"Okay, David, I'm at the high school…Why am I at the high school?" Sonny asked into her phone.
David appeared in front of her, coming from the auditorium (for those of you who don't know what that is, it's a theatre for plays and orchestra concerts and stuff). "Look, this is where we were able to meet up and this theatre has enough space for us." He shut his phone, talking right to her.
"Fine." Sonny looked around and froze. "Jeff is here!" Jeff was their photographer and videographer for music videos and photo shoots. "Why is Jeff here?"
"Sonny, just please re-enter the band. We all miss you and we all miss each other. The band isn't a band without their lead singer." David guided her into the theatre and up onto the stage. Sonny looked at all of them; the drummer (Pete), the bassist (Gloria), keyboardist (David), and Kevin, the lead male guitarist and singer. All their dancers were there too.
"You called everyone?" Sonny was astonished.
"No, I called only the band and everyone found out, coming to see you." He responded, setting up his keyboard. "Maybe to let everyone know we're back, we can make a music video?" He was hopeful.
Sonny licked her lips, looking at everyone's puppy dog pouts. "Alright." She smiled. "Yeah, I even have a song and an idea. The idea was, ironically, based in a high school." She took out sheets of music and handed it to everyone. There were over twenty dancers and they all sat down in the seats.
They rehearsed and rehearsed and rehearsed.
"Okay, let's make the video." Sonny announced. They had created a playback while they rehearsed. All they needed was the footage.
Sonny stood in an empty hallway, guitar strapped to her back. She started singing.
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"Whoa, Chad, check this out! Drenched is back!" Sam, another star of Mackenzie Falls, announced. Everyone crowded around the TV.
They watched the new music video, bobbing their heads to the music. At first, there was a very angry girl standing in an empty hallway with a guitar strapped to her back.
"Is it fair to say you played me for a fool Is it fair to say you used me that's the truth You've been lying all the time and now I'm mad You drove me to the vodka shots and knocked them back," She started crying while yelling the lyrics. People started coming out of classrooms, in slow-motion, and she was looking around at everyone normally. She threw herself against the lockers, back to them, and sang her heart out.
"I bet you never thought that I would be a basket case I'm going crazy cuz your hooked on someone And that someone isn't me Bet you never thought that I would be a psycho bitch like The kind of girl that's gonna smash your head lights No that someone isn't me," She stared at camera as the sprinklers from the ceiling went off. Her make-up started running and her hair was sticking to her face. It cut to the girl standing in a recording studio, singing with the headphones on, into a microphone, all dry.
"Is it fair to say went and hit the lock Do you thing that I should say it to the cops When they ask me where I was the seventeenth Should I be like you and say it wasn't me,"
The girl was now looking at this guy holding a girl close to his body, smiling and dazzling the girl; she was still singing.
"I bet you never thought that I would be a basket case I'm going crazy cuz your hooked on someone And that someone isn't me Bet you never thought that I would be a psycho bitch like The kind of girl thats gonna smash your head lights No that someone isn't me ," She shook her head, walking away, holding the neck of the guitar on her back.
She came upon a nice Porshe, smiling. She glanced at camera and swung the guitar off her shoulders and held it by the neck like a baseball bat. In slow-motion, while the song kept playing, lyrics "Does she do what I don't Is she beautiful or Will she go where I won't go" she smashed the guitar against the car, destroying it and damaging the car.
"na na na na na la la (x6)" was in the background while a big guy dragged her away from the car, and then it cut to her singing into a microphone in the hallway, soaked, water still falling.
"I bet you never thought that I would be a basket case I'm going crazy cuz your hooked on someone And that someone isn't me (x2) Bet you never thought that i would be a psycho bitch like The kind of girl thats gonna smash your head lights No that someone isn't me." The song ended in her throwing the stand, having it clatter loudly to the floor, and her walking away from the camera and fading away.
"Wow, that was awesome!" Portlyn cheered, eating frozen yogurt.
Chad nodded. "I'm getting more yogurt." He was out. He threw the cup in the trash and headed toward the cafeteria.
As he entered, he saw someone from the back, looking completely drenched. She had long brown hair- almost black since it was wet- and wore dark skinny jeans, a red V-neck with elbow length sleeves, and brown wedges. She also wore many bangles on her wrists, a spiky necklace, and many silver rings. She was humming the tune to Psycho Bitch (The song above by Lesley Roy) quietly.
"Is it raining outside?" Chad asked, trying to make conversation. He didn't really know who he was talking to.
The girl turned around and it was none other than Sonny Monroe. She shook her head. "No, it's fine out. Why do you ask?" She grabbed a cup and started filling it with yogurt.
Chad picked a strand of her hair up and held it out before dropping it to make a point. "Your hair's wet, YOU'RE wet. Why are you wet?"
"Um, it was for a video." She explained.
"Oh, hey, that reminds me; Drenched, that awesome band, came together again. They just made a new video." Chad got himself some yogurt.
Sonny smirked. "What'd you think of the video?" She scooped some yogurt into her mouth.
He shrugged. "It was good- funny. Great message: Don't piss off a girl who has a temper or a guitar."
Sonny laughed. "Well, then, two reasons why you shouldn't piss me off."
Chad acted scared. "Please, like you could EVER hurt me."
Sonny raised an eyebrow. "I actually could, Chad."
"Yeah, but like you would."
Sonny smiled.
"You wouldn't, would you?" Chad asked, nervous.
Sonny laughed. "I won't do anything." She assured him. "But I'm glad you liked the video."
"…Why?"
"That's why I'm drenched. I created Drenched, Chad. You saw ME singing," Sonny threw out the now empty yogurt cup.
"Whoa, no way; you are NOT part of Drenched." Chad was skeptical.
Sonny raised an eyebrow. "Fine, you don't believe me." She took out a card. "Here's your invite." She smiled tightly, walking away.
"Wait," Chad called. Sonny stopped walking and turned around. "What do you mean?"
Sonny rolled her eyes. "You and your cast can come to the concert tomorrow. It's in the park. Information is on the card." With that she left.
No way. Chad would NOT go to Sonny's so called concert. He had to admit though…she did look good wet. No! He thought, refusing to believe that he just thought that. She's just a friend-not even! But no matter what, he would not go to the concert.
She could not make him go. He wouldn't. He won't.
Damn it, he is…