AN: Soo I'm totally stuck. Therefore, I have to basically tell you one of the things that's gonna happen in order for this to work. Basically, in the next chapter, Sonny gets Chad's phone and does something really mean with it. What does she do, however? No clue. Where do you guys come in? Welll...what's something bad Sonny could do with Chad's phone? I mean, I know talking to people on his phonebook or texting people or sending pictures. But I need specifics. Talking to people about WHAT? Texting people WHAT? Sending pictures of WHAT? Best answer gets to have a character named after them who you'll see in the next few chapters. Thanks =]
CPOV
I can't believe I actually did it! I asked her out! And she didn't laugh in my face! I didn't actually know that she liked me more than a friend. I just hoped that I'd say it and I'd be right. Otherwise, I would've just laughed it off with her, acting like I meant it as a joke. But I didn't need to. Because she didn't! I felt like screaming. I have a chance with Sonny Monroe.
We ended up falling asleep at some time. I think someone might've peeked in, but I might have dreamt it. I do remember long blonde hair flying out the room followed by a squeal when she saw Sonny and me.
It was morning now. Ten after eleven, to be exact. My head was rested on Sonny's soft brown locks. I couldn't help myself; I leaned in and smelled it. Wow, I'm such a creep.
But really, asking her out was really unlike me. I mean sure, I've done it with seemingly hundreds of other girls in the past, but I didn't actually have real feelings for them except for thinking they're kinda cute. Then, I'd dump them a day or two later, when I either:
A. Got bored of them.
B. Found out they were using me for my fame.
Or C. Realized yet again that they're nothing compared to Sonny.
Bottom line: I had never been nervous around a girl. I was freaking out inside when I asked Sonny, and panicking even more when all she said was "Wow." She didn't notice how scared I was. After all, I was an actor. However, she was an actress, and very very good at it. The expression on her face was blank, leaving me unable to read it.
I debated going back to sleep or not. I definitely wouldn't want to be the first one up, again. But I really had to talk to the other girls about what to do for Sonny's date. So, I got up, and made my way for her living room.
Tawni was already awake, typing away on her laptop. "Hey." I said.
"Hey. What's up?"
"Well…I need help. Could you wake up Portlyn and Chloe, then meet me outside?"
She nodded. "Sure."
I walked out of Sonny's door of her apartment [her new one, that is, after I ruined her old one when I thought she was in trouble.] and into the hallway.
Less than a minute later, the three girls were all next to me; teeth brushed and all.
"So…?"
"So…I asked Sonny out."
They all squealed and jumped and yelled and twirled and laughed and hugged for a few minutes. Girls are so weird. I'm so scared…I wonder if Sonny would come out to save me…
"Alright, enough!"
They all reluctantly stopped their movements. "What exactly do you need us for?" Chloe asked, brushing her newly dyed red hair out of her eyes. "Well…I don't know where to take her."
They all looked at each other and began shouting out different places. I think the only thing I was able to comprehend was "A hotel in Cuba." Weirdos.
"Something Sonny would like." I interrupted.
"Well, what's something that both of you like?" Tawni suggested.
"I don't know…"
"Yes, you do. And we can't tell you where to take her. She'll appreciate it much more if it's from you." Portlyn encouraged me.
"Yeah, I'm CDC. I got this!" I gloated, sounding like George Lopez.
The three girls rolled their eyes and went back inside.
Quickly, my mind was hit with a ton of bricks as I remembered the bet I have with Sonny. How am I supposed to balance that with the date? I have a lot of work to do. Perhaps this could work to both my and Sonny's advantage?
SPOV
I woke up to the sound of Tawni, Portlyn, and Chloe running around my room and invading my closet. They were shouting things like "How about this shirt? I think it goes with her eyes perfectly." or "What about this?"
I sat up and stretched as I yawned loudly. "What are you guys doing?" my sleepy voice asked.
"We're picking something out for your date with-"
"Knock, knock!" Chad's voice sang.
"Come in!" Chloe yelled.
"Since when do you knock?" I asked.
"Sonny, do you know what day it is?"
"Um…Sunday?"
"Yes, and what is Sunday?"
"The day after yesterday…?" I was so not seeing where he was going with this.
"And what is yesterday?"
"Saturday…"
"And what happened Saturday?"
"Can you just tell me whatever you're trying to tell me already?!"
"Fine. Three things happen on Sunday. One, it is precisely 12:15. Which means it is officially Sunday afternoon. So you guys," he pointed to the girls. "Get out. And take the other three with you."
They all pouted and marched out the room with a faint "Bye, Sonny. Have fun!"
"You didn't have to kick them out!" I protested.
"Two," he continued. "Is the day of our date." he smiled. How could I have forgotten about that?
"And three, don't think you're getting off easy just because we know how we feel about each other now." my cheeks grew hot from the last part. "I believe we had a bet…"
"No!" I yelled. "You can not be serious." I groaned and smacked a pillow over my face in frustration.
"Oh, but I am."