I started playing the guitar in the recording studio. Drenched was doing the music score for the movie. We were recording a bunch of new songs so we could have variety. I had just finished writing the song yesterday. My eyes were close as we played.

Kevin was at the mic. "What day is it? And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive

I can't keep up and I can't back down

I've been losing so much time'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do

Nothing to lose

And it's you and me and all other people

And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of youOne of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right

I'm tripping on words

You've got my head spinning

I don't know where to go from here'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do

Nothing to prove

And it's you and me and all other people

And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of youThere's something about you now

I can't quite figure out

Everything she does is beautiful

Everything she does is right'Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do

Nothing to lose

And it's you and me and all other people

And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

and me and all other people with nothing to do

Nothing to prove

And it's you and me and all other people

And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of youWhat day is it?

And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive." Kevin had been reading the sheet music the entire time, and he immediately got into it.

We set up for another song, keeping a break between songs so they could split it for each song. Again, Kevin sang and I played guitar. The whole band was in the room; it was a very big room.

I also wrote this. "The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful

Stop me and steal my breath

Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky

Never revealing their depth

Tell me that we belong together

Dress it up with the trappings of love

I'll be captivated

I'll hang from your lips

Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above Chorus:

I'll be your crying shoulder

I'll be your love suicide

and I'll be better when I'm older

I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof

As we lie awake in my bed

You're my survival, you're my living proof

My love is alive not dead

Tell me that we belong together

Dress it up with the trappings of love

I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips

Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above Repeat Chorus I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead

Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said Repeat Chorus." {First song: You and Me by Lifehouse} {Second song: I'll Be by Edwin McCain} I was on a roll with all these songs for the movie!

~!!~

"Okay, Chad, we're going to stop the tour here. But you have to be quiet. It's a recording studio." Katie told me. I nodded, staying quiet.

We entered the room to see the band Drenched playing a song (in the middle of You And Me), Sonny sitting in a barstool like chair, playing guitar with her eyes closed.

"Okay, we can talk but we can't, like, scream." She told me. I held back a chuckle.

"Why is this here?" I asked, sitting in a spare chair next to the guy controlling the…control panel.

"They're doing the music for the movie. We didn't want to deal with diva bands so we asked Drenched since we knew they would do the score for this movie. Allison is really talented."

"They all are." I gave up a compliment, trying to be nice. They started a new song. (I'll Be) It sounded good, especially since it suited the band's style and personality.

"Yes, they are, but- Allison wrote these songs." The guy spoke up.

"Ally wrote the songs? Really, Mark?" Katie questioned taking a seat as well.

Mark nodded. "Yeah, they're reading straight from the music sheets. She brought the music in late last night. She was in a writing mood- it's hard to get her to write love songs as good as these."

"Love songs?" that got my attention.

He nodded. "Listen to the lyrics; all about love- well, most of them were." Mark glanced at Sonny, admiration in his eyes. Was he crushing on Sonny?! This dude was thirty-something, forty at most! That's pedophilia! "My goddaughter is amazing, isn't she?"

"Does Sonny know EVERYONE in Hollywood?" I asked no one in particular.

"Almost, kid." Katie chuckled. "She grew up around stars- when her mom was young she was a model. They moved to Wisconsin so she wouldn't get caught up with celebrity things. She's a catch." She laughed for a second. "There's one trait, though, that she shares with other stars: she doesn't like other's controlling her life, that's why she only works on things that give her freedom."

Oh crap…I didn't let her have control over her movie by waltzing onto set. Oh man, she's gonna hate me…

~!!~

Kevin pulled out a song that he wrote. He handed me the music. "I used to rule the world

Seas would rise when I gave the word

Now in the morning I sweep alone

Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice

Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes

Listen as the crowd would sing:

"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key

Next the walls were closed on me

And I discovered that my castles stand

Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sandI hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

Roman Cavalry choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain

Once you go there was never, never an honest word

That was when I ruled the worldIt was the wicked and wild wind

Blew down the doors to let me in.

