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Sonny with a Chance of an Epic Story

Chapter FIVE "Charm"

SM POV

He loves me…

I couldn't get my mind to abandon the thought of Brad all throughout the lesson. I knew we were serious about our relationship back home, but never had he once told me that he loved me.

He loves me…he loves me…

I was snapped out of my trance when Hagen Micheals pulled the chair out from underneath Chad, who was sitting on the other side of Tawni.

"Dude! Pulling the chair out from under people is so not cool!" he shouted.

Miss Bitterman's head snapped towards the back of the classroom.

"Mr. Michaels, get out of my classroom. NOW!"

Hagen stood up, gave Chad a black stare, and stomped out of the classroom.

Aww. Poor kid. Chad deserved being pulled out of his chair, that big jerkwad.

I realized that Miss Bitterman was starting the Geometry portion of the lesson. Darn it. I wanted to keep daydreaming about Brad, but my grade was really really really bad, so I needed to pay attention. Let's just say that when report cards came my mom would be Dissapointed. Again.

After about thirty minutes of trying to figure out what the heck an indirect proof was, the bell rang.

A large herd of kids began to charge towards the door, so I grabbed my binder and moved to the head of the pack to avoid being trampled. I pushed the door open, letting the fresh air fill my lungs. Ahh… That felt good.

Tawni and I began to walk towards the commissary for dinner since our classes were so late in the day. We started to talk about some alien sketch we were doing for the show, when Tawni suddenly looked ahead and said,

"Ooo!! Hottie at twelve o'clock! Forget it Sonny, he's mine"

I looked ahead too, and saw Brad leaning against a wall next to the commissary door, grinning in my direction.

"Sorry Tawni, but I know for a fact that he's taken"

A look of disgust and shock crossed her face.

"By who?"

I grinned.

"By me!"

I ran across the pavilion to his open arms and hugged him. We stayed like that for a moment until we heard several people clearing their throats.

I turned around and saw Tawni, Nico, Grady, and Zora smirking at our little moment.

Grinning, I gestured to Brad and said,

"Guys, I want you to meet Brad, my boyfriend. Brad, this is everybody".

Brad smiled, shoved his hands into his pockets, and replied with a simple, "'Sup".

Tawni's eyes widened in mental connection.

"Wait. THIS is the guy you think you're in love with?"

I looked down, feeling red blood creeping up my face and staining my cheeks pink. The color deepened when Brad wrapped his arms around me again.

"Well, it's good to know that the feeling's mutual" he said.

AWW!!! He is sooooo sweet!

Eager to change the subject to keep myself from blushing all night, I turned towards him and asked,

"Hey Braddy-Oh, are you hungry?"

It worked.

"Heck yeah, I'm starved"

"Let's head inside and get some food"

Brad fell back and began to talk to Nico and Grady about the Lakers losing the game the night before, while Tawni, Zora, and I walked to the commissary in a silent female understanding.

We all went inside and grabbed food trays. Once I had my tray and silverware, I glanced at the chalkboard that pronounced the main dish. Ick, tonight our dinner was supposedly saltine crackers and tomato soup. I shuddered to think what it really was.

You get a dining card if you work at the studio so you can have free meals, but since Brad didn't have one, he had to pay. After going through the line, we sat at our regular table with our…food…

Nobody touched it. We just stared at it, willing it to be edible.

Grady decided to be brave.

"Well…the crackers can't be that bad…maybe?"

He lifted the cracker to his mouth, and we all leaned in, waiting to see if we could eat. He bit the cracker in half…and spit it back out. He snatched a napkin off of the table and began to scrape off his tongue.

"Ugh!" he yelled "That cracker was covered in dust!!!"

Brad laughed.

"Another one bites the dust!" he sang. (A/n That's a song by Queen)

Tawni sat up straighter in her seat.

"I love that song" she squealed.

Nico was getting into it too.

"Yeah, the eighties had some awesome music…"

Suddenly, it hit me. Why hadn't I thought of it before?

