A/N: So, yeah. Hope you liked my last chapter. Only have 5 comments, as of now. So please keep reviewing. Oh, and Happy Birthday Allisyn Ashley Arm!!! (Zora) She's 14!!! :D I want to make this an extra special chapter. So I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: No. Do not own Sonny with a Chance.


After Nico left, Sonny and I were left in a state of shock. We figured he had a little crush. But feelings? Feelings? We were surprised. So when Nico went to basketball practice, I left. I figured I should get home. A/N: Hope you won't hate this story after I explain her life at home!!! I asked Sonny if she could drive me. My mom couldn't. Sonny agreed. So as I get in her mom's car, in the back, I see how much her mom loves her. I am so jealous right now. Not that my mom doesn't love me, 'cause I know she does, but we never spend time together. As I get dropped off, I waved goodbye to Sonny, and said thank you to her mom. "Anytime Zora. Oh, and call me Connie." I nodded. I ran up the stairs, and went through the front door. Our house isn't big, but it's a 3 bedroom, my parents' room, my room, and the office/study, for my dad. As I walked in, my mom was doing the dishes.

"Hi mom. Uh... Why didn't you pick me up? I mean, you told me you couldn't because you had to work. But you've been doing the dishes." I figured this was gonna happen. Not that my mom doesn't have time for me, It's just that she can be, well, forgetful.

"Oh sweetie. I am so sorry. I did have to work. I actually just got home a few minutes ago. I forgot that you needed a ride. Who gave you a ride?" Hey, she's my mom. The woman who gave birth to me. I forgive her.

"Connie, Sonny's mom."

"Do you think you can get a ride home from her from now on? So this won't happen again." I knew she was gonna ask.

"Yeah I guess."

"So how was your day?" Well this was odd. She must feel bad.

"Well I-"Her phone rang.

"That's great sweetie. Hang on. Hello?...Yes I do….No not a bad time…" I went into my room. I threw my bag on my bed.

"I wrote my first sketch." I said aloud. Not that she cares or anything. Yeah, it totally wasn't a bad time. It was one of the best days of my life. I went over to my meat catapult. It broke the other day. So, I went over to fix it. I have no idea what happened. It fell over. After about ten minutes of pulling it apart, I started putting it back together. As I was putting the spring in, I heard a slam on the door. Dad's home.

"Sweetie. How many times did I tell you??? You have to stop buying all these things, we won't be able to afford anything if you keep spending your money on pointless things." He said. Yep. That's my dad. He only cares about money. I still have to love him though.

"But Bill…" That's my dad's name. "Zora was growing out of her clothes. She's turning 12 soon. I needed to buy her some." My mom was trying to be nice about it.

"Well did you need to spend this much money?" Thanks dad. I love you too.

"She needed so much more clothes. Most of the money we have comes from her. She was the one who came to me with the problem. And she needed some…girl things." Thanks mom, for putting it like that.

"What are you talking about? I make most of the money in this house. No one even watches her dumb show." Just then, I put on my music. I can't believe he said that. My show is the second most watched show in America. Apart from Mackenzie Falls. I turned my music up, but I could still hear their voices, well, now yelling.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, NO ONE WATCHES IT???? ALMOST EVERY KID IN AMERICA WATCHES IT!!!!"I love my mom. She always tries to defend me.

"WELL, TO GET MORE MONEY IN THIS FAMILY, WHY DOESN'T SHE JOIN THAT MACKENZIE WATERFALLS SHOW!!" Dad did not just go there. I tell my mom everyday about how rude those people can be. Even though at times she can forget about things to do, she never forgets what I say to her.

"WELL PROBABLY BECAUSE SHE'S A FREAKSHOW!!! DO YOU SEE WHAT SHE WEARS?!?! IT'S NOT NORMAL. DO YOU SEE THE CONTRAPTIONS SHE BUILDS?!?! IT'S NOT NORMAL!!!!" Dad?!?!? Why would he say that?!?! Am I really a freak?!?! He probably had a bad day at work. Yeah that's it. Just then, I felt a tear fall down my cheek.

"Bill! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT!?!?! ZORA IS THE BEST THING TO HAPPEN TO THIS FAMILY!!!"

"THEN WHY DON'T SHE GO AND SHOW HER APPRECIATION TOWARDS US AND JOIN THAT DRAMA SHOW?!?!" Dad? Why are you saying this?

"You know she doesn't want to. She hates those people." Mom tried to keep an even tone."

