So, I got plenty reviews telling me to continue. Also, someone reminded me that good things take time...but really great things happen in a blink of an eye! Oops, sorry, I had to clean my mouth out with soap because I was singing Hannah Montana. Eew.

Disclaimer: Don't own SWAC

"Tawni, what am I supposed to do?" I asked her.

It was morning and Tawni and I were getting dressed. Our sleepover was a blast, and I realized Tawni didn't care if I dated Chad. I just wished that the others would be so understanding, too.

"I'll talk to them. But, of course, you know that means I would just threaten them..." She shrugged. "Who can turn this face down?"

Tawni pointed to her face that was now frowning and pouting. I laughed. Sure, she was Tawni Hart, but this was So Random were talking about. They were strong, and fearless. And the funny part about this was that I taught them that.

"And of course..." Tawni flipped her hair over her shoulder, smirking. "Nico will give in easily. Since were a thing now, you know." She smiled and bit her lip

"I never thought I'd see the day." I told her honestly. "Though I'm happy for you."

"As I am for you. Yes, I have a very wide vocabulary now, because Nico uses all these 'smooth' lines on me and I try to remember them so I don't look as dumb as I really am."

I bit my lip, still nervous about getting the cast to give in.

"Sonny, don't be worried. You know it'll work out. I can get to Nico easily. Grady and Nico are best friends. Nico can convince Grady, and when everyone is up for having you back, Zora will feel left out and just agree."

"Okay," I agreed. "I guess you gained confidence, too."

"Ha! No, no." She laughed, shaking her head. "I'm just a great actor."

I laughed once again. "Hey, thanks for helping me write the song. I really like it."

She smiled.

"Me, too. Go play it for him right now!"

I agreed and said goodbye to Tawni and gave her a hug, leaving our dressing room sneakily to not get caught by my other cast members.

About ten minutes later, I made it to Chad's dressing room.

"Chad?" I called.

"Sonny?" He asked.

"Yeah, it's me."

"You may enter the great Chad Dylan Cooper's dressing room, then." He said in a deep voice.

I rolled my eyes at the conceited boy who was my boyfriend and entered.

Chad was sitting on the blue bed with the guitar balanced on his leg, biting his lip as he placed his fingers on different frets, deciding. There was paper everywhere. I studied the room curiously as I came in, leaning against the wall across from him.

"Writer's block?" I guessed.

He smirked. "Not anymore, check it out. It's called Give Love A Try."

I smiled and listened as he started to play a song.

you, you like driving on a Sunday
you, you like taking off on Monday
you, you're like a dream, a dream come true

I, I'm just a face you never notice
now I'm just trying to be honest
with myself, with you, with the world

you might think that I'm a fool
for falling over you
but tell me what i can do to prove to you
that it's not so hard to do
give love a try, one more time
'cause you know that i'm on your side
give love a try, one more time

in your eyes, when i saw them for the first time,
and that I was gonna love you for a long time
with a love so real, so right

how did it play out like a movie,
now every time its beat can move me,
and i can't get your smile off my mind

'cause you might think that I'm a fool
for falling over you
and tell me what i can do to prove to you
that it's not so hard to do
give love a try, one more time
'cause you know that i'm on your side
give love a try, one more time
one more time

He finished it off like the beginning. I was shocked. That was incredible. He sang it amazingly. I was speechless.

"Do you like it?" He asked, biting his lip in worry.

I opened my mouth to say something. Nothing was coming out. I closed it, raising my eyebrows and shaking my head in amazement.

"Oh. Well, I mean, it was just a little something I wrote for you...It doesn't really matter." He said disappointedly.

"No, no!" I gained my voice back. "It was...it was beyond words. In a good way! I-I loved it."

I smiled at him.

He took a deep breath in relief, laughing. "Good."

"Yeah, it was." I nodded. "Listen, um, Tawni helped me write a song when I hung out with her overnight, and I want you to hear it. It's for you."

He handed me his guitar, and I put my leg up on his bed to balance it.