Shattered windows and the sound of drums

People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries Wait

For my head on a silver plate

Just a puppet on a lonely string

Oh who would ever want to be king?I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

Roman Cavalry choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain

I know Saint Peter won't call my name

Never an honest word

But that was when I ruled the world(Ooooh Oooh Oooh)Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

Roman Cavalry choirs are singing

Be my mirror my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain

I know Saint Peter will call my name

Never an honest word

But that was when I ruled the world." {Song: Viva La Vida by Coldplay}

This was a song I wrote- only the music, though. I was going to improvise. I handed the guitar to Kevin and he tuned it. I tapped my ear that had the headset on it. Mark gave me thumbs-up to let me know it was on. I saw Katie sitting beside him and… Chad. Shit! I cleared my throat and waited for my cue to sing.

"The saddest thing is you could be anything, that you could want.

We could've been everything, but now we're not.

Now it's not anything at all.

The hardest part was getting this close to you

and giving up this dream I built with you.

A fairy tale that isn't coming true.

You've got some growing up to do.*CHORUS*

I wish we could have worked it out.

I wish I didn't have these doubts,

I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now.

I wish I didn't know inside

That it won't work out for you and I.

I wish that I could stop this wishing and just say my last all the things you put me through,

tell me why I'm still in love with you.

And why am I, why am I still waiting for your call?

You broke my heart, I'm taking it back from you.

And taking back the life I gave to you.

Life goes on before and after you.

I've got some growing up to do.*CHORUS*It's time I say my last goodbye.

Goodbye, Goodbye, It's time I say my last goodbye.

I wish we could have worked it out.

I wish I didn't have these doubts,

I wish I didn't have to wonder just what you are doing now.

I wish I didn't know inside

That it won't work out for you and I.

I wish that I could stop this wishing and

just say my last goodbyeits time I said my last goodbye.

Goodbye, Goodbye, It's time I say my last goodbye.

its time I said my last goodbye.

Goodbye, Goodbye, It's time I say my last goodbye." {Wishes by Superchick} How's that for on-the-spot thinking.

They told me I had to sing a stupid kid song- remake it. I had to sing to "I Won't Say (I'm In Love)."

"If there's a prize for rotten judgment

I guess I've already won that

No man is worth the aggravation

That's ancient history--been there, done that! (Who d'ya think you're kiddin'?

He's the earth and heaven to you

Try to keep it hidden

Honey, we can see right through you

Girl, ya can't conceal it

We know how ya feel and

Who you're thinkin' of) No chance, no way

I won't say it, no, no

(You swoon, you sigh

Why deny it, uh-oh)

It's too cliché©

I won't say I'm in love I thought my heart had learned its lesson

It feels so good when you start out

My head is screaming, get a grip, girl

Unless you're dying to cry your heart out

Oh (You keep on denyin'

Who you are and how you're feelin'

Baby, we're not buyin'

Hon, we saw ya hit the ceilin'

Face it like a grown-up

When ya gonna own up

That you got, got, got it bad?)

Whoa No chance, no way

I won't say it, no, no

(Give up, give in

Check the grin--you're in love)

This scene won't play

I won't say I'm in love

(You're doin' flips

Read our lips: you're in love) You're way off base

I won't say it

Get off my case

I won't say it

(Girl, don't be proud

It's O.K. you're in love) Oh

At least out loud

I won't say I'm in love." {From Hercules}

One more song to record today; yes! And I wrote this yesterday too.

"I see the sweat is dripping

That's because you know just what I'm thinking

Don't look back it's me who follows

And there ain't nothing from me you can borrowYou like to hide behind lies

But we see through your disguise

It's not a threat or a curse

Just a proper verseI'm gonna make you let go

Of what you tried to withhold

And I can promise it won't be long

Yes I can promiseBoy, you better pray

We don't seek you out, no

You better prayYou think the war is over

I've only shown you the tip of the iceberg

And you rely upon your lawyers

But at night when you sleep does it bother you?You like to hide behind lies

But we see through your disguise

It's not a threat or a curse

Just a proper verseI'm gonna make you let go

Of what you tried to withhold

And I can promise it won't be long

Yes I can promiseBoy, you better pray

We don't seek you out, no

You better hope

We might lose control, noIs this good enough for you man?Boy, you better pray

We don't seek you out, no

You better hope

We might lose control, no." Kevin sang it. {You Better Pray by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus}

We left the studio's recording room to listen to the playbacks. There wasn't enough room for everyone to stand so I had to sit on the arm of Chad's chair. David pumped his fist in the air, as a "Yes! We did great!" gesture and accidentally punched Kevin who bumped into Gloria who knocked into the chair, without falling, and she knocked me off balance, making me fall into Chad's lap, sitting sideways. I almost fell off but Chad put his hand on my waist to catch me.

