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Brit held a top up to me, nodding, obviously pleased with her fashion choice. "See, Sonny, you could look pretty if you just tried a little harder."

I sighed, letting the rudeness go for what felt like the thirtieth time in the past hour. What did Chad see in this girl? She could be a real bitch.

She walked towards another clothes rack, making disgruntled sounds every time she saw something she didn't like – so basically every three seconds or so. I know it may seem hypocritical when I say this, considering I'm not even trying to have a good time anymore, but she is so high maintenance it isn't even funny. And people wonder why I'm – or was, at least – best friends with a boy. Go figure.

Brit bit her lip, looking at me. "You look stressed, Sonny. Is it because you're so intimidated by my prettiness? It's okay, sweetheart, you aren't that bad."

I cringed and made myself a mental note to tell Skylar to never call me sweetheart again. Provided that we ever spoke again, that is.

Trying to make light of the situation one last time, I tried to smile at her, but it was forced. "So, Brit, what do you like to do besides shopping and getting manicures?"

She bit her lip, and her face went blank. I hoped to God she was just thinking, and that she wasn't about to have a seizure or a stroke or something terrible like that. "I…don't really know, actually. I like to have sex. Does that count?"

I scrunched my nose and let out a breath of air. "Um, yeah, I guess."

She looked at me. "So, what do you like to do, besides wear clothes that your mom picked out for you?"

My jaw dropped. "She hasn't done that since I was seventeen!" I had to keep myself in check. But if I heard one more nasty comment…"Well, I like to read."

She nodded, and mumbled something about not being able to understand why, but as long as she wasn't directly insulting me again, I ignored it. I had gotten enough of that abuse from Tawni, and Brit was twenty times worse.

Checking my watch, I let out a sigh of relief. "Hey, Brit, I have to go, actually. I have to work in an hour." I had asked my most trustable employee to watch the bar for me this afternoon, promising to be back by three. It was two-thirty, and I wasn't going to be late for the first time because of this snob.

She wrinkled her nose. "You should just quit. Your job sucks, anyway. Me? I don't have a job. Chaddy takes care of me."

I groaned. "I'm sure he does, Brit, but I like my job. I own the bar and I intend to keep it. However, if you make one more insulting remark, I'll make sure 'Chaddy' drops you like a fly. Got it?"

She looked stunned for a second, and then finally turned her nose up at me. That's right, I can be a bitch too, under the right circumstances. And judging by her reaction, she didn't see that coming. "You – you don't have that kind of power. And I'm telling Chad what you said." With that, she stormed away from me.

I sighed. Chad was going to be pissed. Besides that, she was right; I had completely been bluffing. Skylar was right, though I hated to admit it; I should never have gotten myself into this mess. And it was with a pang of sadness I realized that I wished he was there to tell that to.

….

"Okay, I'll make sure to have that written before morning. Yeah, John, I'll stay up all night if I have to. No, I'm not kidding. Alright, see you at 6 tomorrow. Bye."

I looked up from my shopping cart – it was nine thirty, and I had stopped at the supermarket after work – as soon as I heard his voice. Skylar.

He didn't seem to realize we were in the same aisle as he shut his phone, or even as he began to walk away. It wasn't until he was almost at the cash register that I called out to him hesitantly. "Skylar?" He stopped, shook his head, and kept walking. I decided to try again. "Skylar, please stop ignoring me. I…I just don't understand what I did."

I heard him sigh, and then he turned around, walking back to me. I hid a smile. "I have to go finish an article, but I'll meet you tomorrow at two, okay? We can meet up at the diner on Elm Street."

I nodded. "I miss you." We stood there for a minute awkwardly, as I stared at my shoes. I didn't look up until I heard his footsteps retreat, and even then, I had to pry my eyes from the floor. When had it become so hard to talk to him?

…..

Chad shook his head at me, trying not to smile. "Sonny, Sonny, Sonny. You finally let your temper get the best of you, I see."

It was the next morning, and I was sitting at his kitchen table, fidgeting anxiously. He had called me last night and asked me to come over at ten this morning to talk, and I had been dreading it ever since. As far as I knew, Brit was out of the house, which meant he didn't have to put up a nice guy front. I'd seen him yell at plenty of people. However, he seemed like he found the situation more amusing than anything else.

He tilted my head up to meet his eyes, and I shivered. "What are we going to do with you? You're a little spitfire, that's what you are." He smiled. "Of course, I already knew that. I can't say I'm surprised she blew your fuse. That's my girl. Like me, she knows all the right ways to get under your skin."

I bit my lip, and he let me drop my head back down. It stung a little when he referred to her with even a little amount of love in his voice, but I wasn't sure why. Maybe it was because a brat like her didn't deserve to be loved by him. That had to be it, right? "You don't know how to get under my skin."

It came out as more of a question, and he smirked, leaning in closer to me. "Are you being rebellious? Because I can take care of that really easily, you know."

That was when I stood up. "Don't. Don't do this again. It was bad enough the first time." And the truth comes out. Yes, when Sonny Munroe was seventeen, she lost her virginity to Chad Dylan Cooper because she actually trusted him. How stupid of her…of me. And that, my friends, is why I decided to become the polar opposite of who I was. When, as I mentioned before, I realized he would never love me and grew up.

I hadn't ever told anyone what had happened between Chad and me, not even Tawni, or Lucy (whom I desperately needed to call, considering I hadn't talked to her in a year), or even Skylar. I had barely admitted it to myself. And as far as my friends knew, I was still a virgin. That was the way I wanted it, though I knew most people would call me crazy for hiding that I got to sleep with Chad Dylan Cooper. At the end of the day, he was still the same narcissistic asshole I had left behind two years ago, and it had taken me way too long to figure that out.

He sighed, grabbing my hand and pulling me so he was sitting in a chair and I was in his lap. How convenient."Sonny…that was a long time ago. We're adults now, right? So why is this still such a big deal to you?"

My jaw clenched, and I tried to stand up. He held me down, his hands gripping my hips, not to the point that it hurt, but to the point that I understood what he wanted. He didn't want me to move. He wanted me to be a pawn in his stupid little games…again.

I squirmed again and he relented, letting me go. "Because you ruined everything for me, Chad. You thought it was a one-time thing, right? That I was just another name to add to the list of sluts you'd slept with? That I was just as easy as any other girl in Hollywood? Well it wasn't like that. I was in love with you, and you couldn't care less."

I headed for the door, grabbing my coat and slamming the door behind me. The last thing I saw before I pulled out of the driveway was Brit's car coming up the street, her face a mix of confusion and anger. She knew I had been there, and she obviously didn't like that all too much.

….

Rain pelted my face as I sat on the cold, hard ground, my phone up to my ear, sniffles causing my body to shake violently. "Hi. Um, I know we aren't supposed to talk to each other yet, but…I really need you right now. I'm at the park across the street from Sonny's. Can…can we talk?"

To be honest, I didn't see any of this coming…it just sort of…happened. Heehee. Anyway, sorry for the long wait, but I hope you liked it! SMILES!

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