A/N: I've edited the end of this chapter and I'm going to upload the final part soon. The third chapter has been deleted and will be replaced. Thanks SO MUCH to everyone who read this and continued to stick with this.

If you're wondering, there are no spoilers in this story! None of the eps beyond the first few have happened. This starts off right where the last one ended, so you guys might have to reread the end of the last chapter.

"He started it!" Sonny blurted out, moving as far as she could from Chad. Everyone in the room looked at them, intrigued.

"Please. You were all over me," he pointed at himself, brushing his shoulders unnecessarily. TV star Chad Dylan Cooper was apparently back again.

"Yeah right! Why would I be all over someone with such an enormous head?"

"Denial," he grinned, as he reached up to Matt's awaiting hand for a high-five.

"You know, I could file for sexual harassment!"

"I'd like to see you try," Chad laughed, adjusting his collar.

"You're so unbelievable! You kissed me, you jerk!"

"Me kiss a lowly So Random! cast member like yourself? You wish," he scoffed

"Oh right. Cause every girl wants to bow down and kiss your big, stinky feet!" she said sarcastically.

"Big, stinky feet?"

You heard me."

"I just didn't realize we were in kindergarten."

"Kindergartners have more modesty than you."

"Kindergartners have more class than you."

"You're such a butthead!"

"I rest my case," he smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Sorry but the word I was going for is too inappropriate for Zora to hear," Sonny spat.

"Woah guys. Chill," Nico interrupted as Sonny's nostrils began to flare.

"Why would you even argue with someone like her anyway?" Portlyn said disinterested, staring at her fingernails.

"You know, that's the smartest you've ever said Portlyn," Chad commented.

"It is?" Portlyn asked, a little confused.

"I shouldn't even be arguing with someone like Sonny. Makes me look bad," Chad said.

"Makes you look bad?" Sonny exclaimed.

"Stop making a scene, you guys," Matt cut in. "The game was supposed to be fun. You know, so everyone lets loose a little."

"I'll stop making a scene when Chad apologizes," Sonny frowned.

"Well, that won't happen," Chad scoffed.

"Then maybe I should go," Sonny huffed.

"I think that would be best," Chad agreed.

"Fine," She said curtly, heading to the door.

"Sonny! What are you doing?" Grady called out to her. Sonny just ignored him.

"Your party sucks by the way!" Sonny yelled to the crowd, before slamming the door on her way out.

"Stupid Chad Dylan Cooper," Sonny mumbled to herself, walking down the sidewalk. She obviously didn't think things through or else she would have realized that the So Random! cast all arrived together in the company car. Now she was stuck trying to hail a cab in the middle of the night and her feet were killing her.

"Stupid party. Stupid Matt. Stupid game," she went on blabbing to no one in particular. The streets were empty and she decided to pull out her cell to call an operator for a cab company. It was all Chad's fault.

"Hello? Can I get the number to a cab company, please?"

"Hold on, please." She was thinking up of brilliant ways to humiliate Chad Dylan Cooper, when it started to rain. She let out a noise of frustration, as her feet started drowning in the pools of water forming in her shoes.

"Yellow Cab Services. Where do you need to go?"

"As far from Chad Dylan Cooper as possible," she grumbled, making a face.

"Excuse me? Miss, are you okay?" No. Chad was ruining her life.

"Yeah, sorry. Warner Brothers Studio, stage 6," she replied instead.

Everyone kept bothering her the next morning, asking if she needed anything and asking if she was okay. Apparently, there was a post on "Sharona Knows" about Sonny storming out of the disastrous party, so she was getting weird looks from everyone, including the hair and makeup crew. Her friends were all worried about how she got home, seemingly haven forgotten about how she kissed Chad, but she just wanted to be left alone.

But it seemed that today was not her day, because she saw Chad walk up to her during an intermission of their show taping.

"Look, sorry about last night," he started.

"Go away." She stared down at her script, trying to ignore him.

"I'm trying to apologize here. I don't usually do that."

"You're not sorry," Sonny said, looking him in the eyes.

"It's not personal, you know," Chad went on.

"I know. I mean, Chad Dylan Cooper getting too personal?" she scoffed.

"It doesn't happen," he said, as if he wasn't ashamed of that response. Sonny just looked at him in disbelief.

"I can't believe I actually thought you were an okay guy for like, two seconds. I guess I was totally wrong." Chad's face scrunched up a bit.

"Wait…You didn't think that what happened in the closet meant anything did you?"

"Why would I think that?" Sonny spat quickly.

"It was just the heat of the moment. You know we can't stand each other," he shrugged. Sonny just looked at him, wondering why he was trying to explain something that didn't need explaining.

"Nevermind," Chad said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Look, if you're not gonna hear me out, then I won't bother you."

"That would be a dream come true."

"Ha ha." Sonny looked dead serious.

"Show's starting again soon, Chad."

"Right," Chad nodded, walking off. Sonny watched his retreating figure before turning back to her script, trying to pretend that the conversation didn't bother her one bit.

"That's a wrap!" Marshall yelled.

Sonny breathed a sigh of relief and stalked off the stage, ripping off her penguin costume. She didn't know what was wrong with her today. She couldn't focus on anything - she was flubbing her lines like crazy and she couldn't get her stage directions right. She had a feeling deep down that this was about Chad, but she wasn't willing to admit it out loud just yet. She wasn't sure how she felt honestly. Last night was such a shock to her. She just couldn't process the events of last night. She had never thought of Chad in that way. It was usually just a feeling of loathing or disgust. She used to think that it was mutual.

But the talk in the closet made her reevaluate their relationship – whatever it was. There were times that she thought that he was actually sincere. She thought that maybe there could be a side that no one ever saw. After all, he was the one who had kissed her. Twice even! He couldn't deny that. So how did it mean nothing? It wasn't like there were people around when he was trying to apologize. He could've have said straight up that those two kisses were his doing. He could've even said that he didn't know what they meant. That's what her answer would've been. But of course, Chad Dylan Cooper had to pull off one of the most unapologetic apologies she had ever heard. It would be so much easier if last night hadn't happened at all.

Too bad she couldn't stop replaying the kiss over and over again in her head.

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