Hi. Once again, kind of late at night, getting tired, but wanted to post this. So, without further ado, Chapter Eight.

Chapter Eight: Stay Very Still

Sonny's Point of View

I flipped through the script so fast I must have gotten at least three paper cuts. Why oh why did Chad and I give Katie and Mackenzie so many dang kissing scenes? And why hadn't I thought of letting Katie slap Mackenzie once before he kissed her? Okay, so it probably was a good thing I didn't, but still…

The last thing my broken heart needed was to have to play Chad's stupid love interest that I came up with in the first place. And I especially didn't want to have to kiss him every other scene. Me and my big ideas.

The director, Christopher Butler, called me over so we could start rehearsing. I wanted to just stomp off the set and refuse to come back, but that would mean acting like a spoiled Hollywood brat. And that would mean stooping to another certain Hollywood brat's level. There was no way I could ever do that.

I pulled myself off the floor reluctantly and walked over to the director and him.

"Okay, let's just go through a quick rundown of the whole script and see where it takes us. Got it? Good." Without waiting for any sign of acknowledgment of understanding, he briskly walked back to his director's chair. Maybe he was yet another scatterbrained director. Or maybe he could also feel the suffocating tension.

Chad and I walked onto the school set as far away from each other as the room would allow before Chris made us get closer together.

We rehearsed the scenes when Katie and Mackenzie first meet, they start hanging out, and finally… this scene. This blasted scene that I insisted needed to be added.

Whenever the scene called for me to look him in the eyes, I stared at the space between his eyes instead. No need to remind everyone why I made the makeup people put waterproof mascara on me.

"Katie," Chad said taking my hand stiffly into his own. "I think there's something I need to tell you."

"Yes?" I asked portraying a very confused Katie.

"I think I sort of love you…"

I shook my head slightly. "Isn't it a bit early for love?"

"That depends."

"On what?" I just had to keep staring at the space between his eyes and I would be okay.

"On if you love me too."

"That doesn't even make sense…" I felt my cheeks turn a dark red as I braced myself for what was coming.

"But do you?" he asked impatiently.

I wish I didn't. "I don't know." I looked at him determinedly.


"Just stay very still while I try something." I could feel and see my hands shaking like a cell phone turned on vibrate as I put my hands on his shirt collar and pulled him down to my level. I started leaning in slowly to kiss him. I suddenly realized how much more nerve-racking it was to be the kisser rather than the person being kissed.

When our lips finally touched, I recalled the description of the kiss in the script. I believe it was supposed to be a ten second long kiss.

After about seven seconds the kiss started tasting like salt, so I pulled away, realizing I was crying. I had no idea I was such an emotional person until Chad ripped my heart into two.

I covered my mouth with my hand and turned away from Chad. I bit down on my bottom lip trying to regain composure. He probably thought I was the biggest crybaby to ever hit the face of the earth.

Oh great. I made myself cry harder. I managed to get out an "I need a break," before running off the set and locking myself in the girls' restroom.

Chad's Point of View

I was seriously confused. Twice now, Sonny had randomly broken into tears like I was the one who ditched her at the restaurant. I didn't even know what I did wrong.

I wanted to ask her why she was so upset, but then I remembered that she had abandoned me and I didn't feel quite as inclined to comfort her. Because as much as it tore me up inside to see her crying, she stabbed a knife through my heart metaphorically, and I refused to be the one to do the comforting here.

If I were provoked enough, I might also start crying as well, but thankfully, I had the ability to contain my emotions. At least when I'm in public.

Sonny's Point of View

After two minutes of crying, four minutes of pulling myself together, and one minute of reapplying mascara myself, I walked back onto the set with an excuse ready.

"Sorry," I said to the director. "My hamster just died is all." Again, I'm such a liar. I've never even held a hamster in real life. I probably wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between a hamster and a guinea pig.

"It's all right Sonny. We need to move on from rehearsing anyway," Chris said before he took a long sip of water.

"To what?" I asked stupidly. What else?

"We need to start filming," he replied anyway.

Great… if I started crying it would be on film. I was suddenly determined to never cry in front of Chad or this crew ever again. A promise that was eventually broken later on, but I did try.

Towards the end of our working day, we had to shoot the prom scene.

So there I was, slow dancing with Chad Dylan Cooper. Most girls would be trying to not jump up and down screaming because they were dancing with Chad Dylan Cooper. I was trying not to break down crying because I was dancing with Chad Dylan Cooper.

And then… the emotional rollercoaster of a scene when Katie thinks she sees Mackenzie cheating on her, when really it was all a big misunderstanding. At least in that scene I would get to cry.

After my character saw Mackenzie "kiss" some other girl, I got to disappear around the corner, slide down to a sitting position on the sidewalk, and cry. I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged my legs. My bottom lip quivered as tears streamed out of my eyes like twin waterfalls. I closed my eyes and tried to find my happy place so that I could stop after the director yelled cut.

Suddenly, I smelled the familiar cologne and felt his presence leaning down next to me. I opened my eyes and Chad was looking at me with concern obvious in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Katie?" Chad asked rubbing my shoulder.

My face crumpled and I started bawling for real. I thought he was seriously concerned for me. Of course he wasn't really though. After the appropriate five seconds, I stammered out my line. "Wh-what do you th-think is w-w-wrong?"

I staggered to my feet, shaking like a freaking leaf, and walked away from Mackenzie and out of the shot.

I gratefully accepted a tissue from one of the workers. After Chris called "cut," I think I heard him make a comment to one of the crew members about if I was really that good at acting or if I was just that emotionally attached to my hamster.

