Disclaimer: Well…I don't own Sonny with a Chance. Or So Random!. But if you ask me to reenact an episode, I could probably do that for you. Oh, acting, how well you pay off.

Okay, so a HUGE thank you to k.98'PeaceOutSuckas' (though I'm not sure if you read this) for the awesome, awesome reviews. You reviewed every single darn chapter of Glistening Teardrops! And I know technically you made it true already, BUT I will keep that forced promise to update Echoes of Thunder in My Mind. I'll probably do it next weekend, if not sooner. Thanks so much for the support!

Oh, and I got the joke from a corny joke website, so it's not mine, because I'm not funny. At all. I'm bein' serious here, people. And I would've cited it, too, but ff deleted it…

As for the rest of y'all, thanks so much for everything! I got THIRTEEN reviews. THIRTEEN! That's insane! Hugs all around! Heehee, okay, so I realized I made a mistake with time…so I decided to turn my oooooops into an oooohhhhh…..you'll see. Sonny did a BAD thing, and I didn't mean for her to do it. Shame on me. Oh well. Next chapter!

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?"

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Twenty minutes later, I saw a figure walk towards me, an umbrella in his right hand. Skylar had decided to come. I smiled a little, despite the fact that I was a mess on the inside. As he got closer, he spoke. "Technically, I shouldn't be here right now. You seem to think today is still yesterday, and tomorrow is today, or something weird like that. You stood me up today."

I bit my lip, realizing he was right. I was supposed to meet him this afternoon, and it had completely slipped my mind. "I'm sorry. I know, it probably doesn't help, but I mean it."

He smiled sadly and sat down next to me, holding the umbrella above my head. "I know you do, Sonny. It's okay. I was a jerk to you first, so I guess I can let it slide." He nudged me gently, smiling a little more. "But if it happens again, Allison…"

I laughed. "Ugh, you know I hate it when you call me Allison."

Skylar smiled. "I know. That was kind of the point of doing it in the first place." He wiggled his eyebrows at me, trying to keep a straight face, but eventually erupting into laughter. God, I had missed his laugh.

I shook my head at him, but couldn't help but laugh along. What was I upset about again? I couldn't remember. I felt so carefree. I had forgotten how intoxicating Skylar's friendship could be.

He cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow at me. "Alright, whatever's wrong, it's really bad. When I called you, you were crying, Now you're laughing. Changing emotions? I should've brought you ice cream and some tissues…I'm pretty sure the rain would ruin the tissues, though."

I bit my lip, taking a deep breath. "It's just…I don't know." For some reason, I didn't want to tell him. I didn't want to hear him say 'I told you so', even if he was right. And I didn't want to start a fight between him and Chad. Before I could stop myself, a lie slipped its way out of my mouth. "I just really missed you."

He smiled a little, grabbing my hands and keeping them in between his to warm them up. "So much that you stood me up today?" All I could do was nod nervously as he let go of my hands. "I don't necessarily believe you, but I'm starving, so we can finish this conversation after we get food."

Food sounded pretty good. Besides, if he was distracted by food, I could easily get him to believe me. After all, one little white lie couldn't hurt anyone, could it?

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Chad's POV

I took a deep breath as I finished turning the couch into a bed. Brit just wouldn't reason with me. Why did she care so much that Sonny was over earlier? It's not like anything happened...but God, how I wished something had.

Sonny was beautiful. There was so much more to her than that, though. She was charming, youthful, sweet, caring, reliable, mature (when she needed to be), smart, intuitive – which I still hated about her sometimes, because she knew more about me than I was willing to share – and just plain cute.

I guess I'd be lying if I said I was completely over her. I took an interest in her back when she was a Random and, if anything, the time apart from her made her all the more enticing. Whenever I was around her, it took all of my strength not to grab her and kiss her, to repeat what had happened that night when we were seventeen.

So I guess Brit had every right to be mad. It just didn't seem that fair, considering I knew she cheated on me with other guys. I don't really mind; I sleep with other girls. But just because it's Sonny, and she knows I like Sonny more than her, she's protective.

And I bet you Skylar's going to feel the exact same way. Protective.

*Flashback*

Brit stormed into the house, walking swiftly up to me and slapping me across the face. "You bastard!"

My eyes widened, and I let out a deep breath. "Okay, why are you pissed at me now?" It wasn't as if this was an unusual occurrence, but if she was mad enough to hit me, I must've honestly done something really bad.

