"Whoa," Zora mumbled, looking in Sonny's notebook.

Tawni came up next to her, Nico and Grady following. "What, whoa?"

"Yeah, Zora, what do you have there?" Nico asked.

"Ooh! Is it a book of spells?!" Grady asked excitedly. They all looked at him funny. "I'm guessing that's a no?"

"It's Sonny's song journal. She wrote so many songs from when she and Chad were fighting. Look at them!" She looked at everyone. "They're amazing…These are way better than what she used to write."

"Wait, are you saying that Chad and Sonny arguing would help her music career?" Nico asked slowly, confused at his own sentence.

"It's so sad," Zora ignored Nico. "But it's so beautiful."

*

"Hey, everyone. Whatcha got there?" I asked, walking into the prop room.

"Nothing, just Portlyn's diary." Tawni lied. She's horrible at lying.

I raised an eyebrow. "Is that my song book?"

"Yes…" Zora admitted handing it to me. "Your songs are amazing, Sonny."

I smiled. "Thank you."

"Why are they so sad?" Grady blurted out.

"Um," I tried to think why. "Oh, uh, some I wrote during sad times."

"like…" he probed.

I shrugged. "My grandma dying, Michael being in the hospital…My father. Stuff like that."

"And stuff like…" Tawni hesitated, gauging my reaction. "You and Chad fighting?"

"What?" I chuckled. "No, no- uh- no."

"There's a song dated during the time you and Chad were fighting." Nico pointed out.

I checked it out. I laughed and closed the book. "That's the song Chad and I were working on together."

"Really? You- You and Chad write songs together?" Nico crossed his arms casually over his chest while Grady, Zora, and Tawni stood in a cluster before me.

"Yeah…we always do since Kevin doesn't even try to anymore." I cleared my throat. "I have to go- see ya."

*

"See ya." I called to my cast mates. I had to meet Sonny so we could go to set to do THAT scene today. Meaning the one we wanted to get out of the way.

I literally ran into her. "Oh, hey. Ready?"

She nodded, looking a little miffed. It's not because she has to get intimate with me, is it?

"What's up?" I asked.

"Ah, nothing. Just that my cast found my song book and cornered me about the song we wrote."

I scrunched up my eyebrows, confused. "I thought they already knew?"

"Yeah, so did I. But, whatever."

We got to my car and we drove off the set where my character's house was.

*

"Okay, you guys, you know what to do." Steven had us in a huddle with the rest of the crew that needed to be there. "Just do the scene and then we're done." He knew how uncomfortable doing these scenes made me. "Jared, do you have the cameras set up?"

He nodded. "yeah, there's a couple in the hall and a couple in the room."

"Are they hidden?" I budded in. I didn't want to have to re-shoot it because we'd see a camera. He nodded. I turned to Steven. "Thanks for making this PG-13." He fixed up the script so we wouldn't have to do much.

He nodded and put his hand in the middle of our giant circle. We all put our hands in after him. "Let's get this over with." We threw our hands up in the air and went where we were supposed to.

The crew was still setting up so Chad and I could talk.

"Are they always this…creeped out?" Chad asked.

"Only when it comes to these kinds of scenes. They feel they're witnessing something personal. Which is why we toned it down. Thank God!" I whispered the last sentence. I looked at Chad. "Nervous?"

"Why?" He seemed wary. And I have NO IDEA.

"Because we have to get this right and not mess up. Would you REALLY want to do this AGAIN?"

He frantically shook his head. "nope, nope, I'm good."

"Ready on set!" Steven called out.

Chad and I sat on the top stair. My hands were tied together with a dishrag. I chuckled. "I feel like I'm praying." I had my hands held together, since they were tied, and held them in front of me like I was praying. Chad chuckled and then we calmed, getting into character.

(A/N: Okay, here's an inside scoop. I didn't really write this part yet so I'm just sort of winging it here. All the other scenes were written in third person but now it's going to be in Sonny's POV. I'm wishing myself luck…)

"Luca," I sighed. "Please, just, tell me why I'm tied up."