Don't worry Chris… It was just my stupid hamster leaving me that's gotten me all worked up…

The day finally ended, and when it did I trudged off to the wardrobe room to get out of my school uniform. I ignored Chad as I walked down the narrow hall a few feet away from him.

Suddenly, someone ran past me, shoving me to the side and knocking me off balance. I slammed into Chad's side and we both stumbled into an open closet door.

Before I even had time to push myself away from Chad, the door slammed shut. Wind? Freaky coincidental things that can only happen to people like me?

Chad and I hastily separated from each other. I tried the doorknob first, but the darn thing was stuck.

"It's stuck," I said in annoyance. It was the first time I had uttered one word to him out of character all day.

Chad also tried to get the handle to turn, but had no more luck than I did.

"Great," he said sarcastically, banging one fist on the door.

After twenty minutes of us doing nothing but banging against the door and not saying a word to the other, it was apparent we weren't going to get out anytime soon.

I sat on the floor in a pathetic heap, exhausted from crying and being around him all day. And being this close to him was getting more and more painful by the minute.

"Are you crying again?" Chad asked harsher than I expected.

"No!" I snapped.

"Good, because if anyone deserves to be crying today, it's me."

I rolled my eyes in the darkness. There was no overhead light. Trust me. I checked. "Wow, you're even more egotistical than I thought humanly possible."

Chad also dropped to a sitting position so we could see each other a little better. "What, you don't think what you did to me wasn't a little harsh?" I could still hear the acid in his tone.

"What I did? Don't you mean what you did?" I asked getting even more annoyed.

"And what exactly did I do that was so bad, Sonny?" Sarcasm was still present in his tone.

"Hmm, let me think. You went and kissed another girl while you were on a date with me." And you made me fall in love with you. Jerk!

Chad scoffed at me. "That was just some crazy fan that kissed me."

"What?" I asked, bewildered.

"She. Kissed. Me," he said slowly, enunciating every word carefully. "And you. Ditched. Me."

I shook my head, trying to process everything. "I only left because I thought you were cheating on me. Portlyn told me that you guys used to date and that you cheated on her."

Chad looked disgusted. "She was lying. The only person I've ever dated is-… I've never actually dated anyone before."

"Oh," was all I could say. He wasn't cheating on me. When I left him at the restaurant I hurt him. He really liked me. I felt myself smiling for the first time all day. Actually, for the first time since Friday.

I stood up on my knees and sat on my legs. "So you… really like me, for real?" I asked hopefully.

"So you didn't actually just leave me at the restaurant because you didn't like me?" he asked.

"Of course not. Your turn."

"Yes," he said, scooting closer to me on the carpeted floor on whatever closet we were in. It must have been an unused coat closet.

"Good… 'Cause I really like you too…" I said, shyly. I looked down at the carpet even though I could barely make out its pattern in the dark.

Suddenly I felt his hand on my arm. I looked up.

He leaned closer to me until we were impossibly close to each other, and yet so far away. "Can you stay very still while I try something?" he asked, quoting my lines from earlier that day.

My heart started beating faster. "Yes."

He leaned in to kiss me. We had barely gone for three seconds when the closet door opened and the director paused in hanging up his coat.

We scrambled to our feet and walked out of the closet. I giggled quietly as we brushed past Chris.

Once we were out of sight of everyone, Chad casually leaned his side against the wall and smiled at me. "So... we never really got our date did we?"

I leaned against the wall also, a foot away from him. "No, we never did."

"Then, how about tonight?"

"Tonight? Someone's eager," I joked.

"Should we take a shot at dinner again, or just go for a movie this time?" He ran his hand through his hair.

"Hmm… dark theater… no chance that any random fans can kiss you… yeah, let's see a movie."

"Just no romances," he said, grinning.

"Fine. But if we see a scary movie, you have to promise to protect me," I said, flirting with him.

"Well, I guess if I have no choice…" Chad said joking again.

Suddenly, we heard footsteps around the corner. "Sonny? Where are you?" Zora was calling out.

I guess they thought the cast of Mackenzie Falls had really kidnapped me. I waved at Chad and whispered quickly. "Meet me at the back entrances at 7:30."

I slipped around the corner to reassure Zora and the rest of my friends that I was fine.

And so began Chad and I's secret relationship. And after all this time, I finally realized something. Chad and I are like the opposite sides of a magnet. And sometimes we have repelled each other, but you know something else? When it comes to humans… opposites attract…

The End.

Well, did you like it? Love it? See any room for improvement? Tell me now, because I've already got a sequal in mind. This was a lot more fun and interesting to write than I thought it would be. It just started as me wanting to write a story for Sonny With a Chance, and trying to think of an idea that people had yet to think of. And then it came to me, and I typed out a page long summary of my idea so I wouldn't forget it. That was about two weeks ago or so. Since then, the plot changed a little, and I hadn't planned on getting Chad and Sonny together until the sequal. But it was just so darn fun writing their conversations and getting them closer and closer together, that I changed the plot into what you just read. On a different note, anyone else excited about the new episode of Sonny With a Chance that's airing next Sunday? I looked it up online and found some stills from the episode and this description. "Sonny finds herself the victim of bad publicity when a televised dispute between her and Chad hits the airwaves. Can she rally and rise above it, or will poor public opinion mark the end of Sonny's flirtation with fame?" It's titled "Fast Friends." Sounds like there's some definite ChadxSonny potential there. Yay! I wish they would've aired it this Sunday. Anyway, review this and keep an eye out for the sequal. Thank you so much for reading!