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Chapter 4-Money Troubles

Chad's POV

"Are you sure you're OK?" Sonny asks me, and I sigh. I love how caring she is, but sometimes…

"I'm fine." I repeat, "Don't worry about me, OK?"

I hear her sigh, "Fine."

I would continue the flirt-fight, but I'm not in the mood. I immediately feel bad after hanging up on Sonny, but turns out when my Dad walks in, red-faced and worried, that I have bigger problems.

"OK," Dad says, wiping his forehead with a handkerchief for the first time since Mom died. "…No, I understand. Thank you, Mr Mathews."

"Who was that?" I ask as he hangs up.

"Mr Mathews," He says, "Bank owner. Turns out we've got a bit of money problems."

I narrow my eyes in worry, "How much?"

He shrugs, "We have a pretty big problem. He thinks our account was robbed. It's gonna take a while to pay it all off…I don't know how we'll do it…"

For the first time in months, my care-free, newly engaged father looks worried. It almost scares me. But I'm eighteen now, I don't get scared…right? Of course not-I'm scared of a lot of things, I just hide them all, because that's what I'm supposed to be-the bad boy who doesn't care. I'm glad I met Sonny, because she lifted that reputation clean off my back. Never have I felt more free. Until, of course, Mom died.

"I don't know what to do…" Dad says, and I sigh. "We'll have to sell off something…"

I just don't get it. I'm the star of a number on TV show-the number one TV show (not being big-headed, it's kinda true. …Kinda…), so how is my family low on money, even though we've been robbed, how big were those pockets to fit it all in? I honestly don't know…

"Maybe we could find some way to pay back the debt?" I ask, but Dad laughs an empty laugh.

"I'm sorry, Chad. But how? Mr Mathews said it was huge, even the amount you make can't fix this."

Wow. Even the amount I make isn't enough? Gosh, that's one big debt…

Dad sighs, "We're not gonna have enough for the wedding…"

I sigh. At first, that was all I wanted, but to be honest, now I don't want it. Not of it costs all this.

"I'll help." I say, and Dad smiles a little.

"You will?"

"Sure," I say, "As long as you get me a new car."

He laughs, "You'd be lucky to get a used car with the money we've got."

"It's OK," I say, "I have enough cars. It'll be free…"

"If?"

I laugh, "If…up until the wedding, you don't talk to me about it at all."

He sighs, "Fine."

I don't start Sonny and my fight-that would be weird…

"So, what will we do?" Melanie asks in our family meeting later on. We've never had a family meeting before, not that I really wanted one anyway. But I guess we have to do family things if we're a family now.

"We'll need to find some way to either find who robbed our account…" Dad says, "Or we'll have to sell the house. Or find some other way."

"Well, we can't sell the house." I say (obviously we can't), "Where will we live?"

Dad sighs, "You're obviously right there." He says, "We need some way to pay it back then…any ideas?"

I shrug, "I suppose my work funds can go towards it." No matter how much I don't much like being part of this family anymore, they…we, need all the help we can get.

"I have an idea, too." Melanie smiles, "When I lived in Wisconsin, we used our house as a B&B (A/N: You have those in US, right?) for a while. We could do that…"

"But then…we'd have to serve old boring travelling people." I say, "Uh, no thanks." Really because the idea of serving random travelling strangers scares me. Who knows where they've been? Also…serve them? Uh, no. I'm Chad Dylan Cooper, I do not serve. Except in tennis. I rock at serving in tennis.

"Well, we can't afford this house anyway." Dad says, "Why don't we leave it?"

"Just abandon it?" I ask, annoyed that Dad wants to just dump my dream-and best ever-home.

"Well, just while we're in Wisconsin for the wedding…"

"What?" I say, getting up, "No, no, no, I can't go to Wisconsin for 2 months! I have a job here!"

Dad sighs, "Well…you'll have to stay here, take care of the kids. Just not in this house…find somewhere else for a while."

"Like where?" I ask, considering I sold my apartment because Sonny thought it would make us all more of a 'family'.

"Well…maybe you have a friend who you could stay with?" Dad asks, and I immediately smile.

"I think I know just the person…"

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