Hey, here's another part, I hope you guys like it.

BTW: I'm very sad. Last time I checked, New Girl isn't on YouTube. :( Oh well, it'll be up soon. Was it good? Don't tell me what happened though, I'll find out myself. OK, thanks for listening to my rant, here's the chapter:

Chapter 10-Aeroplanes

CDC's POV

That's right. I'm changing. So much so that my POV is now CDC's. Problem? Deal with it. Yeah, that's right. I went there. Wow, I'm so much CDC that I'm offending you readers. I would apologise, but CDC don't roll like that. I'm too good with all that "sorry" stuff.

Well I guess I'm talking to you guys right now to tell you my news! CDC is soon to have an album out! I know, cool right? And one song is going to be used in Mackenzie Falls. Ha, it feels good to know that anything Sonny can do, I can do better. In fact, I get an album, and all Sonny gets is to perform on her show twice. Take that, Sonny!

Another CDC update for you: I'm over Sonny. Well, kinda. She's my inspiration for over half the songs on the album, but I won't tell anyone else that. And if you tell anyone, you're dead.

I guess there is still a part of me that misses Sonny, yes, that's right, Chad's still in there, somewhere. I'm not gonna bring him out though, not for a long time. I'm enjoying bugging the Randoms again, and to be honest, I've missed CDC. People are scared of me again, and I like it!

Sonny's POV

I'm at Sonny Falls again, and it's late at night; I guess Chad's forgot to take it back. Or maybe Chad's still in there, banging on the doors, trying to get out. I hope, someday, he'll come back out, just for a while.

I sigh, lying on the rocks, looking up at the stars. My Dad was a dreamer-he always said that you could make the stars into any shape you wanted. I remember when I was 6; a year before he passed away, Dad and I were out in the garden, looking up at the stars late at night. It was a beautiful summer sky, and we were making all sorts of connections. I remember making a Barbie doll, a puppy, and Dad made out a Dad and his kid hugging. I couldn't see it and told him he was crazy. He was, but I loved him anyway. It's hard to believe it's been 10 years since he died.

I look up to the stars now, and I'm sure I can make out the letters CDC together. I feel my heart ache a little when I see them, but then sigh. I need to forget Chad and remember that he's gone, and CDC's here now, possibly to stay. But like my Dad used to say; who knows what the future will bring?

I don't know how, but I end up falling asleep. When I dream, Chad's back, and he's Chad, not CDC. He kisses me at Sonny Falls, says he's sorry, and we fall in love all over again. I wake up and I look to my watch; 9:46. I decide that I should start to head home now. I grab my bag and get in my car, deciding to drive home. If this little time alone and my Dad have taught me anything, it's to not forget anything, because sometimes, dreams come true. Maybe, just maybe, this one will too…

CDC'S POV…or is it Chad?

Yes, that's right, I'm confused now. I'm confused of who I really am. Am I confusing you now? Well, let me explain…

It all started this morning, when I went to bug the Randoms. I arrived at the prop house to see Blondie painting her nails (dumb), the two guys playing video games (lame), and the weird little kid messing with some weird little catapult-looking thing (I don't even have a word for that). No Sonny though. Huh, weird.

"Wassup, Randoms?" I ask, messing with a prop sat on the table.

"What are you doing here, Pooper?" The shorter guy asks.

"I felt like gracing you losers with my presence," I say as they scowl. "No need to thank me."

"Good, because we wouldn't thank you if our lives depended on it," Blondie says.

"Good, because I don't need your thanks," I retort.

"Fine,"

"Fine," Somehow, it seems Blondie felt like starting mine and Sonny's trademark fine/good fights, and I'll play along. After all, I aim to please…just not Randoms.

"Good!"

"Good!" I yell, "Speaking of which, where is the little ball of Sonshine?"

"We're not gonna tell you!" Blondie says.

"Oh yeah?" I say, picking up the stupid gnome. "Tell me or Shorty here gets it."

"Gnomy!" The weird girl yells, running up to take the gnome from me. I lift it too high for her to reach, and she sighs.

"Fine," She says, "Sonny got called to Mr Condor's office earlier."

I smile, dropping the gnome. "Well, it was not-so-nice talking to you, but I've gotta go." I say.

"Oh, the displeasure was all ours," Blondie says, and I shrug.

At that moment, a voice comes over the intercom, saying, "Chad Dylan Cooper, please report to Mr Condor's office immediately."

"Ooh!" Blondie laughs, "Looks like ickle-wickle Chaddy's in trouble with the big boss-man."

"Please," I laugh, "Me, in trouble with him? No. He'll be congratulating me on my new album. So long, suckahs!"

I arrive at Mr Condor's office.

"Ah, Chad," He says, "Please, sit down."

It's at that moment where I notice two chairs in front of his desk; one empty, one with Sonny sat in it. I leisurely sit in the empty chair, moving it further away from Sonny's cold glare.

"So, Sonny, Chad, I have to talk to you about your shows." He says, "I'm afraid over the last few days, Mackenzie Falls and So Random have lost their great ratings."

"What?" Sonny yells, "Why?"

"We don't know," Mr Condor sighs, "But we're guessing it's because of you two."

Uh-oh, this is not gonna be good.

"The public love you two together, now you're apart, we're worried that your shows' viewers will just decrease more and more. And you know that means I'll have no choice but to shut down your shows. So you have a choice-we either want you to fake-date for a while, or I'll shut down your shows."

We both go to complain, but Mr Condor doesn't allow it.

"Or else," He says, "Go on your first date tonight, and have fun. That is all."

Me and Sonny leave the room, outraged. "I can't believe he's making us do this!" Sonny sighs, "He knows how much we hate each other."

"I know, it's ridiculous." I say.

"We're just gonna have to deal with it." I say, then an idea pops into my head. "I know the perfect "Channy's romantic comeback" idea." I say, and Sonny eyes me.

"What?"

I grin, and she starts to panic. "Chad? What's going on in that egomaniac mind of yours?"

…

"Chad?"

"Listen up…" I say, whispering to her my plan, "It'll take perfect acting skills, but I'm sure I can handle it."

"I'm not too sure, Chad," She says, but I laugh.

"Trust me, this will work, Chad Dylan Cooper is never wrong."

"I hope not…"

:) Please review! Otherwise, Sonny and Chad can't go through with their plan. OK? Thanks :)

Song: Aeroplanes by B.O.B. Don't ask why, probably because of the stars bit with Sonny. OK, see ya suckahs! ;)