(Sonny's POV)

I broke away from Chad's kiss, trying desperately to catch my breath.

"The show starts in ten minutes," I said. He nodded.

"You should go," he replied. Then we were kissing again.

"This is what got us in trouble in the first place," I said, giggling helplessly. He laughed too. I broke away and got out of the car.

"I'll see you tonight," I said. I had to run inside. I got there right as they were making the five minute call.

"I'm here!" I yelled. "I'm not late!" Tawny gave me a look. I looked in the mirror and realized how flushed I was. My lip gloss was smudged too. I shook it off and got I my Sicky Vicky character.

-After the show-

-In the prop house-

I turned on the television and tuned it to Tween Weekly. Only half listening I turned to everyone.

"Alright what's going on?" I asked. "You guys have all given me the same look since I walked in and since then no one wants to look at me. What's up?" As if to answer my question, Ryan's voice sprang up from the T.V.

"What has Sonny Munroe been up to?" he asked. I spun around. "On today's episode of So Random, everyone…seemed to notice that Sonny Munroe has a giant hickey on her neck."

"What?" I shrieked. I ran to the mirror and and pulled my hair back. He wasn't lying. I did have a hickey.

"What, dare I ask, were you and Chad doing in his car?" Tawny asked.

"None of your business," I replied, pulling out my phone. I dialed Chad's number.

"CDC," he answered. "What it do?"

"Are you proud of yourself?" I asked.

"It depends," he replied cautiously. "What did I do?"

"Turn on Tween Weekly," I said. I heard Ryan's voice in the background.

"Oh my, God," Chad gasped.

"Yeah," I replied. I hung up my phone.

"What's next for, Sonny?" Ryan suddenly asked. I turned my attention back to the T.V. "It all starts with a hickey. But is a baby next?"

"What?" Chad and I yelled together. He was in the doorway now. I smacked his chest.

"Ow," he hissed. He pulled me into the picture booth. "Okay I'm sorry," he said. "But if this is what they're focused on it won't be much longer before they find out that we're…..intimate."

"Shhh!" I smacked him again. "Keep your voice down. Do you want them to know?" I heard Grady's voice from outside the booth.

"Know what?" he asked. The others shushed him.

"Do you mind?" I asked, poking my head out. They all left, grumbling incoherently. We stepped out.

"How can steer them off this?" Chad asked.

"I don't think we can," I replied. "Because it's only going to get worse."

"How?" he asked. He sat on the couch. I sat in his lap and toyed with the ring around my neck.

"Because not only are we secretly married," I began. "I'm….we're…." I broke off.

"What is it, sweetie?" he asked.

"Chad…" I said again, tears welling in my eyes. "You're going to be a daddy." His eyes went wide. "I'm pregnant."