"I can't. Julius said I can't say anything to you. You're a virus, you were with Beelzebub, you could have been bugged." He looked at me through the corner of his eye before looking forward.

I sighed. "don't you think I'd tell you that?"

"No," he turned his head to face me. "Because you're bugged."

"I'm not bugged! Why would I lie about that?"

"Uh, because you're evil."

"No, I'm not-"

"Damn it, Phoebe!" Luca stood up suddenly. "I saw you, okay?! You don't need to fucking hide it anymore."

I stood as well, standing in the upstairs hallway, not on the steps. Luca took that last step and towered over me threateningly. "Saw me, what?"

"I saw you kiss that God-damned Antichrist! I know you're evil! Damn it, you're his queen!"

I was speechless. "No, Luca, I'm not." I was still calm. "I kissed him to distract him. That bastard killed my dad, why would I want to be his queen!?"

"I don't know?! Some fucking fetish?!"

"Luca, I think you would know if I had a fetish; you've been there my entire life."

"You're tied up in case he has control over your body." He admitted, looking down the stairs keeping his stare away from my eyes.

"Luca," I hesitated. "Were you JEALOUS that I kissed him and not you?" It was a shot in the dark.

He looked at me, giving me a smile-like wince. He had that look in his eye. I couldn't look away from his eyes, they drew me in. I think he was drawn in too because he started stepping forward until our fronts were touching. The tension between us was palpable. But it wasn't bad tension- it was sexual.

My eyes flicked from his eyes to his lips and back. Right when I looked back at his eyes, he closed the distance between our mouths and attacked the inside of mine with his tongue. My eyes closed as his hand came up to the back of my head and tangled his fingers in my hair. My hands stayed on his chest since I couldn't do anything with tied hands.

I stumbled backward and found myself against the wall. Luca pressed his body against mine, a hungry groan coming out of my mouth. His other hand was at my waist. I put my index fingers through his belt loops on his pants and pulled his waist closer to mine. He pulled back to kiss and nibble at my neck. My eyes stayed closed as I took in oxygen.

"Luca," I rasped, opening my eyes. My voice didn't ruin the moment, it sounded hungry. He looked at me, breathing heavy too. "I can't do anything."

His eyebrows drew down. "What do you mean?" His voice was husky. He brushed my bangs out of my face and put them behind my ear.

I shifted my hands, never having my fingers leave the loops. "I need to be able to do something but I can't with the cloth."

Luca basically lunged forward and our mouths clashed again. "Burn it." He growled against my lips.

I pulled back, gazing into his eyes. "I can't. This is your only good dishtowel."

He sighed and looked down, untying the dishtowel. Once it was completely off my wrists, he threw it into the bathroom to our left, door open. We were closer to his bedroom.

I put my hands on his cheeks and pulled his head to mine, pressing my lips to his. His hands went to my waist immediately holding me to his. I moved my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair. I wrapped a leg around his and he lifted it to his hip, holding it there.

I moved my mouth away from his to breathe and speak. "I think a bed is better than the floor."

He growled playfully and smiled seductively. I instantly Frenched him again. I was still pressed against the wall. I carefully jumped and I moved my other leg around his waist. He held onto me, making sure I didn't fall, and walked us into his bedroom. Since his eyes were closed, he bumped into the door, making us laugh.

He dropped us onto the bed, me below and him on top. He kissed all the way from one side of my neck, across my collarbone, and up the other side. He sucked on my ear before pulling away. I wanted more- so much more.

"Are you sure?" He asked carefully. I could see the lust in his eyes.

I grabbed a fistful of his T-shirt. "Yes." I pulled him to me and we made out more, me pulling his shirt off.

He pulled the blanket over us.

*

"Cut!" Steven yelled.

Chad and I threw the blanket off and sat on opposite sides of the bed. Chad put his shirt back on. Steven came up the stairs with the rest of the crew. They all went to gather the hidden equipment. Steven motioned us over and we followed him downstairs into an extra, hidden room.

"Why don't you see how you did?" He suggested, smiling.

He played over the scene and smiled at us. "It has so much chemistry! We might win an award for this scene!"