"Hey guys, we don't have to stay here for dinner as long as we're back by ten. Let's go to Flash Back for dinner instead!" I shouted.

Brad looked confused.

"Umm…What's Flash Back?"

Zora was hopping up and down in her seat.

"Only the best restaurant / night club / dance club / museum EVER!! It's centered around the Seventies and Eighties and has strobe lights and good food and music…"

She started to drool. I grabbed a napkin and wiped it up for her.

"Well, what are we waiting here for?" Grady asked.

"Yeah, let's go! I'm not sure how much longer those girls at the restaurant can wait until I get there," said Nico, popping his collar.

I got up and held the door as everyone walked out. As each person left, I would sing,

"And another one gone, and another one gone…"

OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo

I'm always breathless when I go to Flash Back. There are about thirty retro-looking television sets attached to different areas of the ceiling that play different music videos, like "The Look of Love" or "Jesse's Girl". The room is always dimly lit, but techno-color strobe lights flash every second. The floor is made up of hundred of square lights that changed colors every few seconds. To the left of the main entry is a "bar" that serves snacks and drinks and on the right wall are golden records, photographs, and other frame-worthy memorabilia. In the back of the restaurant are tables, chairs, and beanbags for post-dancing chillaxing. Retro music blasts through the modern sound systems.

"Woah…" Brad breathed.

"Yeah…" I agreed.

About forty teenage kids crowded the dance floor as they bounced to the beat of "Call Me" by Blondie. Speaking of which, a girl with Blondie blonde hair and deeply tanned skin emerged from the crowd and grabbed Brad's wrist.

"Hi, I'm Sam West. Come dance with me" and she towed him towards the dance floor.

I started laughing at Brad's bewildered face and headed towards the snack bar.

I ordered Bird's Eye Crispy Cod Fries, a Hubba Bubba Soda, and an Abba Zabba. Hey, when you're at Flash Back, healthy is not even a real word.

I watched my friends as they enjoyed themselves. Sometimes, I just like watching and observing instead of being the one who was doing things.

I liked watching Zora tinker with the strobe lights. I liked watching Tawni admire herself in the mirror. I like watching Nico being "suave" with girls. I liked watching Grady over-twirl girls while dancing. It was fun.

I looked down at my Cod Fries and saw a human hand in them.

I started screaming until I saw that the hand was connected to an arm, which was connected to a shoulder, which was connected to…an egotistical jerkwad. Thankfully, the music was loud and people were already screaming, so they didn't think anything of my scream.

"What in the world are you doing here?!?!?!"

I glanced down and then back up.

"And why are you stealing my fries?!?!"

Chad grabbed a couple more fries.

"The lady in the hairnet has been giving me steak everyday for the past two weeks. I realized that having something the same for so long gets really boring. So I'm eating out."

He tried to take more fries, but I swatted his hand away.

"But why did you have to come here?" I whined.

Chad sighed and shook his head. Oh dang. I knew what was coming next: The Chad Charm.

He took both of my hands in his and stared deep into my eyes. Even though I knew he was acting, it was hard to keep focused. His eyes were usually like hard, blue ice, but when he turned up the charm, the ice melted away into deep pools of water, and it was so hard not to drown.

"Sonny, Sonny, Sonny," he softly scolded "you shouldn't be so rude. All I wanted was to enjoy a nice evening out. Is it a crime to pick a nice restaurant? Is it a crime to share food with a friend?"

"No…" I mumbled.

"I didn't think so" he smirked. "I expect you to apologize"

"I'm sorry" my words came out slurred and unfocused. Curse him and his charm!

"Good girl"

He dropped my hands and looked away for a second.

I was dizzy and confused. What just happened? You would think that having Brad come to visit would make me immune to Chad's charm. As soon as I had cleared my head, I looked back at my fries. They were gone.

"Chad!!" I yelled, slapping his arm…his really toned arm…

"What?!?" he asked, his mouth full of food.

"You just did that little "charm thing" to steal my fries! I paid good money for those!"

