Sonny had blacked out again as soon as she rolled onto the cold sidewalk. We had just gotten out onto the parking lot of our studio.

"Just pick her up. Hurry, before she wakes up again!" Blondie screamed. I scooped Sonny up again, and ran with the cast of Chuckle City. I could hear Portlyn huffing beside me. Wait, Portlyn?!

"What are YOU doing here?" I managed to sneer through my panting.

"I saw what happened. Chad, I may act like a jealous, mean girl over at The Falls, but I care." she said through pants. I saw my convertible up ahead as Flico and Shady grabbed Flora and rushed over to their car. Blondie and Portlyn piled into the back of my car.

"I don't think she's going to sit up by herself in the front seat." I said sarcastically. Portlyn and Blondie patted their laps at the same time. I was confused. 'Blondie and Portlyn? Alike? What a scandal!' my thoughts prodded, but I challenged myself to focus on the situation at hand. I gently layed sonny's head on Blondie's lap and her lower half on Portlyn's. I stopped for a second.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" I thought aloud.

"Do you want to wait to find out?!" Portlyn yelled. I decided against arguing and rushed to the driver's side and hopped in. We were on our way.

Soon after the car started, Portlyn's phone started ringing. No wonder I had thought she was super-mean. Her ring tone was Good Girls Go Bad.

"Hello?" she answered sweetly. I couldn't believe I hadn't known the real life of my co-star.

"Nico, slow down. What?" she said calmly.

"Speaker phone!" Blondie whined, unable to hear Flico.... -Or Nico.... Whatever- talk. I heard a beep followed by the urgent tone of whatever-his-name-is' voice.

"What hospital? What's going on? GUYS!!!" he yelled.

"Okay. Calm, deep breaths. The hospital is..... OH COME ON YOU KNOW THE HOSPITAL! THE ONE DOWN THE STREET, NICO!!!" Portlyn was cut off by Blondie's shout.

"Oh.... Okay." Nico replied, sounding hurt.

"It's okay, baby. We're all just a little frazzled about this situation." Portlyn cooed. My mouth fell open.

"Baby?!" I screeched. Blondie and Portlyn ignored me.

"Is sonny okay?" I heard Shady yell from the phone.

"Check her pulse." I mumbled, afraid of the outcome. I heard nothing for a few seconds.

"Its kind of weak, but it's going." Blondie breathed, letting out the breath she had been holding. I stopped the car in the hospital parking lot, rushing out and lifting Sonny off of Blondie and Portlyn. Portlyn said a quick 'we're here' into the phone and flipped it shut. I heard her and Blondie's heels clacking behind me, soon accompanied by the shuffle of sneakers from.... Nico, was it?, and Shady. The Flora girl had disappeared. In front of me, Portlyn opened the door to the hospital and I rushed inside.

"May I help you?" the receptionist asked politely.

Before I could explode, Portlyn quietly explained Sonny's situation.

"Kay. A doctor will be in soon." the receptionist said, grabbing the clip board that Portlyn had just filled out.

"Wow, you sure studied up on Sonny." I said sarcastically.

"I did." Portlyn replied all-too seriously. Before I could say something else, a doctor slammed the door open and be rushed in with a few nurses following him. They had a gurney in their hands. I set Sonny down gently.

"What's her name, son?" the doctor asked me.

"Sonny Monroe." I mumbled, my voice cracking.

"Chad! Her real name is Allison." Portlyn half-whined.

"Do you know what's wrong?" I asked sheepishly.

"From your friends' description, I have to say that it's not anything I've ever heard of." I felt dizzy.