A/N: The next chapter might be on delay for a little. I still need to write my essay and I haven't even started yet. Anyways, enjoy!
Sonny's POV
"We're going to cut the cake outside now!" my Uncle Mitchell said.
Everyone filed out to the back of the house where the cake was placed on a table. We gathered around the table took a bunch of pictures before singing Happy Birthday to Claire. She blew out all the candles and the cake was distributed.
After I'd finished my piece of cake, I ran upstairs and grabbed my guitar. Then I went back outside and saw Chad sitting over on one side of the pool near the bushes.
I walked over to him and said, "Hey Chad."
He looked up and said, "Oh, hey."
"Mind if I sit with you?" I asked.
"Not at all," he said, moving a chair for me.
"So… How're you liking vacation so far? Having fun?" I asked him.
"It's been… Interesting," he replied, smiling a bit.
I smiled back and said, "Listen… I know things have been a little… Different between you and me… And I think I'd like to change that."
He looked at me and said, "Really?"
"Yeah…" I nodded.
He began with, "Do you think maybe we could…"
"Start over?" I asked.
"Yeah… I'm willing to if you are," he said, looking into my eyes.
"Good," I said, nodding.
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine."
I broke our gaze and looked out at the beach where the stars shined brightest.
Looking back at him, I said, "So, uh… I was reading this book called Mockingjay earlier—"
"Ew, we're on vacation and you're reading? Gross," he smirked.
"Yes, I was reading," I said, making a face at him.
He just laughed as I continued, "One of the main character's had his memories messed with and I just got to this part where they're playing a kind of game to help him re-learn things about the people around him. It's called, 'Real or Not Real?' …I thought maybe we could use the game to get to know each other better if you want…"
"Sounds like a good plan. Do you want to go first?" he asked.
"Sure, um… Your favorite color is blue. Real or not real?"
"Real," he smiled. "Your favorite color is purple, real or not real?"
"Not real. I love purple, but my favorite color is yellow," I laughed.
"Really? I just assumed you liked purple since you seem to wear it all the time."
"Oh, I never noticed I did that…" I said as I blushed.
"Okay, uh… You're an only child. Real or not real?"
"Real. You're an only child. Real or not real?"
"Real. Real or not real: You've dated all the leading ladies on Mackenzie Falls."
"Real. I honestly don't know what I was thinking when I dated Portlyn," he said, rolling his eyes.
I simply laughed and waiting for him to think of something to ask me.
After a few moments, he said, "Real or not real: You li—"
"Sonny! Sonny!" I heard a voice say. I turned and saw Claire running towards me.
"Hey, Claire!" I said when she reached us.
"Whatcha doin'?" she chirped.
"Just talking with Chad. What's up?" I smiled.
"Can you play a song?" she asked, pointing to my guitar.
"Yeah, Allie! Can you play something for us?" Matt yelled from the other side of the pool.
I rolled my eyes at Matt and told Claire, "Anything for the birthday girl."
I turned to Chad and said, "You don't mind, do you?"
"Not at all, go ahead," he said, smiling softly.
Walking over to the large group with Claire, I asked her, "What do you want me to play?"
"Umm… Something from Camp Rock or Disney!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"You've seen Camp Rock?"
"Yeah! Zach and Jenna watched it, so I watched with them!"
"Alrighty, have you seen the second one?" I asked, having the perfect song to describe my feelings.
She nodded quickly and grinned.
"Okay, I'll play one from there."
I sat down and started setting up my guitar, making sure it was tuned. Looking around, I noticed that most of the dads were inside, watching something on ESPN I guessed. The moms were sitting around the edges of the hot tub and talking. The little kids, Lucy, Shane, Brian, and Matt had glow sticks out and ran around in the little patch of grass behind the pool. Claire grabbed hers off the table and ran to join them.
When I'd finished tuning my guitar, I began playing.
We're like a melody with no words.
Until we figure it out
We sing, "La la la la. La la."
I know it's simple, yeah, but it's worked
Right up till now.
'Cause up till now
Everyday's been like a dream world.
But now you're not just in my head, oh no.
Will we remember
Different summers?
It's like tossing your heart to
See where it lands.
Heads it's easy,
Tails it's harder to plan.
If we're starting all over again,
And again, and again.
You know that I can't help but wonder
What's gonna happen next.
I'm a little curious.
Every star that I stood under,
When you were under it too,
Did you ever think about us?
I hope you did 'cause I can tell you,
That's something I'll never forget.
I won't forget.
Will we remember
Different summers?
It's like tossing your heart to
See where it lands.
Heads it's easy,
Tails it's harder to plan.
If we're starting all over again.
Only friends
Just beginning,
But I hope that we find it again.
So we can
Go from here.
Will we remember
Different summers?
It's like tossing your heart to
See where it lands.
Heads it's easy,
Tails it's harder to plan.
If we're starting all over again.
Again, and again,
And again, and again.
Again, and again, and again.
Will we remember
Different summers?
