Hey there, y'all! I know it's such a super-quick update! I got writing straight after I posted the last one, and well, here it is! :D

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Chapter 48 - An Announcement and Facing The Crowd

Sonny's POV

Thursday afternoon went super quick… and it wasn't long before Chad was on his way back home. He told my Mom that he'd be round on Saturday morning, to drop things off for when he, Abby, and Josh move in with us (Hooray!) before he kissed me and left.

"Sleep." He reminded me, "You need it for tomorrow. I want you to stay away from all your scripts and everything – just sleep."

"Yes, Sir." I mumbled sarcastically, which made him smirk, before he left.

I slept that night; pretty well in fact. Apart from at 2am, when my phone got a text. I rolled my eyes when I realised Chad was the sender.

Are you asleep?

I was, stupid. Not anymore.

Oh. Right. Sorry. Night-night, Sonshine.

G'night. xxx

I wake up Friday morning, getting excited about tonight's So Random show. Chad and I are going to announce our engagement… I'm so excited! And a little nervous…

Rehearsals go by in a blur, and so does the rest of the day. Even the show goes quick. Chad is amazing, as I knew he would be.

And now here comes the scary part – the signing-off of the show.

Also known as… mine and Chad's public announcement to the world that we are engaged.

I'm in my dressing room right now, doing a quick costume-change from my Sicky Vicky outfit to my most presentable dress that I have here. Well, if this story is gonna be all over the tabloids by tomorrow morning, I wanna look descent, right?

Tawni is touching up her make-up in the mirror on my side of the room, using my mirror because hers is being replaced. The room is silent, unlike usual. Usually we're both giggling and talking quietly to each other about the night's show. But now… nothing.

"You're awfully quiet today." Tawni says, obviously sensing the tension, "Got something on your mind?"

"You could say that." I shrug, slipping into black opaque tights.

"Wanna get it off your chest?" She asks, and I shake my head, even though she can't see me past the curtains.

"I will have already, soon enough."

I can hear the confusion in her sigh after that, and see her silhouette just shrug and walk back to her side of the room. I laugh silently, picking my black, sequinned dress off the rack and pink cardigan. I find one of the necklaces Chad has bought me during our relationship (a sparkly silver one with an 'S' inside a heart as the pendant), before spraying on a little more perfume. I then hide my engagement ring in the pocket of my cardigan, because I don't want anyone to know of it before the announcement. I un-draw the curtains, flashing Tawni a grin, and she laughs at my little display, before heading for the stage door. Reluctant (because of my nerves), I follow.

I stand behind the curtains, shaking in my 2-inch heels. I feel a warm pair of arms wrap around me and I calm down a little, smiling.

"Ready for this, babe?" My fiancé whispers into my ear, and I sigh.

"Ready as I'll ever be, Chad."

"Then let's do it."

Then, just like that was the cue, the curtain lifts. I am blinded by cameras flashing, almost deaf at the hundred-or-so fans screaming, and I remember that the press are here too. We sent an "anonymous call" to all news stands that we could, telling them a big announcement would be made on the show. Everyone's buzzing, waiting for this "announcement" that not even Marshall knows about.

The rest of the cast aren't on the stage – only me and Chad. Which makes it twice as scary. In fact, I think the only thing that hasn't made me faint in shock already is that Chad is stood right there with me.

I feel my nerves suddenly build up, rattling inside me, jiggling up my insides and making me anxious. I then feel Chad grab my hand, and I feel slightly better. I step forward a little, Chad just a few inches behind me.

"Hello, everyone." My voice comes out quiet, shy, but someone from the front row hands me a microphone and I smile, repeating my greeting. "I know you were promised some big news on today's show, and well, the time for that has come."

Chad steps a little forward, with his own microphone. He grabs my hand, for comfort, and I can tell by the energy that he's nervous. He doesn't let it show while he speaks, though, which is impressive.

"So… you all know that Sonny and I have been going out for some time now." Chad says, his voice cracking a little, probably from nerves. But he keeps his posture – strong, tall, and somewhat brave. He tightens his grip on my hand, before eying me a little, hinting for me to give him the ring, and I do so. He then holds it up a little, and it sparkles against the lights and camera flashes.

"And, as you can probably see… we've decided it's time to… you know… go a little further in our relationship…"

The air is silent, eager, apart from a few hardcore Channy fans who are screaming, whooting, saying thing like "Go Channy! Channy forever!" and I find it hard to not smile at it.

"Which is why…" Chad says, a small grin appearing on his face, "…earlier this week, I asked this beautiful, talented, sweet, kind, amazing girl to marry me."

At this moment, the room goes wild. Fans scream, cameras click, and I feel sick with all the excitement and have a headache from all the screaming, the bright lights. I can see my cast-mates in the corner of the room, who are all gaping in shock, surprise. I start to pray that this isn't a bad thing for them. Out of the blue, someone yells, "What did she say?"