She crossed her arms, shaking with rage. "What was she doing here? Why did you fucking invite Sonny Munroe over? Huh? Tell me, Chad, because I sure as hell can't figure it out! I can't figure you out anymore!"

I bit my lip, trying to put an arm around her. She shoved it away. "Babe, calm down. I was having a talk with her about the way she treated you. Isn't that what you wanted me to do?"

Brit scoffed, slapping me again. "No, you idiot! I wanted you to stop talking to her! She's a bitch, Chad. Why do you even like her? Is it because you think she's prettier than me? Because she's not. She's so fucking ugly, and you're so horny you're delusional. Well you know what? You can sleep on the couch tonight. Don't talk to me, don't touch me, and if I hear you making too much noise, I'm going to come down here and slap the living hell out of you." She stomped up the stairs, leaving me in stunned silence.

Well that was intense. I probably would've been more turned on if she hadn't insulted Sonny, though. But right now, Brit was my girlfriend, and she was right; I needed to get that in my head. I needed to remember who my girlfriend was. Besides, Sonny made her feelings for me very clear ten minutes ago.

Taking a deep breath, I ran up the stairs. "Brit! Come on, baby, don't shut me out like this!"

…

I sighed, closing my eyes and waiting for sleep to relieve my stress. Guess who was still being shut out? It really wasn't fair; I technically didn't cheat on her. She was just on her period or something, and that wasn't my fault.

My thoughts began to echo as my mind drifted into a state of sleep. Things would be better in the morning. They had to be. And besides that, I couldn't worry. I had an audition for a new movie tomorrow, and I had to be at peak performance. Not including the audition, Mac Falls needed its lead to look as pretty as always, and no fight with my girlfriend could change that. However, it wasn't my girlfriend I was worried about…and it was going to take a while to change that the way I wanted to. The way I needed to.

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Sonny's POV

I let out a breath of air, staring at Skylar. We were sitting across the table from each other in a diner a block away from the park. I could cut the tension with a knife, and I didn't like that feeling. Neither of us had spoken for minutes.

Finally, I decided to break the silence with a joke. It was what I was notorious for, anyway. "What did the baby corn say to the mama corn?"

He sighed, sliding down in the booth with an exasperated expression on his face. "What, Sonny?"

I grinned cheekily at him. "Where's pop corn?" He didn't laugh, so I nudged his hand with my own gently. "Get it? Because popcorn is a food but it's also the father of a baby corn. It's funny because it's a play on words, and it's…it's punny, Skylar."

He raised an eyebrow at me. "I get it, Sonny. I just don't find it funny, or punny, or anything like that."

"Oh." I looked down, trying not to cry. We had been fine until we sat down…what had I done wrong? "Well…what didn't you like about it?"

Without looking up, I heard him say coldly, "It was sort of like something you'd hear on So Random!. Therefore, it wasn't funny."

I bit my lip until it drew blood. Wow. "Well…I was on So Random! for three years, and-."

"And now you aren't," he finished for me. "Since it was your decision to leave, you shouldn't act like a Random."

I looked up, suddenly angry, not caring that I suddenly felt nauseous. "Well for someone who willingly left Mackenzie Falls, you're sure acting overly dramatic. And you know very well I didn't choose to leave So Random!."

He grinned sardonically at me. "You're right; you were fired."

Just the way he said made my stomach pang uncomfortably. "We…we were okay at the park. What happened?"

"You're lying to me."

I shut my eyes tightly, tears willing themselves to fall freely as I held back my emotions with every ounce of willpower I had. "No, I'm not."

He scoffed, leaning in towards me. When he spoke, his voice was soft, dangerous. "You're still doing it. Why?"

I bit my lip, again tasting blood in my mouth. I felt dizzy. "Because you don't want to know the truth." I couldn't help it; a tear rolled down my cheek as I mentally cursed my hormones.

Skylar must have noticed, because I felt him grab my hand gently. "Hey, Sonny, don't cry. Please don't cry. I hate seeing you cry."

I shook my head, pulling my hand away from his. "Then why are you being so mean to me?"

He sighed. "I'm sorry. I know I've been a jerk to you, and it isn't as if you're doing anything wrong. I'm just…I'm screwed up in the head right now, Sonny. And I'm taking it out on you when I shouldn't."

He gently pulled me up and, wrapping an arm around me for support, led me out the door of the diner. We hadn't ordered anything yet, a fact I was now grateful for. I didn't have the strength or the will to sit at that booth for another hour.