By the time I finished the song, I was in a trance, thinking about Chad and how much I meant the words I'd sung. The moms, Matt, Lucy, Brian, Shane, and Chad all clapped, breaking me out of the trance. I grinned at them all when Claire ran back over to me.
"Can you play another, please?" she grinned.
"Sure! Do you wanna pick this time?"
"Can you play the one when Shane and Mitchie sing?"
"Yeah, but I need someone to sing Shane's part."
Then she proceeded to skip over to Chad saying, "Can you sing Shane's part in the song Sonny's going to play for me?"
Chad's POV
When Claire asked me to sing with Sonny, how could I say no? I followed her over to Sonny and asked, "Do you want me to play this one?"
"If you want to," she replied, offering her guitar to me.
I took her guitar, traded places, and began the song.
It's like he doesn't hear a word I say,
His mind is somewhere far away.
And I don't know how to get there.
It's like-
(She's way too serious,)
-All he wants is to chill out.
(She's always in a rush.)
Makes me wanna pull all my-
(And interrupting,)
-Hair out.
Like he doesn't even care.
(Like she doesn't even care.)
You,
Me,
We're face to face,
But we don't see eye to eye.
We're like fire and rain,
(Like fire and rain,)
You can drive me insane,
(You can drive me insane,)
But I can't stay mad at you for anything.
We're Venus and Mars.
(Venus and Mars.)
We're like different stars.
(Like different stars.)
But you're the harmony to every song I sing.
And I wouldn't change a thing.
She's always trying to save the day.
Just wanna let my music play.
She's all or nothing,
But my feelings never change.
Why does he try to read my mind?
(I try to read her mind,)
It's not good to psychoanalyze.
(She tries to pick a fight,
To get attention,)
That's what all of my friends say.
You,
Me,
We're face to face,
But we don't see eye to eye.
We're like fire and rain,
(Like fire and rain,)
You can drive me insane,
(You can drive me insane,)
But I can't stay mad at you for anything.
We're Venus and Mars.
(Venus and Mars.)
We're like different stars.
(Like different stars.)
But you're the harmony to every song I sing.
And I wouldn't change a thing.
When I'm yes, she's no.
When I hold on he just let's go.
We're perfectly imperfect.
But I wouldn't change a thing, no.
We're like fire and rain,
(Like fire and rain,)
You can drive me insane,
(You can drive me insane,)
But I can't stay mad at you for anything.
We're Venus and Mars.
(Venus and Mars.)
We're like different stars.
(Like different stars.)
You're the harmony to every song I sing.
And I wouldn't change a thing.
But I can't stay mad at you for anything.
We're Venus and Mars.
(Venus and Mars.)
We're like different stars.
(Like different stars.)
But you're the harmony to every song I sing.
And I wouldn't change a,
Wouldn't change a thing.
I hadn't noticed that I'd been looking into Sonny's eyes the whole time we were singing.
She broke our gaze and blushed lightly as everyone applauded.
Claire ran up and hugged Sonny, then me. She asked me, "Can you play more music?"
I smiled and said, "Yeah, anything you want, kiddo!"
"Can you play a song from The Jonas Brothers' show?"
"You're in luck, because I only know one song from their show."
"Yay! Thank you, Chaddy!" she squealed, and ran back to the rest of the group trying to catch fireflies.
Sonny raised an eyebrow at me and said, "So what are you gonna play, 'Chaddy'?"
I just rolled my eyes and started playing.
They say you'll know
When you really find the one,
But it's hard to tell
With the damage that's been done.
But I'd like to say that it's your fault
But I know better.
'Cause I'm a fool to think
You'd wait around forever.
Maybe I could have loved you.
Maybe I could have shown
That I still do care about you
More than you could know.
Don't say it's too late to try
To make it right.
Oh, to make it right.
I didn't know
How good you were for me.
Now it's clear,
I'm seeing all that we could be.
And I know that it's my fault,
But I'm gonna treat you better.
'Cause if I had one wish,
You'd be with me forever.
Maybe I could have loved you.
Maybe I could have shown
That I still do care about you
More than you could know.
Don't say it's too late to try
To make it right.
Is there something I could say?
Show me how to break it down.
So before you walk away,
Take the time to turn around.
Listen to me now.
Maybe I could have loved you.
Maybe I could have shown
That I still do care about you
More than you could know.
Don't say it's too late to try.
Maybe I could have loved you.
Maybe I could have shown
That I still do care about you
More than you could know.
Don't say it's too late to try
To make it right.
Oh, to make it right.
Make it right.
Gonna make it right.
Earlier, I'd built up the courage to ask Sonny out, but being face to face with her made it all go away. I didn't know how to explain how I felt, so I went along with her plan.
I meant every word of the songs I'd sang that night, and I hoped she knew it.
The rest of the night was relatively uneventful in comparison. When the younger kids had gone inside, I played a few more songs for the teens. Eventually everyone got tired out and headed to their rooms. As soon as I got into my bed, I fell asleep almost instantly.
A/N: Poor Chaddy. *sadface* What do you think his last "Real or Not Real" was? Review please!