I don't own a thing

A Little Lipstick

I decided that after my chat with Sonny that I was too worried to eat. I was taking the long way to my set when I felt a hand grasp my wrist. I was yanked into a room… the prop house…? I think that's what the Randoms called it. I was pulled onto a couch in the center of the room.

"What in the world is going on?" I asked turning my head quickly in both directions to survey the area. My stomach tied itself into a knot. Tawni, Nico, Grady, and Zora were standing around me and to my left was my Munroe. Oh! I forgot to tell you, I finally came up with a good nickname for Sonny. I've been having trouble thinking of one, well, I thought of Sonshine, but I bet every guy she's dated called her Sonshine. I wanted something more original.

Sonny didn't bother to talk to me. She looked the same way I felt. Speechless, queasy, and like she wanted to be anywhere but here.

"Now Sonny, we know Chad knows who you're dating. You tell us or we'll make him tell us." Tawni stated.

My Munroe and I both turned to look at her with the same expression of confusion on our faces, one that was like a silent "Huh?" I was positive Sonny had been thinking the same thing I was: Uh oh, they know! But they didn't know. They must've known that Sonny had come to talk to me though. I guess they just assumed that I saw Sonny with her boyfriend, that I couldn't possibly be her boyfriend.

"uh… w-wa?" Sonny stammered. If I had to guess what she was thinking about, I would've said that she was cooking up a juicy lie to tell her friends that would excuse me from this conversation and eliminate me from this whole ordeal. Of course, I would've been wrong.

"Who are you dating?" Zora said getting right up in my Munroe's face. I felt the weirdest twinge of anger when she did that, I guess because of the look of panic on my Munroe's face that the stupid girl caused.

Then, the last thing I would've expected to come out of Sonny's mouth did.

"Guys… I-I have something to tell-"

"If it's who you're dating get on with it," Nico said crossing his arms.

"fine… Chad," my Munroe said. I knew by the tone of her voice that she wasn't calling me, so I didn't answer. The Randoms just stared at me, expecting me to answer Sonny. Now, I'm not gonna lie, it was really starting to creep me out. After about a minute of complete silence, I could swear I hear the click as they figured out that Sonny wasn't calling me but was telling them who she was dating. A roar of sound erupted as four angry voices started to scold my Munroe all at once.

Have you ever seen a dog when it gets yelled at for doing something wrong? Did you see the way a dog shrinks away from its owner with its head down and puppy dog eyes? That's exactly how my Munroe looked. I pulled her into a hug ignoring the uproar around me. She put her face on my chest and put her arms around me. I could feel my shirt getting wetter but I couldn't her sobbing or feel her breathing unevenly.

My poor Munroe, getting yelled at for falling in love, I mean, look at me. How could she not fall for me? A thought occurred to me: They're yelling at my Munroe. My Munroe. How dare they?

"Would you SHUT UP already!?" I barked at them. They finally got me angry enough. Tawni, Nico, Grady, and Zora all just stared at me, completely taken aback that I, Chad Dylan Cooper, had stood up for someone.

"Leave my Munroe ALONE!" I yelled. I stood up pulling Sonny to come with me. Sonny's eyes were kind of red and her makeup was runny. I pulled her all the way to my dressing room. After we got in there I closed the door. My Munroe sat down on my couch. She grabbed a pillow and started to cry into it. Sonny didn't seem to mind that I just stood there frozen in thought. I never thought my Munroe, the one girl who fought with me over every word I said, would be so delicate like this. She didn't shed a tear when I used her (several times), when James dumped her for Tawni, or when Gilroy ease dropped on her. Although, I was kind of angry when Gilroy ease dropped on me and Sonny. My Munroe never cried. She was too strong to cry but now… well now… now Sonny was… broken.

I sat down next to Sonny and pulled her into another hug. She let go and picked up the remote for my flat screen TV. Sonny flipped through a few channels before deciding on one. It surprised me to see she had put Mackenzie Falls on.

She looked at me with her sad puppy dog eyes and said, "they hate me," in the calmest voice I ever heard someone use while crying their eyes out (not that I've heard many people cry the way Sonny was, but ripping off Riley's Barbie's head when I was four caused the loudest scream I've ever heard… and a few tears… but mostly screaming.)

I picked up a slightly used shirt I had thrown on one of my chairs and wiped Sonny's eyes and cheeks with it.

"They don't hate you, they hate that my Munroe is dating the enemy," I said with a light, reassuring smile.

"Hey Chad, when did you start calling me 'my Munroe'?" Sonny said with a hint of a smile on her face.

"Well, I've said it in my mind every time I thought about you for awhile, but when we were leaving, that was the first time I called you 'my Munroe' out loud."

She smiled her bright smile, her sunny smile that made the whole room light up with the warm glow of her presence. She walked over to my mirror and used my shirt to wipe away the smudges of makeup on her face. I followed her. I looked at our reflection in the mirror.

"We make a cute couple," I said, folding my arms across my chest and smiling at our reflection.

"We would be cuter if I didn't look so terrible," Sonny said wiping the last bit of makeup from her face. She pulled red lipstick out of one of her pockets (why it was there in the first place I will never know) and reapplied it to her lips.

"You look gorgeous," I said, watching my Munroe as she admired how much better she looked with the smudged makeup off her face.

I stepped a little closer to her, putting my arms around her as I did. We finally leaned in a kissed a deep kiss that I never wanted to end. Just then, Portlyn of all people opened the door to tell me the Randoms were looking for Sonny. Sonny and I jumped apart and stared at Portlyn, whose face was red as a tomato.

"Oh! Um… Sonny, your cast is looking for you… uh… bye."

Portlyn closed the door quickly and for some reason or another, Sonny and I just laughed. I kissed her forehead and said, "Good bye my Munroe."

She looked at me and giggled a little. I wasn't sure why. She gave me her you are such an idiot look and walked out of the room. As soon as the door closed, I spun around and looked at myself in the mirror. I spotted what was wrong, and you know what? For the first time in my life, I wasn't embarrassed to have some cherry red lipstick on my lips.

How was it? What will Sonny's friends say when she goes back to So Random? Please review! Wait! One last thought before you go: Chad had cherry red lipstick on his lips! HA!