I stared at him and he stared back, a blush on my cheeks. After what he did yesterday, I just couldn't be in the same room as him anymore. I scrambled to get out of his lap. I stood up, brushing my hair back with my fingers and licked my lips, embarrassed.

Chad just sat there, staring at me wordlessly. The band was talking excitedly with Mark and Katie about the soundtrack, ignoring Chad and I.

"Oh, Ally," Kate turned toward me. "Chad is your love interest." She went back to her conversation with Kevin and David.

My eyes would've widened to the size of saucers if I wasn't trying to calm myself down. "Cool," I said indifferently. "See ya." I tried to escape, opening the studio door and leaving, walking in the hallway.

I heard the door shut later than I expected. That means-

"Sonny,"

-that Chad was following.

I stopped walking and waited for him to catch up. I glanced nonchalantly over my shoulder.

He stood next to me.

I stared at him. "What?"

"Looks like we're working together." He stated after a hesitation.

"Yeah…I guess so." I started walking again.

"I liked those songs." He kept pace.

"Great; why don't you go tell Kevin?" I said with a fake smile and attitude.

"Because he didn't write them." I looked at him for a second before facing forward again. "Mark told me. You know a lot of people in Hollywood…" He trailed off, leading to something.

"I know. My parents sent him out here to keep an eye on me when I was only in the band. What ELSE did he say?" I narrowed my eyes, still not looking at him.

"That you like control of your own life." Where was he going with this? I decided to keep cool.

"Got that right." I muttered. I opened a door and entered the room that held props and costumes. I picked up a script. "Here." I handed it to him, leaving the room, him in tow.

"What's this?" He looked at it.

"The script."

"I know it's a script but this is for a different movie- not Down The Path."

"Down The Path was the read-through for auditions; we already filmed that movie. I wasn't in it, though. We're filming Magical Community." (Another of mine- copyrighted, registered, and in progress of trying to get published. I just have to finish it first. Lol) "You signed yourself up for something bigger than an onscreen simple kiss."

He grabbed my arm and spun me around. "What are you talking about?"

I could feel heat rising to my cheeks. Chad smirked.

"Oh, I get it; we make out." He sounded smug.

I paused before answering, his smirk growing bigger. "Sort of…"

"That's the reason you don't want me on the film. I have a feeling I'm right." He crossed his arms.

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Chad…" I sighed. "This is Magical Community. Did you read THAT book?"

"No," he admitted.

I looked at him. "Read it and you'll find out why I don't want you to be my love interest."

"Sonny-" he was whining and I just snapped.

"Damn it, Chad! Just do as I say, just this once!" I yelled. I was so fed up with his cocky attitude.

Chad stared at me in shock.

"God, you are the ONLY one who could ever get me mad because you just don't know when to shut the hell up!"

All was quiet in the studio. All the workers were staring at us, including the band, Katie, and Mark. "Whenever someone tells you to do something all you do is whine! When someone is polite or complimenting you, all you can do is gloat and boost your Russia-sized ego! If someone says something rude about you, all you can do is complain, complain, complain!" At every complain I said, I stepped closer to him, poking him in the chest. "You need to wake up and realize the universe doesn't revolve around you! Other people have feelings! Other people have restraint! Other people don't go kissing their enemy for no reason!" I bit my lip, stopping myself. I dropped my hand and realized what I just slipped out. I did the only thing I could think of: I ran. I ran all the way out of the studio and to the So Random! set across the street. I ran inside and went to the prop room, plopping down on the couch.

I sighed, tears in my eyes. I screwed up big time. I really freaked myself out back there. I've never yelled like that to anyone. I saw that my purse was on the coffee table in front of me and I grabbed it, getting out of the studio building. I went to my bike outside and rode home. I parked it in the garage and headed inside, seeing my mom and Mrs. Cooper talking, sitting on the couch.

"Hey, Mrs. Cooper." I greeted, dropping my bag on the counter and keys on the hook. "Hey, Mom."

