AN: I know this chapter is my shortest one yet, but I really didn't have enough time, and the part that's fun to write isn't until the next chapter. That'll be much longer, pinky swear.

"Get in."

"No."

"Wimp."

"No."

"Come on, Sonny, just get in the pool!"

"No." she crossed her arms.

I groaned in frustration at her stubbornness. We've all been in the pool for a little while now, except for Sonny. Which is weird, because I thought she'd be the first one in the pool since she's just so incredibly fun loving.

"Why not?"

"Because, I can't."

"Oh come on, yes you can."

"No, I really mean, I can't."

"I don't believe you."

"Fine."

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!" I slowly slid over to her.

"Good…Chad!" by this time, I had picked her up and walking torwards the pool.

"Really, Chad, don't!"

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't drop you in here." I said, holding her over the water of the deep end.

"Because I can't-" splash! My hands slipped and she was submerged in the water sooner than I had originally planned. "You idiot!" Tawni yelled, running over to me. "What?" I asked, not noticing that Sonny hadn't come up from the water yet.

"She can't swim!"

I froze. "She…she…can't…swim?"

"No!"

I would've gone in right then to save her. I would've dived in and taken her in my arms like I did before, only this time, I'd be taking her out of the danger, not into it. But all I could do was stand there in shock at my stupidity and carelessness as the others were running around in terror around me.

Just when I was finally able to move my body, someone was already in the water getting Sonny out. I looked closer and saw that it was Devon.

"She's not breathing!" he yelled, placing her seemingly lifeless body out of the water. She's going to be okay. I told myself. I didn't kill her. She's fine.

I was selfish. I was trying to calm myself down instead of turning to the much more important tragedy forming. I turned torwards where Devon was leaning over Sonny, unsure of what to do. "Just pump her chest or something!!" Tawni yelled, clearly both frustrated and worried. "I'll do it!" I volunteered. "How can you even be horny at a time like this, Chad?" said Portlyn.

"I'm not!"

"Yes you are!"

"Am-" I stopped as I realized that Devon was leaning down to Sonny, his mouth hovering over hers. I watched him press his lips over her lips, something I've always wanted to do. Suddenly, she sat up coughing. "What happened?" she asked. Thank God she's okay.

But then, the intense relief I felt was replaced by utter jealousy. It was obvious what would happen next: Sonny would be all "Oh Devon, my hero!" and then she'd tell him that she likes him and then they'd go running off into the sunset together, hand in hand.

"You just almost drowned, thanks to Chad." Devon spat my name. "It wasn't my fault!" I tried to defend myself, but everyone was glaring at me, even Sonny. "I didn't know you were gonna drown!"

"Oh, well I'm sorry, next time I'll send you an email when I decide to almost die."

"No, Sonny, I'm not saying its your-"

"Save it, Chad. And thanks Devon." she smiled widely at him.

I watched her attempt to get up, but she plopped back down seconds later. I rushed over to her, trying to redeem myself. "Let me help you up." I said, offering my hand to her. She stared at it hesitantly, then Devon pushed it back. "Sonny, you should rest. Want me to carry you over to the playground? We can sit up on the floor where the slides are." then, before Sonny or I could even say anything, Devon picked her up in his arms and started transporting her to the playground. "I really think I can walk by myself…" Sonny protested, but Devon didn't listen. "Devon, where are you going?!" Tawni whined. "I have to take care of her, Tawni. I'll see you later." he explained, not noticing how hurt she was. "No, wait!" I followed. No way was I let Devon getting away with my girl.

The way from the pool, to the playground, was very very long. "Why can't I be carried?!" I whined. "Chad Dylan Cooper can't break his legs walking!"

"Wow Chad, you're out of shape. Unlike me." Devon bragged, followed by a giggle from Sonny. I glared at them both. "Chad Dylan Cooper is very in shape. In fact, I could carry Sonny right now!"

"You can not." Devon scoffed.

"Can so!" I argued back.

"Prove it!" he challenged, starting to hand Sonny over to me.

"You know, I'm kinda fine staying right where I am…"

"Here." now, I had her in my arms. It was the most wonderfully satisfying feeling I've ever felt; similar to when I woke up that morning.

"Oh, thanks for asking what I'd like, guys. You're so considerate." she cooed sarcastically.

"I know I am."

"Oh shut up, Chad. I don't know if you're capable of walking and talking at the same time. You might drop me."

"I'd never let you fall." I said honestly. I think she could tell, because she looked up at me and blushed.