"It's called Behind Enemy Lines. Don't hate it." I added.

I took a deep breath, starting to strum the opening sequence.

And I feel, I feel a deep connection
And I think, that we might be onto somethin, no
And I know it's somethin special
Seein you here is not coincidental, mhmm

[Chorus]
Well I've been walkin, walkin behind enemy lines
And I've been fightin, fightin from the other side
I've been sayin, sayin that I won't fall this time
But now I'm walkin, walkin within enemy lines

Ooo, oh

See I was tryin to be everything you weren't expecting
All I ever wanted was to try and keep you guessing
He smiled at the familiar phrase.
But I'm falling way too fast
I just want this love to last forever, forever
And every time I feel this way
Oh, somethings changed for the better
(Whoa whoa whoa ooo)

[Chorus]
And I've been walkin, walkin behind enemy lines
And I've been fightin, fightin from the other side
I've been sayin, sayin that I won't fall this time
But now I'm walkin, walkin within enemy lines

[Chorus]
And now I'm walkin, walkin behind enemy lines
And now I'm fightin, fightin from the other side
I've been sayin, sayin I won't fall this time
Now I'm walkin, walkin within enemy lines

I handed the guitar back to him.

"I...thought it fit." I shrugged.

"Yeah. Perfectly. It was great!" He praised.

I made a silly face to ease up the gratitude moment. "Thanks."

Chad laughed.

"So," I started. "Um, this dude talked to me the other day about...a record deal. He's the head of Megarecords..." I played with my thumbs.

"That's great!" He looked confused at my indecision.

"So you wouldn't mind or anything?"

"No." He laughed. "Why would I?"

"I don't know," I mumbled.

I was planning to tell him something else, too. I couldn't be near him when I said it, so I stood up and paced in front if him.

"As you know I talked to Tawni." I said. "And...she's getting my cast to get me back on the show. Or at least like me again."

He put the guitar down and stared at me. "Oh."

"It's most likely going to work out." I looked to the floor.

"What are you saying?" He was confused.

" I mean, Chad, that I don't belong in 'drama'. I'm a comedian, okay? I-I can't do this whole sad angry thing! I laugh."

"So you don't want to be on the show for the season, then." His voice took a hard edge.

"No. It's not that! It's just that I would rather be on So Random then Mackenzie Falls. I belong there. Not here. Things could just go back to normal."

Chad stood up, looking angry. "Back to normal. Normal is when we weren't together."

"I'm not saying that, Chad!" I argued.

"I think you are, Sonny." He disagreed.

"No, no! I would never-"

"It's your pick." He interrupted me. "Me, or them."

I glared. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me correctly." He raised his eyebrows.

"Chad, I'm trying to tell you that I want to go back to my show and you want to break up?" My voice shook.

"I don't know Sonny. Would it be best to go back to normal?" He asked sarcastically.

I looked at him like he was insane. Hurt flashed through my insides as I stared at him. How could he be so selfish and just plain rude?

"I thought you had changed to the comforting, sweet guy I loved form this conceited jerkthrob who thinks he's ten times cooler than he really is!" I yelled.

"I don't want to be. Just choose." He said simply.

I got up in his face then. "I would choose my friends over someone like you any day." I whispered.

I was furious. It was hard to deny his generous offer to Mackenzie Falls, and he wasn't making it any easier. But now, I was hurt. Upset, angry, and already feeling alone.

I knew his next words before they came out of his mouth.

"Fine then. If that's what you want. We're over." His voice was sure and strong.

Hearing the words, it broke my heart. The boy I'd wanted for the moths I'd been here, finally mine, but leaving so soon. The tears spilled over as I looked down, embarrassed and insulted.

"No girl would want to give your love a try." I shook my head, looking up, trying to make out his blurry face from behind my tears.

He walked over to the door and opened it, gesturing for me to leave.

One heartbroken sob escaped my lips as I ran out of the room and left Chad behind.

Like I would from now on.