"MAYBE BECAUSE SHE'S SO WEIRD!!! MAYBE ONE OF THOSE CONTRAPTIONS HURT ONE OF THEM!!!!" I couldn't take it anymore. I packed some clothes, just for overnight. And I took my cell phone, and hopped out the window. Good thing it's on the first floor. I took out my cell phone. I called my friend Sarah. No answer. I left a message.

"Hey Sarah. My parents are at it again. Can you pick me up? So I can stay over?? Bye." Oh, crap. I forgot. They're on a trip to D.C. So all my school friends aren't here. Who else can I call? I remembered how nice Sonny's mom was. Maybe she won't mind if I stayed there. I called Sonny.

"Hello??" Sonny picked up. Obviously, since it was her cell phone.

"Hey Sonny. It's Zora." I tried to be as nice as possible.

"Oh hey. What's up?"

"Uh…I need a place to stay. My friends are all out of town, so I can't stay at their house." I tried to not let tears come out.

"Hold on. Let me ask my mom." I heard her ask. I heard her mom say yes. "She said okay. We're on our way over." Crap, she can't pick me up at my house. They'll know. I had to come up with something else.

"Why don't you pick me up at the beginning of the street? It'll be easier." I sniffled. Crap, Sonny caught that.

"Zora, what's going on?" I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't.

"Nothing. Just, nothing."

"You sure?" She asked. She really wanted to know. Might as well be honest. As I was walking up the street, I was gonna tell her.

"Well..Uh.." I thought about what my dad said about me. I burst into tears. I couldn't control myself. I thought my dad loved me. To say that about me. Good thing I left a note. 'Cause Sonny hung up. She's on her way. I waited at the end of the street for five minutes, still crying. He said the same thing last week, and the week before. Sonny's mom pulled up. I was about to get in. Then Sonny jumped out. I was obviously still crying, 'because she hugged me tightly. I was still bawling my eyes out. It seemed like forever we stood like that. I pulled away. I went into the car. Connie talked to me.

"Dinner is in the oven. We were just about to eat, but then you called." I felt bad.

"Sorry I inter-"

"Zora, its fine. After dinner, you're gonna tell us what happened." Connie told me. It seemed like a command. Well, they're letting me stay over, so the least I could do is tell them what happened. I was still crying, imagining my parents still fighting. They'll probably find the note in an hour. They always fight over one thing, and then go at it on something else. I think they're going to get a divorce. But, saying that just makes me not believe it. I know my parents still love each other. I mean, I know mist people's parents are divorced. But I liked being different. Wait, but that's the problem with me isn't it? Being different. My dad doesn't like me being 'different' or 'weird'. And for him to criticize So Random!, that set me off the edge. Everyone knows I love being on it. But they don't know why. I get to be different when I'm on it. It gets me away from all the fighting at my house. But all that fighting never turns physical. Never. My parents don't want me to grow up in that kind of environment. But when my dad said that, it was like a slap in the face. I've been called weird and different, in a bad way, all the time. But for my dad to say that, that made me so upset. We got up to Sonny's house. Or should I say, apartment building. As we went through the lobby, I was drying my tears with the sleeve of my sweater.

"Can you hit 3 please?" I did do. That was from Sonny. Then, another person held the door.

"Sorry. Hit 4 please." It was a woman, with a little girl. The little girl was staring at me. She was happy.

"Can you sign my t-shirt? Please?" She held out a fabric marker. Her shirt had a picture of me as Annoying Girl, and Sally Jenson. I guess she was a big fan. What kind of 7 year old carries a fabric marker with them? I nodded.

"What's your name, sweetie?" I asked. This was making my day.

"Catherine." She smiled. She had one front tooth gone.

"With a C, or a K?" I asked. I wanted to make this go well.

"C." she answered. I signed it. It read: 'To my biggest fan, Catherine. Love, Zora.'

She saw it, and she loved it. She gave me a hug. We were already at our floor. "Bye sweetie. Nice to meet you." She just smiled, her mom said thanks. "That was the first autograph I signed." Sonny just stared. "Well, most people like Tawni, Nico, or you. They don't pay attention to the weird girl, as according to my father." I started to cry again. Sonny just put her arm around me.

"He said that about you?" She was surprised. I nodded. "Well, you seem one of the most normal people I met. Just because you dress different, and make cool stuff, doesn't mean you're a weird person. You definitely are weird, but in such a good way." I smiled. As Connie unlocked and opened the door, I walked in, to one of the most comfiest, roomiest homes ever.