I grin, turning to face Chad, his bright, blue, sparkling eyes, before simply whispering into my mic, "Yes."

The screams are louder now – almost like a party has suddenly erupted into the room. Cameras are clicking more than ever, and I'm pretty sure, for a moment, all I can see is the bright light from the camera. That, and Chad's sparkling blue eyes, gazing straight at me.

"What are you waiting for?" A voice yells from the audience, and I recognise it as a certain cast-member's (Which cast member, you choose. It doesn't really matter). Then, four simultaneous voices yell "Kiss!". They chant, and chant, until the whole room is up on their feet, cheering, chanting. I turn to Chad, my cheeks red with slight embarrassment, my eyes teary with joy, and, without warning, a kiss comes straight from his lips to mine. I kiss back, holding him tightly, causing in the chant to die out and screams to flood the room. The end-music, Nico's rap, sings us out (from the real So Random show), Chad and I just pulling away from our kiss to be squashed by hugs from left, right, and center. I laugh – my cast.

"Congratulations!" Tawni squeals, as the lights fade. All the scariness has gone now, and I'm laughing. Chad pulls me out of the hug, grinning at me and twirling me around, before we hug each other.

"Chad! Sonny!"

We turn around to see the blinding flashes of paparazzi cameras, as they load us with questions. I wrap my arms around Chad as we answer the questions. Surprisingly, they're not too personal, or too embarrassing… they're just respecting us. And I'm glad of that.

A few hours later, Chad and I have escaped the paparazzi and are now on the way home in his car, laughing like idiots.

"That was awesome!" I beam, "I'm so glad things didn't get too crazy!"

"Yup," Chad says, "And I'm glad no-one asked any stupid questions, like are we doing this because you're pregnant or something. You know – stupid paparazzi questions."

"I know." I say, nodding a little. "Soo… what next?"

Chad shrugs, "I'll take you home, and we go about our business as usual, like nothing big happened."

"Got it." I say, "Oh, and by the way… I forgot to tell you how awesome you were tonight. Not just with the announcing and stuff, but with the sketches before that. You were so funny."

"Thanks," Chad smiles, "And need I tell you that you were hilarious, as usual?"

I laugh a little, thanking him as we pull up outside my house – soon to be our house. Well, our house, shared with Mom, Abby and Josh, that is. But there's something different about it…

"Oh, boy…" Chad says, looking at the scene outside the window, before turning to me with a joke cringe. "You'd better be ready for a lot of attention, m'lady."

I look out the window to where he's looking, and when I see the sight of, like, a hundred paparazzi outside my house, my mouth drops open.

"Oh my…" I stutter, "Wish me luck…"

Chad kisses me goodnight, and I get out of the car, walking up the driveway to my house. On the way, people start to notice me. Cameras are flashed, questions are asked, and because of all the craziness, I have no idea what's going on. I then feel a hand grab mine, and turn back to see Chad, smiling at me, before he looks to each paparazzi and pushes his way through the crowd.

"Move it, people!" He yells, "Beautiful girl comin' through…"

I try not to blush as he continues to push through, ignoring the paparazzi and their questions like they don't exist, before taking the key from my hand and opening the door.

"So, goodnight, once again." He says with a smile, before shutting the door behind me and turning to face the paparazzi, having to make his way back to his car. I watch him from the window near the door and sigh. This may sound totally cliché… but that guy is my hero…

Chad's POV

I should've known it was gonna be crazy in one way or another. I mean, I've lived in Hollywood all this time – way longer than Sonny – and I should know that with any big news story, you're always gonna get a lot of attention. On my first week after the first screening of Mackenzie Falls, it was crazy. There was, like, a camp of paparazzi outside my house, wanting to get the scoop on America's latest hot tween star. No joke.

And that is also why paparazzi are camping outside Sonny's house – they want scoop on America's in couple's reasoning for getting engaged. Things like this are always happening in Hollywood – I've been through many of them myself… and now, it looks like I'm going through another. Only this time, I'm going through it with Sonny.

I watch her get about half way down the driveway to her house, before she pauses. I watch her, concerned, as the cameras flash and questions are asked. I can't hear whatb the paparazzi are saying, but it sure seems crazy, if it's made Sonny stop in her tracks.

This is ridiculous… I think to myself, as I get out of my car and push my way through to Sonny, who is in the center of the crowd. I grab her hand comfortingly, and when she notices me, she smiles, before I push my way through the crowd, ignoring all their questions, keeping my head down. I know this may not be a good idea for later, but at least now I'm helping my Sonny get away from these ridiculous people.

I wish her a good night as we get to the door, before turning back to face the paparazzi once more. I push my way through the crowd, trying to ignore the questions. I can hear some of them though…

"What made you propose?"

"When's the wedding?"

