Alright, here's chapter 3! :D Not much more to say than that aside from: I don't own SWAC or Disney or anything like that!

Sonny's POV

There was loud banging on the door to my apartment, and I got up groggily and looked at the clock. It was 6:22 O'clock. Who in the world wants what? I thought to myself, getting up. I had maybe another five minutes to sleep anyway before I would make myself get up for work anyway.

Mom wasn't here and the shock that someone was banging on my door didn't hit me yet. I froze.

"SONNY!" the person on the other side of the door yelled.

I walked cautiously up to the door and peeked through the hole and let out a sigh of relief. I opened the door, "Chad? What do you-"

He let himself in and shut the door and he was carrying a very large tote like bag with him.

"What's that?" I asked.

He opened it and turned it upside down and its contents were poured on my floor. It had to have been nearly one hundred magazines!

"What the heck are all those?" I exclaimed.

Chad looked ticked as he held up an issue of Tween Weekly. On the front cover was a picture of me and him… Kissing…

I groaned and rubbed my forehead.

"It's not just Tween Weekly," Chad said, throwing that copy down and bending over to pick up three other different magazines, "And that's just the issues that were released today. Who knows how many more magazines there will be! And I forgot the newspaper," he moaned.

"So you bought like, every magazine in Hollywood?" I asked.

"That I could find. This is probably going to be released all over the world," he said, throwing the copies he was holding back in the bag.

"Who did this?" I asked, looking from the pile of magazines on the floor to Chad.

He shrugged, "I looked for a name on all of them, every inch of the magazine, but there's nothing."

"Well it was obviously someone in the studio," I said, "There were no windows in the hall… And I thought we were alone."

"Apparently not," Chad said, "What am I going to do? I have a reputation to uphold here!"

"Oh so this is all about you now? What about me? I have a reputation as well!" I said.

"You're a Random! You have no reputation!" Chad said.

"Excuse me? Who was it saying I was a person yesterday after his cast mate called me a Random?" I asked loudly, "I'm pretty sure it was you!"

"Okay, that was not me! And if it was, I was probably just feeling bad that you got kicked out of your little pitiful show!" Chad said.

"Oh so that's how it's gonna be now? Gee, I thought you were different!" I said, "But apparently I was wrong."

"Apparently you were," Chad said.

We both sighed and Chad shook his head slowly, "Sonny, forgive me-"

"No it was my fault," I said.

"No, I started it," Chad said.

"I shouldn't have reacted how I did though!" I said.

"I still should have been more thoughtful," Chad said.

"Stop apologizing, Chad, it was my fault," I insisted.

"No, it was mine, you were just defending yourself!" Chad said, tensions growing high between us.

"Okay, fine it was your fault," I said.

"You aren't supposed to say that!" Chad said.

"Why? You're the one insisting that it was your fault!" I said.

"Ugh! Sonny, you just get on my nerves sometimes, you know that?"

"Yeah, I do, because you get on my nerves all the time!" I said.

Chad took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "You know. I'm just gonna let this pass. Forget this even happened."

"Fine," I said.

"Fine," he said.

"Good," I said.

'Good," he said.

"Fine," I said.

"Fine," he finished.

There was a silence between us before Chad broke it by saying, "I should probably clean this up," and gestured to the magazines on the floor.

"Yeah you should," I said and I watched as he went on his knees to clean it up.

"So… what are we gonna do?" I asked.

He shrugged, "I don't know… We can't hide forever… we'll have to face everyone sometime sooner or later. You wouldn't believe what I had to go through to get here," he said, "They followed me everywhere!"

"Everywhere… as including here?" I asked.

"Umm… yeah… Security didn't let them pass through the front door, though," Chad said.

I bit the inside of my cheek, "I guess there's no escaping this."

"You're famous. So am I. It's something we have to deal with. Just ignore it, is my best advice," Chad said, finishing up with the magazines.

"Well… Have you eaten yet?" I asked Chad.

"No," he said.

"Wanna stay for breakfast?" I asked nervously.

"Sure… I uh… I guess," Chad said.

I walked over to the door and shut it.

"What do you want?" I asked, "We have eggs and pancakes, but if you want them, you'll get them burned… but I'm pretty good at toast and cereal."

Chad smirked, "I happen to be able to make all those things better than half of the world's greatest chefs. But I'll settle for cereal."

