A/N: You people made me very happy with so many reviews, favoriting and putting the story on alerts. So here's my thank you : an extra early update!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance.
9:00 PM
Sonny's house
(After the party)
Sonny and Jake were sitting on the couch with their feet propped up on a table, silently watching television. An atypical peace reigned in the room, because, for once, they weren't arguing. Both of them were engrossed in their own thoughts. The day had been a rather eventful one.
*Sonny's phone moos*
Sonny sat up from her reverie, looking around for her mooing phone. She traced the sound to her room. She rushed into the room to pick it up-
"Hello?"
"Sonny, it's me, Tawni"
"Hi, Tawn. What's up?"
"Actually, a lot… Your brother asked me out", said Tawni in a very calm voice.
"He what? When?", asked a shocked Sonny. Jake hadn't told her anything about it.
"Yes, he did, back at that devil's birthday"
"Did you agree or disagree? I bet you disagreed, 'cause you don't go out with normal people…"
"Sonny! Let me talk! I did not agree or disagree. I just didn't know what to do. That's why I called you"
"I don't know, Tawni. He's not a movie star or an hotelier or a prince. I don't know if it will work out"
"Yeah, I know that he's not a movie star or a hotelier, but I…I don't know…"
"Do you want to go out with him?"
"Sort of…yes. I know that he's a very different guy…but is there any harm in giving it a shot?", asked Tawni.
"No, I suppose not. But ultimately, it's your wish"
"Okay, then, I'll try dating him"
"Shall I tell him that you said yes?"
"No, I'll tell him myself. Bye then"
"Bye, Tawn"
"She said yes?", asked an excited Jake, standing right outside her room. Apparently, he'd been eavesdropping on the conversation. Sonny saw no point in denying the truth. She sighed and nodded.
"Yes!", jumped Jake, punching the air. Sonny smiled.
"How did you know it was Tawni?"
"Just took a guess…Anyways, got to go prepare for the date…"
"What do you mean prepare for the date? There's nothing to prepare…"
But Jake had already left the room.
Sonny sighed again; it was a crazy life.
And she had to get ready for her excursion.
She reached for a dusty wooden crate and cleaned it. Then she opened it to see if its contents were intact. She smiled; they were. It was a good thing she hadn't given them away. Who knew they would come in handy for this occasion?
The next day
7:15 PM
Sonny's house
Sonny looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had done a good job. Patting herself on the back, she went to the living room.
It was a good thing that Jake had already left for his date.
"Hey mom, I'm going out"
"Okay, sweetie, be back soon. By the way, what's with the clothes you're wearing? Aren't they a little…boyish?", asked Connie, taking in Sonny's extremely loose white shirt, a similar sized hooded jacket over it and her masculine pants.
Sonny squirmed under her mother's close observation.
"It's okay, mom"
"Are you sure? Shall I pick something else for you? How about the ski-"
"No, mom. I'm leaving. Bye!"
Sonny hurriedly exited the apartment before her mother could force her into some other set of clothes.
Once she reached the dark shadow of the building, she pulled her hair up and fastened it with a clip. Then she reached for Eric's beard and mustache and put them on. She then stuck a fringe of matching hair on her forehead..
She pulled the hood of her jacket over her head and moved under a street lamp. She pulled out her compact mirror and checked if her disguise was convincing enough.
She clicked her tongue in satisfaction and hailed a cab.
7:30 PM
Chad's house
Chad was pacing the living room, debating with himself on whether or not he should start yet.
He could start late and be fashionably late or he could start early and get the date done with as soon as possible. It wasn't like he was very interested in that girl anyways.
A buzz interrupted his thoughts.
He took out his cell phone. He had a new text.
Started yet?- Sonny.
Seeing the text, a flurry of memories of recent times with Sonny hit him: how she had started acting possessive of him and how she had become very inquisitive about his dates all of a sudden; how she had begun picking up his feelings much clearly than ever before. And no, he did not find these sudden changes in her persona unattractive at all. On the contrary, he was quite glad that she was doing so. Because that meant that she was as interested in him as he was in her. Heck, he was in love with her. So no, he didn't mind it at all.