"Are you worried you're too young to be getting married?"

"Did each of your parents know about this?"

"When are you going to start living together?"

"Is it because she's pregnant?"

Ugh. I knew that last one would come. I feel like hitting the man who asked that one, but I know it's not a good idea. Tomorrow's headline if I did: "Chad Dylan Cooper – Overprotective Father-To-Be Attacks the Innocent", or something like that. Not a good idea.

"Let's just get this straight." I say, turning back to face the dozens of people as I reach my car. "I proposed to her because I love her, and that's that. We don't know when the wedding is, and we don't care right now, because Sonny and I are just happy to be together. And for your information – we're not too young. You are never too young if you're in love with the person. The only reason that we're getting engaged so quickly – it's not that she's pregnant, it's not that we're desperate… it's that we are in love, and nothing's gonna change that. So, now that that's cleared up, can you please leave Sonny alone?"

With that, I get in my car, closing the door and leaving before any of them gather that courage to ask more questions or follow me.

Later on that night, I lie in my bed, thinking about what I did earlier, and what I said. Was it right of me to do that? Just spill out everything to a bunch of annoying paparazzi? Maybe. All that worries me is that they didn't follow my request of leaving Sonny alone after I asked them to.

I lay there for a few minutes, thinking about this, listening to the faint sounds of the paparazzi on my lawn (yes, they're out there too), before grabbing my phone and dialling Sonny's number. A few seconds later, she answers.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Sonny."

I can almost hear the relief in her tone. "Hey, Chad."

"Are you okay?" I ask, and she chuckles.

"Well, I'm hauled up in my bedroom, trying to sleep, listening to some random people I don't even know talk outside my house." She sighs, "Gosh, I'm all for talking to the press, but this is too much!"

"I know how you feel." I sigh, "They're outside my house as well."

"Aw…" Sonny moans, "Maybe you were right – maybe we shouldn't have announced this…"

"No, I wasn't right." I assure her, "Sonny, I explained to the press that we're in love, and that that is the only reason we're getting engaged so quick. If they don't understand that, they'll never understand our relationship."

"I suppose…" Sonny sighs. "Anyway, Tawni sent me a text a few minutes ago, asking for us to go to the Prop House tomorrow at 3pm. Do you know why?"

"No idea." I say, my eyebrow rising a little, "I hadn't even heard about it."

"Huh." Sonny huffs, "Weird."

At that moment, my other phone, on the bedside table, starts ringing, and I pick it up. I cringe a little at the caller I.D. – Dad.

"Hold up, Sonny," I say, "I have another call…"

I put both of my phones on loud-speak, just so Sonny can hear the conversation. My guess is Dad is gonna talk about us getting engaged, and I wanna laugh about it with Sonny afterwards. I know… that just sounds nuts.

"Hello?" I say into the Dad-phone.

"Chad?" His voice comes through the receiver.

"Yup, it's me." I say.

"You… proposed?" He asks, "And she said yes?"

"Yup." I repeat with a laugh. I then hear Sonny snigger on the other end, before saying;

"Hey there, Mr Cooper!"

"Hi, Sonny!" He replies, apparently hearing Sonny's greeting. "What are you two doing together right now?"

I picture the image my Dad must be picturing and realise it might be the same as Tawni's yesterday when I texted her. Ew, no. Just… no.

"She's on the phone, Dad!" I yell, disgusted, and both of the lines explode laughing. I can hear Melanie laugh with Dad, and smile a little.

"Hey, Melanie!" Sonny squeals between fits of laughter.

"Hi there, sweetie!" Melanie says, "Is Chad being good to you? Remember, if he's a bad husband, we'll whip him into shape."

I roll my eyes, "You people are just sick. Anyways, uh, Dad, I need to tell you something."

"Which is…?" He asks.

"Well… Sonny's Mom offered for me to move in to their house. I was just wondering if that was okay with you."

"That's fine." Dad says, and I grin.

"Thanks. Now, if you excuse me… I'm gonna talk to m'lady." I then hang up, before picking up the Sonny-phone. "I'm ba-ack!"

No response.

"Sonny?"

Nothing.

"Sonny? Are you okay?" I repeat, starting to get nervous. That is, until I hear a snore on the other end of the phone, and I laugh. "Sweet dreams, Sonshine." I say, hanging up the phone, before going to sleep myself.

Sonny's POV

I wake up Saturday morning, tired, buzzing from last night. I look out the window to see the crowd has died down – just a few lingering paparazzi are still there, along with a couple of girls who don't seem to be part of the press. I smile as I see their holding a banner that says "Sonny Munroe and Chad Dylan Cooper 4EVA!" along with various drawings of hearts and stars and pictures of me and Chad, and I laugh. Fans. Don't you love 'em?