"Hello, Sonny, are you okay?" Mrs. Cooper came over and gave me a big, warm hug. See? I didn't lie; I know Chad's parents.

"I'm holdin' on." I pulled away after a while. "I'm heading upstairs to work. So, don't mind me at all."

I ran up the stairs and went into my room. I breathed in and out slowly and the tears rolled down my cheeks one by one. Odds are, someone caught my tantrum on tape and is going to post it on the internet or send it to the gossip squads. I sat down at my desk and moved my computer out of the way, taking out my sewing machine, and making outfits. I only made clothes when I was upset, to keep my mind off of the subject.

I made a purple, strapless, ripped-like dress that went to my ankles. The style made it seem old and fragile but it was gorgeous, nonetheless. (I'll post a link.) I found a pair of shoes that would go great: simple, black heels. There was a knock at the door as I put everything away.

Mrs. Cooper entered. "You don't seem so sunny, Sunshine." That was my nickname she gave me when I was little. Our little joke- she always considered me her daughter. She sat down in a chair next to me, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. "What's up, kiddo?"

"No offense…but your son's an ass." I didn't look at her.

She sighed. "What he do this time?"

I looked at her. "He got me to yell…a lot. He just made me so angry!"

"What did he do to make you angry?"

I told her the whole story; Chad being a jerk, backstabbing me talking to Portlyn, our fighting, him kissing me, and then him being a huge ass in the end causing me to explode. "And that's what happened."

She smiled at me. "My son is such an idiot. He has no idea what he has in front of him. You either."

It took me a while to understand…nope, didn't understand. "Huh?"

She chuckled. "Sunshine," she sighed, looking at my wall of posters. "Fighting is Chad's way of FLIRTING with you." She stood and admired each poster carefully.

I laughed. "That's funny."

She looked at me with an eyebrow raised and then looked at the pictures again. (Funny Demetri Martin joke: look away from the person seem powerful. Preferably a window. "So, Lauren [I think that's the name], I know you ate the last cookie." Lol. Sorry, it just reminded me of that joke!) "Sweetie, Chad doesn't fight like that with just ANYBODY. He acted like that when you two were little as well. If he hated you, he wouldn't remember your name, try to pick fights, push your buttons, try out for a movie that you made and are starring in, or kiss you."

"Like I said, he kissed me to freak me out."

She laughed and shook her head, finally looking at me. "Honey, no, no…He kissed you because he likes you and there was an opportunity." I swallowed. "you have no idea how big a fan he is of you, Allison Rey."

I rolled my eyes. "Please, yeah right."

"He has all the DVDs of your movies and ALL your books, Son-bun." She informed me. "And I bet that he's coming here to apologize to you. Now I have a question for you." She sat next to me again.

"Okay," I mumbled, knowing she would just come out with the question no matter what.

"Why don't you want him in your movie?" She sounded sincerely confused and curious.

"Have you read Magical Community?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yes, but not in a while. Refresh my memory?"

I licked my lips. "I'm Phoebe and Chad is Luca. They kiss and…DO stuff."

"'Do stuff?' What stuff?"

I got up and picked the book off my shelf. I opened it to a page and showed her.

Her eyebrow raised. "Oh. That." She looked at me as I set the book down. "That's the reason? Not because you two are from different shows?"

"No, because if Sonny Monroe and Chad Dylan Cooper starred in the same movie together, both Mackenzie Falls and So Random! would get higher ratings. It would be an advantage. But ever since yesterday, I can't even be NEAR Chad without feeling uncomfortable, let alone kiss him again or…do other things."

"Is this movie PG-13 or R?"

I raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"

"R." I nodded, confirming her guess. "Look, just let everything play out. Do the movie with him…because you two are perfect for each other, just like Luca and Phoebe, Carrie and Kyle, Stan and Valerie, and Jason and Stacelia." She listed the characters from things I've written and starred in. She placed a comforting kiss on my forehead before leaving my room. I sighed.

Yeah, right…Chad and Sonny. Sonny and Chad. I thought it over. I laughed. Sonny and Chad, Chad and Sonny…Channy. Better get used to it, fans will call us that when they see us onscreen. I bit my lip, smiling. It actually doesn't sound that bad. I guess…underneath the anger, I had love for Chad…