No,why? Jealous? :) - Chad
And he knew that Sonny was up to something. He wasn't stupid. He was anticipating some mischief from her tonight.
And that allured him to the date more than Leslie did.
Ha! You wish! - Sonny
8:15 PM
The restaurant
Sonny tapped her feet in impatience. It was fifteen minutes past the time Chad was supposed to arrive with Leslie and the he hadn't turned up yet.
Was he going to come or not? Or had he lied to her?
Just then, they walked in. The picturesque couple, hand in hand, much to Sonny's dismay. She hated how good they looked with each other. And when she'd asked Leslie to wear an orange dress, she had meant actual, bright orange, not brick red, which, much to her displeasure, suited her hair color.
It looked like her plan was backfiring on herself.
She groaned, shooing away the waiter and taking out her cell phone. It was time for another text.
A few moments earlier
Leslie grabbed Chad's arm as they walked towards the hotel from the parking lot. He did mind, but he refrained from saying anything. After all, they were supposed to be on a date.
"I've never been to this restaurant before, Chad. Is it good?", asked Leslie.
Chad rolled his eyes.
"Leslie, if it wasn't good, why would I bring you here?"
They entered the glitzy place.
Chad's eyes scanned the whole dimly lit chamber for a trace of silky brown hair, but he spotted none. A little disappointed, he sat down at a table opposite his date.
He was so sure that Sonny would turn up tonight. How come she hadn't?
His phone buzzed.
He took it out. His face spread out in a wide grin when he read the received text. Don't gawk at Leslie – Sonny. He didn't realize that he had been looking at Leslie. It had happened inadvertently as he had been thinking about Sonny.
He looked around. He could still not catch sight of Sonny. Puzzled, but happy about the streak of jealousy and possessiveness that Sonny was showing, he typed a reply: Lol, so u r jealous :) - Chad and pressed the send button.
"Um, hey Chad, some happy news?", interrupted Leslie.
"No, nothing, just forwarded jokes", lied Chad, still unable to wipe the grin off his face.
"So, shall we order?", she asked, gesturing to the waiter.
"Yeah, yeah"
They both ordered what they wanted. Chad noticed that Leslie's order was very meager. He was quite used to the Hollywood actresses' peculiar eating habits, but it did not impress him.
All the starving was probably why Leslie lacked Sonny's glow.
As they waited for their food to be brought, Leslie placed her arm over Chad's.
"So, Chad…how's life?", she asked.
"Great", he replied unenthusiastically.
"So…I've heard that you hate your middle name. Is that true?"
That was the most ridiculous thing Chad had ever heard.
"No, I don't. That's utterly stupid. Who said that?", he asked fiercely.
"Uh…I have my sources", replied a somewhat embarrassed Leslie.
His phone buzzed. He read the received message eagerly: Yes I m. So what? And, take your hand off hers. This instant! – Sonny. He laughed out loudly.
Leslie looked at him with raised eyebrows. He toned down his laugh.
U admitted it at last. Ha! Victory to Chad the great! Btw, where r u? I can't see you – Chad.
After sending the text, he turned his attention towards Leslie.
"So, where were we?"
"I was asking about your interests. I've heard that you love reading. Really?"
"What? I hate reading. Who gave you that idea?"
Leslie looked like she wanted to evaporate.
"No one. So I'm assuming you don't like So Random! either"
"Of course I don't…"
Then the pieces began to fall in place.
"Wait a second, did Sonny Munroe tell you all this?"
Leslie nodded sheepishly, "She claimed to be a good friend of yours and told me that she wanted to help me"
"Of course she did", said Chad, more to himself than her.
To be continued…
*grins evilly*
A/N: I've been wanting to do this chapter since forever. I really hope you all liked it. Review! And by the way, do you want a detailed account of Jake and Tawni's date?