I nodded, as did Chad, and Steven went out to show where to set the cameras next.

Chad chuckled and I looked at him while he popped his collar. "I had no idea I was so irresistible."

I rolled my eyes. A crew member came over and handed me a water bottle and gave Chad one too. We thanked her. I immediately started drinking the water as if for dear life.

Chad narrowed his eyes, goofing around. "Why are you chugging water?"

I pulled the water bottle away from my mouth to speak and breathe. "It's good."

I saw one of my friends- Samantha- drop something near Kenny. They were in the make-up/costume department. Samantha got on her knees to pick up what she dropped and she was level with Kenny's…middle.

I laughed, knowing that they would laugh at this joke too. "Hey, Sam," she and Kenny looked at me. "Get off your knees, you're blowing the game." They looked at each other, laughing- they were married so it was okay.

"Not at the moment, I'm not." She chuckled, standing. She motioned me over. "C'mon, Al, you need to change. Chad, go with Ken."

I went with Sam while Chad went with Kenny.

As soon as Sam closed the door, she turned on me with a smirk. "What's with you and CHAD?" She sang out his name.

I felt myself slightly blush. "Nothing."

"It didn't seem like nothing with all that energy in the room."

"What energy?" I stripped out of my clothes and put on the mini skirt that went a little less than mid-thigh. I strapped on the tall, black strap heels. The straps went up my shins. Luckily, my toes looked nice and pretty, painted purple.

I went behind the folding wall screen-thing. I put on a black lace, push-up bra and put a navy blue blazer over it, buttoning it with only one button over the chest. It had the normal V-neck but on the bottom, under the button, it flew out, to show stomach.

I went back to Sam so she could do my hair in a messy style that looked like I had bed head but I still looked pretty. She made my skin glisten and gave me barely noticeable make-up.

She nodded. "You're good to go." She then smirked. "He'll love you!" She taunted.

"Sam, did you forget that I know how to fight?" She hushed up. I hugged her carefully. "Thank you, though."

I left the room, reviewing my lines for the next scene. This was going to be the morning after and I would blow my top at Luca (Chad.)

I heard another door open and heard Chad and Kenny laughing. Chad came up to my side, without really know it was me, and continued talking to Kenny. They split and he finally looked at me, eyes bugging out of his head.

I smiled and blushed a bit. He was wearing ripped jeans with low-rise black boxers underneath and no shirt. He looked me up and down.

"Ready on set!" Steven called, going into the other room with everyone else. We were doing the same camera style. Chad went into the kitchen and held the dishes, ready to start fake-washing them.

I ran up the steps and closed the door in front of me, waiting for my cue. I unbuttoned the blazer.

"Action!" I heard.

Phoebe opened the door and stepped out, buttoning the blazer's only button. She walked down the stairs slowly and looked into the kitchen, smiling happily. She sauntered into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around Luca's waist. She kissed his shoulder.

"Hiya." She whispered against his skin.

Luca smiled and turned around, giving Phoebe an appraising look. "you didn't wear that yesterday."

"That's because you ripped my clothing with your teeth. There's no way I could wear them. I found these in your leftover bin from all the other girls that came through here."

Luca chuckled and kissed her fiercely. Phoebe closed her eyes, relishing in the moment.

He moved his head lower to kiss her neck. Phoebe's eyes opened and she saw the calendar on Luca's fridge.

"Luca?" She murmured, never moving her eyes from the fridge.

"Hmm?" He voiced against her skin.

"What day is it?"

He paused to think before kissing up her neck again. "Uh, Tuesday. Why?"

"And I got here around noon…" Realization dawned on her as Luca froze, backing up and sighing. "No girl was around except me on Monday around noon so you did me."

She backed away, tears forming in her eyes.

"Phoebe, that's not-"

She held up her hand, telling him to stop. "You know what the worst part is? I thought I meant something to you- not just being another lay. And that was my first." She shook her head. "And you called ME evil?" She started crying silently.

Luca grabbed her by the forearms. "Phoebe, look at me." She didn't. "look at me!" Her eyes shot up to his at the tone of his voice. "That is not true. Alright? You were NOT just another lay. Do you know what all those other girls were?"