It was still raining, and he took out his umbrella and shielded us with his other hand. I somehow managed to speak, though I'm not sure how he understood my voice, considering I was talking quietly through my tears and the rain, but somehow he did. "Why-why do you think you're screwed up in the head?"

He sighed. "Let's go inside and talk about it there, okay?" I realized we were in front of his apartment building and nodded.

We walked in silence until we reached his apartment and he unlocked the door, holding it open for me. As soon as we were both in, he shut it. "Do you want some clothes? You're soaked." I nodded and he walked toward his room to grab clothes, peeling his shirt off in the process.

A minute later he walked back over to me, wearing sweats and a t-shirt. He handed me a pair of pajamas I had left at his house so whenever I was too tired to go home after hanging out with him I'd have something to wear. I smiled slightly, still sniffling, and went into the bathroom to change.

I wasn't sure why, but the only thing I could focus on at the moment was how great he looked shirtless. Can't a girl say that about her best friend? It didn't mean I liked him or anything. I just thought he was hot. It sounds worse than it is.

I walked back into his living room with my pajamas on and he handed me a towel for my hair. I took it and sat down on the couch. He plopped down next to me. "I'm really sorry for making you cry."

I nodded, looking down. "It's okay. I'm sorry you feel crappy. Is it my fault?" I hoped to God he didn't say yes, but I knew I had to be somehow connected to all of this. Otherwise we would have talked about it sooner, and there would be no fights.

Skylar looked at me, suddenly pale. "No, it isn't. I'm just really confused about a lot right now and I guess I'm not really sure what to do with myself."

I nodded. "Oh. Is it anything you want to talk about?"

He smiled a little, but it didn't reach his eyes. "First thing's first; why did you really call me earlier tonight?"

I sighed, playing with the hem of my t-shirt. I didn't want to say it, but he was waiting, and I didn't want to hide anything anymore. I was tired of it. When I finally spoke, it was a soft mumble. "Chad made a move on me today."

I was afraid to look up, but I could practically feel the tension rolling off of his body in waves. It took him a minute to gather his words, and when he spoke, it sounded strained. "I want to say 'I told you so', but considering the circumstances, I won't."

I laughed a little, still looking down. "You just did."

Skylar chuckled softly, but then went back to his newfound solemn state. "How did you handle it?"

I think he was afraid I had given in to Chad. He knew I had been head over heels for him once, and how awful the repercussions had been. I knew he didn't want something like that to happen again, so I couldn't be mad at him for thinking I would sleep with Chad. How can you be mad at someone who's wary because they care? "I…I called him out on it. I don't know, it was all so surreal. I yelled at him and then I left. I forgot I was supposed to meet up with you. I just…my brain sort of shut off."

He tilted my chin up with one finger, but it was so different from when Chad had done it. Different was good. Skylar was good. "Don't worry about it, Sonny. I probably would've forgotten, too. Hell, I've stood you up for work before. This is twenty times easier to forgive a person for."

I smiled gently, feeling a little better. "Thanks." I had told him the truth, and it hadn't been as scary as I thought it would be. "It's your turn now, Sky."

He groaned, leaning back on the couch. "I was hoping you'd forget about that. Really, Sonny, it doesn't matter. It's tiny and inconsequential. Nothing crucial."

I shook my head, feeling the atmosphere in the room shift to one of tension again. This had to be big…and bad. Possibly life-changing. "Please tell me." My voice came out a whisper, scared of what he would say next.

He bit his lip, honest fear in his eyes. I had never seen him so vulnerable, and considering I thought I had seen every side to Skylar DeVane, I was shocked. I felt like I couldn't breathe. "You don't want to know." He was whispering now, too.

I had to remember to breathe. "Yes I do." The words came out raspy, forced. I was terrified to hear what he had to say, but more scared to never know.

He took a deep breath, and I knew he wanted to look down but was forcing himself not to. He shut his eyes again, and when they reopened, I saw submission in them. "Sonny…I think I love you."

Heeheeheeheeheehee! That's right. And I'm happy, because most of you guys guessed right. Then again, maybe that means I'm not doing my job well enough…hmm…things to contemplate. You know, this was a very dramatic chapter. So I want to ask you huggables a favor. If you review, can you do it dramatically? OH! And also tell me what you think Sonny should say to him. Haha, now I kinda want reviews to see what y'all think. *smiles innocently* Do it for me? Thanks! (I already thanked you, now you HAVE to do it! HA!) SMILES!

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