S U M M E R W I T H T H E S T A R S :: C H A P T E R 7
Synopsis: The two hottest shows at Condor Studios are required to go to a dance together. When all goes wrong, Mr. Condor himself sends them on a trip in the Bahamas. Sounds perfect, huh? Well when people plot, lies are told, and people get hurt, it might just be bitter sweet.
Rating: T for language and romance, but nothing you can't handle.
Disclaimer: Hey guys. I just wanted to let you know that yesterday I flew to Burbank and bought SWAC. No. It's not gonna happen. I own nothing.
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Previously on S U M M E R W I T H T H E S T A R S:
"I had just turned fifteen. I've always thought it was my fault."
"Why?" Portlyn's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Because my dad insisted that I drive there, seeing that I just got my permit, and I refused. It would've been me and he would have lived if I just listened... We may not have even been in the accident." Sonny explained, a tear slipping from her eye. She hastily wiped it away, looking away as if cursing herself for the action.
Portlyn comfortingly put an arm around her shoulder.
"It's not your fault, Sonny." She insisted.
"Maybe not. But I'll never be able to convince myself. It goes through my mind every day, almost every hour."
"How…" The other brunette began, confused as Sonny always seemed s peppy and bubbly.
Sonny chuckled bitterly. "Sometimes you need to force a smile. In the movies there are happy endings, but in real life there's no pretending."
"It aint frisk to just let him call the shots.
You're a queen you should be gettin all that someone's got.
You should be rockin the latest in purses bracelets and watches you're worth
much more than that occasional I love you.
I'm thinking of you and I don't wanna come between you and your man no,
even though I know I treat you better than he can."
- Trey Songz, Can't Help But Wait
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Meanwhile, Devon and Tawni walked along the beach calmly, enjoying the time they had together.
"So then, Putty flew out of my arms and Sonny shredded him to pieces. She claimed he was shredded on accident, but I knew he wasn't. She was just out to get me. Oh, putty," she wailed, a hand placed over her heart in remembrance for her stuffed animal.
He gasped, "How were you ever ready to forgive her?"
"I have a big heart. It took a lot out of me" She told him, over-exaggerating just a tad. He nodded feverishly, reacting the same way as she did.
The awkwardly walked forward, both of them waiting for the other to make a move. When the moment never came, Devon decided to get over it and man-up. He raked his mind for any ideas for charming
"I really like you, Tawni." Devon gushed, turning to her slowly.
"I like you too!" She replied, kissing him on the cheek as he blushed beneath her touch.
The golf cart soon pulled up to them, a few of the other pairs already crammed in the back.
Mr. Condor motioned them over, "It's about to rain, so we're all ending this earlier. Hop in the back and we'll drive you guys, or you can just wal the whole way back."
"Normally I would accept, being that I obsess over my hair, but I'd rather walk back with Devon. What do you think, Dev?" She said.
He grinned, "I'm cool with walking."
"Suit yourself," Marshall sighed, turning around and driving the cart back to the mansion. Devon took Tawni's hand in his as they walked along the shoreline, swinging their arms.
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As directed by the adults, all of the cast members were now sitting in the living room, their chairs in the circle. They were all playing a game to get to know each other better as a group. It was called Never-Have-I-Ever, and it was played a little something like this: a random person goes first as says something they've never done and whoever has done that thing stands up and switched places with any other people that stood up. Since there are only enough chairs for all except one, the person standing returns to the center and serves their turn. If there is only one person standing, it becomes their turn to confess anyway.
Portlyn and Tawni, liking being the center-of-attention, both fought to go first. Mr. Condor and Marshall broke up the argument and made them do a coin toss, resulting in Portlyn going first. She smirked over at Tawni and walked to the center of the room, sighing in contenement.
"Never have I ever…" She began, "Not been kissed."
Tawni scoffed, "There's no double-negative, Whoretlyn."
Portlyn rolled her eyes, lost in thought as she decided on a new choice.
"Never have I ever liked Tawni," she smirked.
Tawni grimaced and threw her a glare. Devon and Chad awkwardly stood and looked at each other oddly.
Tawni smirked, "Chad?"
"What? I was six!" Chad defended himself, quickly sliding into Devon's seat so he wouldn't have to go.
Sonny scurried over to Chad's seat, muttering, "And she's my best friend!"
Devon scoffed and walked to the middle of the room.
"I just like her," he chuckled, earning a smile from the blonde he fancied.
Tawni nervously paced, stopping in the center of the room. She put her finger on her chin in thought, thinking of something she hasn't done.
"I have never been in love with anyone but myself." Tawni decided proudly. A few people got up, slowly switching their seats. Chad was the last to stand, and he quickly grabbed a seat so he would have to go.
"You've been in love?" Tawni mused, laughing her head off at Chad's silent confession. A few others joined, assuming it was a joke. But by the look of Chad's serious expression, they quickly quieted and turned their attention elsewhere to avoid anymore tension.
"Oh." She laughed, slapping her knee. "This is rich. Chad Dylan Cooper in love. Hahaha oh, boy. Who's the lucky lady, Chaddy?"
He blushed furiously and got up to his seat, walking out of the room as fast as he could out. He then realized he had nowhere to go; he couldn't go upstairs, everyone would follow him upstairs and bug him. He couldn't go anywhere in the house, really. He had to get out.
The only place he could go was outdoors, and they had purposely stayed inside because of the violent storm raging outside.
Chad ducked under a few branches that had fallen from the wind and followed the familiar trail out to the beach, taking a seat on a soaking wet chair. He looked out to the ocean grumpily, wishing he could be like just like a wave: free and independent. As much as he was on his own, people felt the need to follow after him and judge him constantly. Right now he would give anything to just be a drop of water splashing about carelessly, not worrying about his actions or judgments from others.
"Chad?" A strained voice asked in the distance, as if they too were battling through the trees and vines that had gathered. He recognized the angelic voice right away – Sonny. He didn't want to hide from her, but if he answered her, he would have to explain himself. He chose not to answer, instead slumping down in his chair to go unseen.
"Chad?" A clearer voice asked, now standing directly behind him. He took it that he was already busted and turned around, only to see a flustered Sonny that looked like she had just ran a marathon. Her eyes were downcast and her arms hung limply against her body. Even her posture was slumped, as if she were all-of-a-sudden enduring depression.
He got up worriedly, taking her hand and guiding her under the gazebo to stay dry.
"Why didn't you answer me the first time?" She snapped, obviously upset with him for an unknown reason.
"So you're in love with someone, huh?" Sonny smirked, amused at what the star admitted during the previous game.
"Yep, I am." He answered, not saying anything else. He didn't need her to know that he was in love with her in specific.
"And it's not yourself?" She asked, surprise dancing across her face. What, was it now illegal for Chad to have feelings too?
"Nope." Chad denied with a chuckle, humored by the irony of the situation.
"Then who is it?" Sonny asked, stomping her foot like a four year-old who was denied a cookie.
"I can't tell you, you wouldn't understand." He murmured, turning away from the brunette shyly.
"Chad, just tell me." Sonny demanded. He would have hesitated further but her eyes clearly read that she wasn't in the mood for kidding around.
Next chapter is the big Channy turnout. It'll be a much longer chapter. This couldn't be too long because this is all I could put in this chapter and I didn't want it to be all descriptions! But I won't be posting the new chappy until I get a sufficient amount of reviews. So review away.
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-S3r3ndipity
