maybe a more masculine." he says phrasing it more like a question than answer.
"Masculine? You don't think Jake is Masculine?" I ask.
"Well I don't know ok?" he says.
"Just admit it your jealous!" I say.
"I will not admit a lie!" he says.
"Ok Chad whatever you say," I say.
"Good," he says.
"Good."
"Fine."
Fine."