I spend about 20 minutes getting ready. I don't dress too fancy – just a sweatshirt and jeans. Tawni also said on her text yesterday (about Chad and me going to the Prop House later on) to dress nice, so I'll wait till later before I put on one of my best dresses. Something tells me Tawni is plotting something…

I'm tucking into a bowl of cereal when Chad walks through the front door with a few boxes, Josh behind him, carrying considerably less than his brother.

"Where shall we put them, Ms Munroe?" Chad asks, and Mom directs him to the downstairs spare room, where we're planning to keep all their stuff until they move in for real on Monday. Aw, we're finally gonna be a real family!

Chad hasn't noticed me yet, but when I walk into the spare room with a grin and a wave, he winks at me, putting the boxes down and picking me up, swinging me around.

"Watch it, you two." Mom groans sarcastically, "Before you knock something else over."

Chad blushes at this, and I burst out laughing.

After Chad and Josh have unloaded all the boxes from Chad's car (with mine and Mom's help), it's getting to 1pm.

"We should get going…" Chad says, picking Abby up off of the couch, where she's been watching TV for the last couple of hours while we sorted the boxes, and they all head to the door, me and Mom following.

"I'll see you at the Prop House later then, right?" I say to Chad, just in case he's forgotten, and he nods.

"Sure. Do you want me to come pick you up for then?" He asks, and I laugh.

"Chad, no offence, but you drive me round so much, I've almost forgotten how to drive."

He laughs at this, hugging me softly, before heading for the door. "I'll meet you outside the studio for five to three?"

"Sure." I say. He kisses me softly on the cheek, before grabbing Abby's hand and leading her back to the car, where Josh is already sat, on the phone (probably to Zora… heehee).

Five to three comes along quick. I get to the studio (luckily, alive – Chad driving me around all the time hasn't made me forget at all) to see Chad already waiting. He looks relieved to see me.

"What's got you all smiley?" I ask him, and he laughs.

"I was worried you'd crash with your lack of experience driving."

"Haha." I roll my eyes, "You're hilarious, Mr Comedian."

He shrugs, "I try. So, to the Prop House?"

He links his arm around mine and winks, and I laugh. "To the Prop House."

"You look beautiful, by the way." Chad says, making me scan myself up and down, "As usual."

I blush a little. I haven't dressed as fancy as you may presume from Chad's words, believe me. it's just some flowery dress that I found, with a purple cardigan, brown belt, and white heels with little sparkles on them. I thought I looked good enough (or at least good enough to pass for 'dressing nice'), and Chad has proved me right. in fact, he's exceeded my expectations. He looks pretty good as well – as usual – just looking simple and smart in navy blue and white. And cute. Don't forget cute. As usual.

We approach the Prop House, and it's pretty silent. The lights are off too, and I start to wonder if I've got the wrong day. Chad flicks on the lights, and I grin when I see the sight.

"Happy engagement, Sonny and Chad!"

The room is filled with a load of people, grinning, clapping, and it isn't long before Chad and I are squished by hugs from, like, everyone. Friends, family, cast-members, crew-members… everyone.

I manage to squeeze my head out of the crowd of people, and look around with a smile. The room looks amazing – like the ultimate party… in the Prop House! A large banner spreads along the center of the room, and it reads "Happy Engagement Party, Sonny Munroe and Chad Dylan Cooper!" and another in the back of the room that looks quite familiar. It looks like the banner the little fan-girls were holding earlier. I laugh, and start to wonder how it got there. Huh. Maybe the fan-girls are here… that would just be awesome.

Everyone pulls away from the hug, and some walk away, apart from about 10-20 of the party. They are my cast members, Chad's cast members, my friends from Wisconsin, Josh, Abby, Chris, Melanie, and Mom.

"I can't believe this is finally happening!" Lucy says, taking me into a hug, along with Tawni.

"Me neither!" Tawni giggles, "Can I be a bridesmaid? That would be so cool!"

I laugh, "Sure! I have a lot of people who I wanna make bridesmaids."

"But that's a long way away." Chad says, "We haven't even decided the date for the wedding yet."

Tawni pouts, "Shame… can't wait for it, anyways!"

"What did we tell you?" Skyler says, and we both turn to see him smirking, along with the rest of the cast. Not in a mean way though, in a nice "told you so" way… if that makes sense.

Chad chuckles, "You told me it didn't matter whether we were too young – as long as we loved each other, we could get engaged and then get married later."

"Exactly." Alice winks, before turning to me, "Y'know, we convinced him to propose to you, Sonny. He was too scared."

Chad glares at her as she jokingly pouts, and I stifle a laugh, before dragging Chad over to talk to some of my Wisconsin friends who we haven't seen since Melanie's wedding. Since our relationship hit that awful bump…

I don't let it effect me though, because this is mine and Chad's moment - our engagement party. And I love it!

:) So... what do ya think? Review please! :D

~Amy x