"Well come on, I'll show you what we have," I said, taking Chad's wrist and taking him over to where we keep the cereal.

"Take your pick," I said.

Chad chose the type he wanted and I decided I'd have that type too.

And as we ate I said, "I don't really see the point in going to work. Not while Mandy's here. Not while my friends think I betrayed them." I looked at Chad who was quiet for awhile.

"Sonny… I've got a feeling Mandy won't be going anywhere for a long time… But you don't have to go. No one's forcing you… But I'm going to be keeping an eye on everyone…" Chad said.

"No, I have to go. At least for a bit… Plus I won't let you face everyone alone. You know…about us kissing," I said.

Chad nodded once, "Alright, Sonny."

He pulled out his phone and looked at the time, "We have to go soon. Want me to drive you?"

"Well… I don't know… I might just take my own since who knows if I'll stay a full day," I said.

"But who knows, we might need you at the Falls again," Chad said.

"Well if you want me to be in your car, it just means that this stuff won't die down," I noted.

"Mm, yeah… or you could ignore my best advice and we could go along with this stuff," Chad said.

"Pretend to date?" I asked.

Chad was quiet for a moment, "Pretend or umm… wecouldactuallydate."

"Excuse me?" I asked, "Did you just say we could actually date?"

"Well yeah, but you know last time we fake dated you said, and I quote: This is our first and last fake date," Chad said nervously, avoiding eye contact.

I sighed, "Chad. What about our cast mates?"

"Okay, listen, I for one, could almost care less about them. But you know, it could be fun… To either pretend or actually… you know… date. But still, it could be fun," he shrugged.

"Uhm… I don't know, Chad…" I said, unsure.

Chad looked somewhat embarrassed, "It-it's totally-"he cleared his throat, still not looking at me, "It's totally up to you."

"I don't know," I said, "I just think it would turn into chaos and confusion and everything would be confusing and nothing would make sense and-"

"Sonny! I get it! Goodness, you don't have to go on," Chad said angrily.

"Wow, someone has a temper," I said.

"You know, let's just go, separate cars, we'll deal with the paparazzi."

"Together?" I asked.

Chad huffed and looked at me, "Alright then."

"Alright then," I said back.

After I got dressed and ready for the day, we made our way down to the parking lot, where we fought through the paparazzi to get to our cars and we got to the Studio only to meet up with more paparazzi.

I sighed and stepped out of the car, Chad behind me.

Everyone was calling our names and asking questions, but I tried to ignore them, but the crowd of them was thick and it was hard to get through, "ALRIGHT! I'll answer some questions! As long as you let me through after!"

"Are you and Mr. Cooper dating?" someone asked.

"No, we're not."

"Why did you kiss him?" Someone else asked.

"I dunno," I shrugged, "Had to shut him up somehow."

"Except for the fact I wasn't talking when you did," Chad said from behind me, still sounding bitter.

"Chad, don't be like that," I sighed.

"Like what?" he asked meanly.

"You know what I mean!" I said.

"Do I, Sonny? Do I really?" he asked.

"I think you do! You know! How I refused what you asked at my house," I said.

"What were you doing at Ms. Munroe's house?" one of the reporters asked.

"None if your business!" he spat and a few reporters stepped back a bit. Chad rolled his eyes at them

"Wow, someone's got an attitude today!" I said, stepping in front of Chad.

"Wow, someone's extra irritating today," Chad said, looking down on me.

"Someone needs a chill pill," I said, "Gosh, out of everyone. In the world. Why did I kiss you?"

"Because you're madly in love with me," he said, taking a step closer.

"Am I? Am I really?" I asked, also taking a step closer.

"I think you are," Chad said, stepping as close as possible.

Now we were chest-to-chest and having a stare down.

"Better watch yourself, Cooper," I said.

"The only one who should be watching themselves is you, Munroe."

There was no sound except for cameras snapping, cars, and a few whispering paparazzi.

"Man, I wanna kiss you," I said quietly.

But the paparazzi heard me and got a bit closer to us.

Chad had a half-smirk on his face and seemed to examine my face briefly before he leaned in close. My eye shut as I waited for his lips to touch mine.
He was closer now, for I could feel him breathing on me and I continued to wait, but Chad suddenly stopped breathing for a moment. Then he chuckled and said, "Nice try."

