I know Chad and Sonny are both acting like jerks right now. Believe me, I know. Let them figure themselves out, hahaha. Enjoy!

"Tell me what to do about you…" Sonny strummed on her guitar. "Is there anyway anything I can say won't break us in two?"

Playing guitar normally calmed her down. It was her favorite hobby other than acting. She played a few more notes before setting her guitar on the side of her. She sighed and rested her chin on her hands. She stared at the blank TV in front of her. There was a 90% chance if she turned it on, TeenWeekly would be on and she would see…Chad. He had the nerve to come back to her and say he was just messing around? And then he expected her to just forgive him? How ridiculous.

She looked around in the prop room and it suddenly seemed so empty. Where was everyone?

As if on command, Tawni strolled it. "There you are!" She exclaimed.

Sonny looked over at her. "Here I am." She weakly replied.

Tawni practically leaped past Sonny and grabbed her Cocoa Moco Cocoa that was resting on the side table. "I've bene looking everywhere for you!" Tawni squealed before applying a generous amount.

"Gee, hello to you too, Tawni." Sonny said, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes at her roommate.

Tawni looked over at an irritated Sonny. "Okay, fine. Hi, Sonny! Where have you been?" She faked her concern.

Sonny got up from the couch and took a few lazy steps closer to Tawni. "Around." She shrugged her shoulders and tried to smile.

"You liar." Tawni accused, and flipped a curl of blonde hair over her shoulder. She gently set her lip balm back on her vanity and turned to face Sonny. "Normally you're all over the place annoying everybody."

"Thanks?" Sonny replied.

Tawni gave Sonny a knowing look. "That's not my point. My point is that you're not yourself. You're not…sunny, Sonny!" Tawni cracked a quick grin at her joke. "Ha! Get it!"

Sonny stared blankly at Tawni, and her smile dropped quickly. "You know what I'm trying to say, Sonny." Tawni finished. Sonny strolled back over the couch and sat down. "I know I'm not me, Tawni! I just-" She stopped herself and sighed. "I don't know what to do."

There was silence for a moment. "About what?" Tawni asked, genuinely concerned.

"Do you really wanna know?" Sonny asked a little more harsh than usual.

Tawni sighed. She moved the guitar next to Sonny and took its place. "Of course I do, Sonny. I don't hate you! We're friends, aren't we?" She gave her a small smile.

Sonny nodded. "Thanks, Tawni."

Tawni placed a comforting, yet awkward hand on Sonny's back and gave her a small pat. She quickly recoiled her hands and placed both in her lap. "So, spill."

Sonny sighed deeply and brushes a piece of hair out of her face. "So…Chad's parents died. I assume you know that, right?"

Tawni nodded even though she had never heard that before. "Go on."

"I've been helping him and stuff and we kissed and I thought it meant something. He said it didn't. But then a few days later, he came running back to me saying he actually does like me and he didn't mean what he had said. Am I supposed to just forgive him?" Sonny groaned in frustration.

"Whoa, you guys kissed?" Tawni exclaimed. Sonny nodded sadly. "Yeah. Yeah, we did." Tawni gripped Sonny's wrist. "That's so magical! It's like…the forbidden couple! Two opposing people from two opposing shows fall in love!" She cheered; throwing her arms up in the air. Her eyes suddenly widened. "Can I be the maid of honor at your wedding? I wanna wear blue! No, pink. No, y'know, I don't wanna take the attention away from you…" She rambled.

"Tawni!" Sonny cried. "Seriously!"

Tawni placed her hands back into her lap. "I'm sorry. But oh my god!" She cheered again.

"He lied to me, and then came running back like it was nothing." Sonny explained.

Tawni gave a look Sonny had never seen before. "Sonny, sometimes we hurt the people we love the most." She stopped for a second, and then continued. "Chad is a silly boy. But his parents died, and he's probably really messed up right now. He's just trying to figure it out. Sometimes when I can't figure out what outfit to wear, I throw stuff at my clothes. You see what I mean?" Tawni ended, with a small smile. As silly as that last part sounded, Sonny finally understood it.

"You know, Tawni. You're actually pretty wise."

Tawni smiled. "All I heard was "actually pretty." Sonny managed a small smile. "That, too."

Sonny opened her arms. "Hug?" Tawni gave her a small look of disgust.

"Do I have to?"

Sonny raised her eyebrows, and Tawni broke out into a grin.

"Fine, fine."

And Sonny sighed into the hug. There was still one more person she had to talk to.