AN: I forgot one thing. The disclaimer.
I do not own Sonny With a Chance. If I did, I'd take it off of Disney and make the rating much higher than G.
SPOV
Please tell me that loser didn't go through my underwear drawer. Perv. I'm gonna kill him. No wait, killing him is too easy. I have to do something big. Not right away of course, that's too predictable. No. I'm gonna let it build up and then strike when he least expects it. This is gonna have to be huge. Huger than giving his baby pictures to Tween Weekly. Even though I might decide to do that anyway.
"Knock knock!" Tawni said as she entered my room. "Goodmorning." I greeted as Portlyn and Chloe followed her inside. "Question." she said as she closed the door. "Why was Chad coming out of your room?"
"Oh."
"Oh? Stop holding out on us!"
I looked at their expectant faces and rolled my eyes. "Fine. It isn't really anything though. Chad, being Chad, thought he was too good to sleep on the floor, so he decided to sleep in my bed. Then in the middle of the night, it was storming and the thunder woke me up, so I figured I'd just hang in my room until you guys woke up. But then I found him and…we just fell asleep."
They were all wide eyed, and their jaws were hanging out. "You." Portlyn pointed to me. "Slept. With. Chad."
"No! I mean, yes. Well, not slept slept. We fell asleep and happened to be in the same bed. We didn't even touch I don't think."
"You don't think?"
"Well, Chad said that I was practically on him when he woke up..."
Chloe started cracking up.
"It's not funny!"
"Oh, but it is. I can't believe…" she said, wiping a tear from her eye.
"By the way, Sonny! You have a pool right?"
"Right, but it's closed today." I pouted.
"Why don't we go to the one in the park?" Tawni asked. I stared at her in disbelief. "A public pool? Really, Tawni? Really?"
"Wow. If that wasn't proof that you like Chad, I don't know what is." Tawni said and I blushed. "But you forget, Sonny, I'm Tawni Hart! I'll make them kick out all of the losers and we could have the whole park to ourselves." my eyes widened. I've always wanted to have a private party at the park, but never got around to it. I jumped up and down and squealed. "This is gonna be so much fun!"
"I know right?" Chloe agreed. "But really, the boys are kinda out there…" she pointed to my door. "And we, are in here." she pointed to the floor directly below us. Us three girls looked at eachother and sprinted for the door.
"What does it mean though?" we heard Chad ask as soon as we came out of my room. "It was like…an asortment of blue bras!" I froze as I realized they were talking about me. And my bras!
"Maybe that's her favorite color." Grady offered.
"No…that's yellow..."
Chloe giggled and sprinted back for my room. "No, wait! Don't…" too late. She came back out of my room with two of my many same colored bras in her hand. "Really, Sonny, really?" she said in a deep voice, imitating Chad. Portlyn and Tawni started cracking up, just like Chloe had earlier. "So not funny!" I fumed. Portlyn just shook her head. "Boys are so clueless. How can they not get the reason why all of your bras are blue? Let's think here…what else does Sonny like that is blue? So obvious. "
"Kay can we not talk about who I like or my bras for like two seconds?" I pleaded.
"Fine, for now. No promises though."
We walked down the short hallway to the living room where the boys were. Thankfully, they left the subject of my bras, and moved on to sports. The classic boy conversation. "Guys, we're about to go somewhere." Chloe said, and they ignored her. The three of us looked at each other with the same huh? expression, and I decided to try again. "Hey, Chad, Nico, Grady, Devon, we're going to the park." still nothing. "Here, let me try." Tawni helped. "Hey boys, we're gonna go swimming. As in, us in bikinis. And water." she stressed the word "water", sounding out the syllables like she was talking to a two year old.
At that, they immediately detached themselves from their oh so important sports talk, and they raced for their bags.
"Wait for us!" Grady yelled while the other boys ran behind them.
"To the park, we go!"
"Hi, I'd like to reserve the park for a private party, please." I told the lady in the office at the park. She stared at me with a dull I don't really care expression on her face.
"Ma'am, you can't do that. It's a public park." she said in monotone.
"But, I really need to-"
"Listen kids, I said no. Now run along and do something else teenager-ish, like kill a bird or something."
"Excuse me!" Tawni stepped in. "I am Tawni Hart, and I need this park."
The lady looked at us with her tired eyes for a few moments, and for a second I thought that she was going to say yes.
"No."
"But-"
"No buts! Now get out, you're gonna give me more frown lines."
Tawni and I dragged ourselves out of the office and went back with the others. "What?" Nico asked.
"They won't let us reserve the park. No one else is even here!" I yelled frustrated.
"Ha, let the man handle it, Sonny. I got this." I couldn't help but laugh at Chad's naïve attitude torwards this, like he thinks he can actually get the lady to let us stay there. I mean, I know he's incredibly cute, and famous, but so are Tawni and I!
"Funny, funny little Sonny. You think CDC can't handle this?"
"Oh I know you can't, CDC."
"Wanna bet?"
"You're on." I said as the other watched expectantly at our exchange, but Portlyn looked worried.
"Oh please don't tell me you guys are gonna do another bet." she pleaded.
"What's wrong with that?" Nico asked.
"Well, last time you did that, Chad ended up using all of my makeup, and then the other time, Sonny had to tell the papparazi how 'jealous' she was of my friendship with Chad. Which of course led people to believe that we were dating. Ew."
"Well, Portlyn, we won't involve you this time." I promised.
"Alright. But I swear if I ever see my makeup missing again-"
"Don't worry." Chad assured her.
"Fine."
"So, what's it gonna be this time?" Chad asked, steering the conversation back torwards our bet.
"Easy. Loser has to do whatever the winner says all day tomorrow."
"It's a bet, Munroe."
We shook hands, and I felt my whole body temperature increasing rapidly, then decrease as his hand left mine. I saw him shudder, and thought for a second that he felt it too, but then had to remind myself. This is Chad. He has two new girlfriends once a week, and that's if he's sick. He would never want me.
Chad walked back into the office, winked at me, and closed the door. I immediately pushed my ear to the door and heard the muffled conversation going on.
"Chad. Dylan. Cooper!" the lady gasped.
"Hello, beautiful." My eyes rolled at his attempt at 'charm'.
"What can I help you with?" she asked, sounding both shocked and dazzled by his presence.
"Well, my friends and I wanted to reserve the park here today-"
"Done!" she cut him off. What? Are you serious?!
"Thank you. Sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"Beatrice."
Suddenly, without warning, he opened the door, and I fell right on top of him. Great. "Wow, you really do want me!"
"Chad, I know you can do better than that."
"True that."
"Ew, you're not cool!"
"Really, Sonny, really?"
"Yes, really!"
A moment of comfortable silence fell over us before realizing four things.
One, everyone was watching us. Two, I was still on top of him. Three, he was still holding on to me. And four, we could faintly hear the click! of a camera.
I glanced down at him and saw that he had the same embarrassed expression I did. Chad Dylan Cooper gets embarrassed? Wow. I guess you really do learn something new every day. "I guess we should…" Chad started, something in his voice telling me that he didn't really want to get up, or maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part. "Yeah…"
I reluctantly raised myself off of him, and turned to face the others. "Well, are we gonna keep standing here, or are we gonna go get wet? It's like a fire out here." I asked enthusiastically while fanning myself, and trying not to make eye contact with anyone.
Everyone stared at me for a few seconds before Grady decided to talk first.
"Let's hit the pool!"
Me again. So, if anyone has any ideas of what Sonny could do to Chad for revenge, feel free to tell them to me. It was kind of a spontaneous thing and I haven't even thought of what Sonny could do, yet.