I gritted my teeth and slowly opened my eyes as Chad walked away from me, walking through the crowd of people who stepped aside for him. I followed after him angrily into the Studio. We had gone through the Cafeteria entrance and I stopped him in the middle of the room, not caring about the few people there.

"You're a jerk, you know that?" I asked.

"Why? You actually wanted to kiss me?" he asked, the same smirk on his face.

"What if I did?" I asked.

" 'What if' is the question now, isn't it?" he asked.

"You know what? I'm sick of this!" I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Chad asked with attitude.

"GAH!" I yelled, "I'm so irritated with you right now! I can't even- I can't even speak! I can't believe it! You're just so, so… So… ugh I can't even tell you what you are you're so-"

Before I could say anything else, and in a blink of an eye, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me forward and kissed me.

I shut my eyes and kissed him back after a moment of realizing what was happening.

And then Chad pulled away, "Happy now, Munroe?" he asked.

"What's that s'posed to mean?" I asked breathily.

"Catchya later," Chad said, winking at me before walking away.

"Bye," I said weakly as he left.

I shook my head , trying to snap out of whatever trance Chad put me in.

"Ah, if it isn't the So Random traitor?" Mandy said, Tawni and the others behind her.

I looked behind me, to make sure they weren't talking to me, though I knew she was, "Who? Me? Well from my point of view, I'm not the traitor."

"Then who is?"

"All of you," I said, "You all are traitors to me."

"And how is that?" Mandy asked.

"Well, Tawni," I said, looking at her, "you really could have asked if Mandy could fill in for me in tomorrow's show."

"We did. We asked Marshal, who asked , who said it was OK!" Tawni said.

"I meant me. Well at least told me instead of you guys just waltzing into the dressing room and saying 'We're kicking you out!'" I said.

"Well from our point of view, you're the traitor. And don't ask how, because everyone knows. They've al seen those magazines of you and Chad kissing!" Mandy said.

"Yeah! To us, you're the traitor!" Grady said.

"You disgust me," Nico said.

"No one wants you here, Sonny," Tawni said.

"You're wrong," I said, smirking, "I'm going over to Mackenzie Falls and I won't come back until you realize how wrong you are. Remember the last time I went over there? After you rejected my sketch idea and left me sitting at a lunch table. Sure, Chad was only using me then, but you know, at least he didn't leave me sitting at a lunch table feeling like an idiot!"

And with that, I walked up to them and pushed them out of my way as I walked through the door and off to Stage 2.

Later that day, I needed to go get something from the Prop House where I saw Mandy alone in there.

She was on the phone, "Yes, I think it's going well…" she said, "Sonny Munroe keeps trying to make us feel bad, but it's not gonna work on me. I know what she's up to…Tawni yeah… I could tell she felt bad. And Nico and Grady are just weak. They kept asking me to bring her back on… No, don't worry. We're still working on it but Sonny seems determined to get herself in a stable position with us," she laughed at whatever the other person said, "Nah, we got her crawling into the arms of Chad Dylan Cooper and his other drama drones."

I could hear the other person yelling, but I still couldn't make out who it was, "Chad Dylan Cooper is no threat trust-…. No! They don't expect anything. Especially not you. Or what they have coming towards them on the show tomorrow…. They don't know anything, jeesh you over react at times!... Yes, Tawni will pay too… What? What am I supposed to do to Chad Dylan Cooper?...Make him pay for what? You're not telling me everything… fine, don't… Well I thought the pictures I took would be enough to freak them out, but they don't seem that phased by it… Fine, I'll see what I can do, but you wanted revenge on Sonny and Tawni, I wanted it one the whole cast for booting me out. We said nothing about Mackenzie Falls, but if I find a way to somehow make Chad Dylan Cooper pay for what he's done-which was what, exactly?... Okay fine! I won't ask anymore! I'm done talking about this. I'll see you tomorrow?...Ah well, whether you come or not, I'll be looking for you… Love ya, bye," and she hung up and I immediately turned around and ran away from the Prop House.

Mandy was planning something and it didn't surprise me one bit. They needed to be warned… Mandy said Nico and Grady wanted me back in So Random so they would probably believe me when I told them…

But what about Tawni? And who was Mandy talking to? Whoever it was, they apparently knew us…

Well, I just have to focus on one thing at a time and work my way from there.