Chapter 2

I walked up the stairs to the party, I turned to see who was coming out. The blonde hair, the blue eyes. Chad Dylan Cooper.

My mouth opened slightly in shock. The hottest teen star, whose face plastered my bedroom walls, was standing only yards away from me. Calm down, I told myself. Act cool.

I locked eyes with him as he turned his head, looking towards me. Smiling slightly, he gave me the infamous head nod and I felt my insides turn to mush. I wanted to turn and run, but instead I swallowed my fears and smiled back before turning around. Make it a game, Meg always told me. Guys like the hunt.


I stepped inside to a blur of action. In the center of the room, some band was playing, and people had conjugated around the stage, some listening, some dancing. Other celebrities were either conversing or making out with each other around the sides of the room. Through a doorway, I could see food and liquids, presumably some type of alcohol, stacked up all around, but the room was absent of people. Another doorway led to a room filled with smoke, and presumably all of young Hollywood's stoners.

The scene ceased to amaze me. My inner fan girl squealed as I saw Robert Pattison in corner with Kristin Stewart, but I just told myself to cool it. There was no way I was messing up my first real Hollywood party, which meant staying as silent as possible.

I walked farther into the room, unsure of what to do with myself. At the dinner, the producers had told me that they wanted me to go to the party as an "introduction," and that my photo would be plastered all over the next week's tabloids: "Wisconsin girl hits big break on So Random!", just in time for my first episode. Great.

However, they told me whatever I did at the party was my own choice, since no press was allowed inside. One of them even suggested leaving through the back exit after arriving, but I wouldn't be that desperate.

"Hey!" Some girl came up to me, and I instantly recognized her as the Selena Gomez girl. "Aren't you that girl, Sonny? The internet sensation one?"

"Yeah," I blushed. "I guess you could say that."

"Ohmygod, I love your videos. They are hilarious. You're on So Random! Now, right?" She asked, looking genuinely interested.

"Yeah," I replied, blushing again.

"Well, I think you're gonna do great," she complimented, and my skin kept turning redder and redder. "Is anybody else here from there?"

"No," I quickly replied, eager to get the subject away from me. "They had to fix an episode or something like that, so they sent me instead."

"Well aren't you lucky!" She squealed. I smiled slightly, unsure if she was being sarcastic or not. After seeing my confused expression, she added, "Don't sweat it. The first party's always the first. Once you actually know people they can actually be fun, if you avoid the stoners, drunks, and sexually over active."


Selena decided to be my guide for the night, introducing me to everyone she could think of. Most people seemed nice, but few seemed as if they actually cared. Over the next half hour, I could say I had a conversation with more celebrities than most people will in their entire lives.

The one person I never met, though, was Chad. I saw him over on the other side, surrounded by tall, slinky girls in micro minis.

When we walked over near towards where he was standing, I could barely pay attention. He held my fascination like no one else could; not even the Jonas Brother's tights pants could distract me from those baby blues and blonde waves.

Selena caught me looking over a few minutes later. "Earth to Sonny," she had called, waving her hands in front of me. She followed my gaze, figuring out who I was looking at.

"Ah, the Dylan Cooper Craze has struck again," she sighed, shaking her head. "Look, he's gorgeous. I'll give you that. But he's also an ass."

"Really?" I asked, turning to her. "He seems…nice," I added hesitantly.

"Yeah, on the show. But in real life, he's nothing like that. I'd be willing to bet that he's hooked up with at least half the girls in this room, if not more," she rambled, looking slightly angry.

"But, say, all you wanted was a hook up, he'd be the perfect guy, right?" I asked, unsure of how she would take my question.

"I guess," she admitted. "But why would you just want a hook up? You don't do you?"

I considered whether I should tell her the truth or not. "Well, one of my friend's suggested it, kind of as a way to become more Hollywood. But truthfully?" I paused, hoping I had made the right decision. "I just got out of a bad relationship, and I just want to forget about it, just for a minute, you know?"

"Yeah," she sighed, and I was glad I confided in her. "I know the feeling. Just don't do anything you're going to regret."


A/N: Thanks for all the reviews/views. First SWAC fic, so if I get something wrong please tell me! (: anyways, sorry that it seems to be going slowly, but i PROMISE they will meet by ch3 (: this may seem like a filler but its sets up a lot of stuff. review please!!