Chad looked at me with puppy-dog eyes.

"Aww, what did we just talk about? Here, "he said, sitting up straighter "I can be a good friend. Now tell me, is there anything troubling you? Friends…family…schoolwork…"

Oh darn. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he knew that I was having trouble with my school work. How he knew completely eluded me.

Oh well. I might as well tell him, seeing that he already knew part of it anyway…

"Well, my school work is a bit tricky for me…" I said with my eyes lowered.

"How tricky?" he pushed.

"Um…well… my Geometry grade is kinda low… for the most part, it is very Disappointing" I emphasized the "d".

"Oh Sonny, " Chad shook his head in shame, "don't you know that having a C minus or lower in any of your classes will keep you from going to the end of the year vacation?"

*gasp* OH NO!!!! I had completely forgotten about that! I couldn't miss my first studio vacation!

I swallowed hard.

"Well, why do you care if I go or not, Chad?"

Chad smiled in a way that he would consider sweet and in a way that I would consider…devious.

"As a matter of fact, I can be a very good person. In fact, I'm the best I know at Geometry, so I could be willing to tutor you, for a price"

I raised my eyebrows.

"What kind of price?"

"Oh, you know, you'll just add it to the tab of things you owe me for. For example, weird beard, big foot, Conroy, the list goes on… But I will think of something you can do to make it up to me. Deal?"

I was apprehensive. Why would he want to do this for me? What would I have to do to make it up to him? But I remembered my near-failing grade and the vacation that would otherwise be a stay-cation, so I put my hand out.

"Deal."

We shook on it, and I felt a shock run the course of my body. It was like I was signing my soul off to the devil.

My fear must have been showing on my face because Chad started laughing.

"Ha! You're scared! Well I'll have you know that Chad Dylan Cooper is not a scary guy. C'mon. I like this song"

He grabbed my hand and towed me towards the dance floor. All of the television screens had changed their pictures and were now playing the music video to "Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)". The floor tiles were blue, black, red, and white as the kids were jumping to the beat of the Eurythmics song.

I was about to make a break for it and run to Brad, but I saw him dancing with Sam and another girl I recognized as Vanessa Zuckerman from "Are You Smarter than a Blonde?" She was thin and had wavy blonde hair that reached midway down her back. The two girls seemed to be enjoying their time with Brad. And he didn't look so bored himself…

As I stood there with my mouth hanging open, Chad looked at me in a confused expression.

"What are you-oh…"

So, he knew about me and Brad too. What did this schmoe NOT know?

"Eh," he said "Guys like him aren't worth a dime. Just ignore him."

I looked down.

"I think I'm just going to go home" I said, my voice cracking in embarrassment and hurt.

I turned towards the door and began to push my way through the mass of dancing teenagers. I didn't look back, even when I heard someone calling my name above the music.

"Sonny! Sonny wait up! Oh, sorry. Excuse me. Sorry. Sonny!!! Sonny!!! Sonnygirl!!!"

I felt someone's hand wrap around my wrist.

"Sonny, why are you leaving?"

I ripped my hand out of Brad's grip.

"Because I'm pretty sure that you don't need a third girl to dance with"

"Aw, c'mon Sonny! They asked me to dance, not the other way around. I would never hurt you like that!"

Brad was the most honest, down-to-earth boy I knew. It was nearly impossible not to trust him.

"Really?" I asked hesitantly.

I turned and faced Brad. A grin spread slowly across his face.

"Would I lie to Wisconsin's most infamous air guitarist?"

I grinned back at him.

"Well, I guess Wisconsin's best paper-mache artist wouldn't lie to his girlfriend…"

Brad pulled me into a hug and whispered,

"That's my Sonnygirl"

He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the restaurant together.

Looks like Chad isn't the only charmer…

So what did you guys think? Sorry, I got grounded and I couldn't update sooner, but VIOLA! Personally, I liked it best when Chad came in. I'm a true Chad fan to the end. Don't forget to vote on the poll on my profile. PEACE OUT SUCKAS!