CPOV

Ninety minutes and two cartons later, we were all spread out across Sonny's living room floor, watching cartoons on TV. "This. Is way better than a 'sammich'." Tawni commented on the food.

"True dat, yo." I agreed.

"Ugh, Chad, for the last time, you're not anything close to gangster." Sonny snapped at me. Rude.

"You're just mad because you can't pull it off like me." I smirked.

"No. Just no." she said. I pouted. Sonny's being mean to me. Poor me.

"I'm bored." Chloe said dryly.

"How about a movie?" I suggested.

"Yes! A scary one!" Nico said enthusiastically.

"Dark Floors?" Portlyn asked.

"Dark Floors…isn't that…like really scary?" I gulped.

"Afraid?" Sonny's perky chocolate-hazel eyes teased me.

"Of course not. You?"

"Not at all. I love scary movies." she beamed.

Who knew a girl like Sonny would be violent, daring, and dark? I mean, Sonny loving scary movies is like the sun loving bats. It just doesn't work.

Chloe popped in the movie while Sonny ran to get the popcorn. A few minutes later, we were spread out around Sonny's couch. Sonny and I were the only ones actually on it. Portlyn, Nico, Tawni, and Devon were on the love seats, leaving Grady and Chloe on the floor.

I looked over at Sonny and raised my eyebrows as to say where's my popcorn?

She rolled her eyes at me and looked torwards the purple container in her lap. "There were no more bowls left." she whispered sharply.

"So I get none?" I whispered back.

"Not unless you wanna share."

"Chad Dylan Cooper does not share!"

"Sharing is caring, though. Oh well then, Chad Dylan Cooper gets no popcorn."

"Fine." I surrendered.

"Fine."

I decided to just reach my hand in the popcorn bowl and stuffed my mouth with it angrily, which caused Sonny to roll her eyes at me.

I don't know what exactly changed between her and me when we were with the others again. I mean, I know I started being mean again, but why? Was it like a reflex for me or something? And she joined right in. One step forward, two steps back, right?

This movie is soo confusing. What's up with the creepy little girl and the old man? Do they have some sort of affair going on? I bet they do. Ahh ghost! They're all gonna die! I tried not to jump, and failed. Sonny just looked over me and silently laughed. Stupid Sonny. She's the one who is supposed to be getting scared. Not me. I dove my hand in the popcorn bowl again, only to be greeted by a warm hand and familiar sparks. Sonny looked at me shyly and blushed. She's so cute when she blushes.

I bet something's gonna come out of that elevator…stay cool, Chad. Stay cool.

Thankfully, I succeeded. Sonny, however, looked like she was starting to get a little frightened. She cuddled up to me at all the loud and scary parts. By half way into the movie, she was hanging onto me for dear life. I could get used to this.

"Do you know how to stop this?" the dad asked the little creepy girl on the movie. I decided to name her Zora.

Of course Zora knows how! Duhhh! Have you been paying attention to her creepiness or what?

At the end of the movie, Zora was making some speech to the monster of darkness about how the dark just can't be friends with the light. I never took creepy movie Zora to be racist…

Oh, they're back at the hospital now.

So. Totally confused. Alright, I officially quit trying to figure this movie out.

Rock music blasted as the credits rolled. Sonny's head was still buried in my chest. I looked around the room, and discovered that Sonny and I were the only two not making out! Chloe…and…Grady? Really, guys, really? Who would actually want Grady? Ewww.

Instead of watching the porno-in-the-making scene in front of me, I decided to nudge Sonny. "The movie's over." I whispered to her. She didn't respond, so I leaned in closer. I noticed that her breathing was heavier than usual, and her brown eyes were shut. Sleeping. She's supposed to be sleeping with me. Not on me.

I tried to unravel myself from her without waking her up, like I had done earlier that day, but achieving it on a couch was much harder than in a bed. "Chad?" she groggily asked.

"'Morning, Sonshine."

"I said stop calling me that…" she reminded me very tiredly.

"Right. You can go back to sleep if you want. Nothing fun going on here."

She sat up. "No, no, I'm fine. What's everyone else…" her sentence stopped in its tracks as soon as she saw her answer. "Ew!" she shrieked when her eyes met the tongue wrestling match going on around us. "I know, disturbing right?"

She nodded her head. "Completely."

"I am so not sitting here watching this." I declared.

"To my room?"

"To your room."

"Oh, but if you go through my stuff again, I'll kill you." she warned when we were at her door.

"Deal."