"Sluts?" She guessed, looking down at the floor.

"They were stand-ins. For you." Phoebe looked up at him. "Phoebe, you have no idea how wrong it is for a mentor to be with their charge. It's never even thought of." Luca took one step closer, being right in front of Phoebe. She had to look up. "And you have no idea how much I have wanted you. You have no idea how LONG I have wanted you."

Phoebe just stared at him, unable to speak.

Luca looked crestfallen. "Do you have anything to say? At all?"

Phoebe had a small smile forming on her lips. She had waited for Luca to say that for years. She knew exactly what was wrong with loving your mentor. It was unthinkable, unheard of. "I think…I might need new clothes."

Luca chuckled and went in for a kiss right when the doorbell rang. He sighed, walking over. He opened the door to see Jacob standing there. He looked past Luca and his eyebrows raised in shock at seeing Phoebe dressed like that. She came up beside Luca and put her arm around his waist.

"Hey, Jacob. Why don't you come in?" Lucas greeted politely.

Jacob nodded and walked in, Luca closing the door after him. "Big mistake." Jacob's voice was not his own.

He spun around and knocked Luca away from Phoebe, throwing him against the wall. Luca was knocked out cold due to being slammed against the glass of his entertainment system.

"Luca!" Phoebe yelled in shock. She glared at Jacob. "What the hell?! Who the fuck are you!?"

Jacob shape-shifted into Beelzebub. Phoebe gasped.

"How did you get in here?" She growled. "What the hell do you want with me?!"

Beelzebub waved his arm through the air at her, wind shooting in her direction and throwing her against the wall. "Your mentor?! Seriously?!" He ground out. "I gave you a warning, girl!" He ran to her with super speed and picked her up by the wrist, holding her above the ground. "You're coming with me!"

"I don't think so!" She kicked forward and hit Beelzebub in the "weak region" and he let go of her, falling to his knees. "Don't. Ever. Touch. Me!" She put her hands on his shoulders and thrust her knee upward, hitting him square in the chest.

He spat up blood and looked at her, blood dripping off his lip. "I gave you a chance to come to me. But now, you'll suffer. I will not back down." He exited the house with a flash of lightning hitting where he sat, disappearing.

Phoebe ran over to where Luca was laying. She laid him on the couch, carefully removing the glass from his side. He grunted and opened his eyes.

"What happened?" He asked, rubbing his eye.

She looked him in the eyes and said, in all seriousness; "A war started."

"Cut!" Steven's voice rang. Chad sat up and I backed away from the couch so he could sit normally.

Everyone came out to take the stuff away. (BTW, the scene where magic had occurred, that's the full scene so the effects and such would have been added in.)

Filming for today was over.

*

I arrived back at So Random! quickly along with Chad. We both went to the commissary where both our shows were eating. I was still in my costume and so was Chad, only he put a muscle shirt on. We walked in, talking about the movie when we heard silence, not the usual chat.

I looked over at my table first, Chad looking at his. Our tables were combined and only our casts were in the room. It had lots of different choices of food on the tables. A table cloth and good China plates, cups, etc decorated the top and held the food and such.

Chad's cast was on one side and mine was on another. There were open chairs at each head of the table. We looked at each other confused and back at everyone else.

"What's going on?" I asked, wary.

Portlyn and Tawni stood, Tawni speaking. "In celebration of your guys' movie, we decided to have an elegant dinner with both shows." Everyone was smiling.

Chad and I looked at each other, looking each other up and down, noticing what we were wearing.

"Um, I'm gonna go…change."

"yeah, me too." Chad agreed quickly, blushing a bit just like me. We ran out of the commissary and went to our dressing rooms. I changed into a black V-neck dress that had a silver ring around the torso. It ended mid-thigh and I took off the crazy heels and put on black Stilettos. I put on a silver chain necklace. My hair was down, looking naturally curly.

I went back to the room right before Chad and took a seat at the farthest end, the head of the table at the opposite side of Chad.

It seemed that our show feud was over for good. This movie thing was the best thing that seemed to happen to all of us.