A/N: Hm, how do I put this?
I deleted the last chapter.
I went over it and didn't like it. I felt like I could have done better, that I was rushing, and that it wasn't the way I wanted this story to go :/ I'm really sorry, I hope you give this a chance. And I promise no more changes like this one.
Also, I have to apologise for my lateness. I had written the next four chapters on my laptop and... ugh. To make a long story short; my Internet wouldn't work again. But now I'm at my dad's so I'm blessed with Internet! And I can give you two chapters!
Enjoy! And please review!
A young girl sat in her room, admiring a photo of the cutest guy on earth, Chad Dylan Cooper. She sighed to herself, he is so dreamy, she thought. "Dakota, Becky is here, sweetie," the girl's mother told her, walking into the room. Dakota put the picture down and jumped up, "Yes!"
The older woman chuckled, then bent down to get eye to eye with her daughter, "Please, be careful. And don't give Becky any trouble, she is in charge and you will do as she says. Oh, and I better not hear you skeeming anything. Do I make myself clear?" the mother, Sarah, asked sternly.
Dakota grumbled, "Yes, Mom. I promise." she held out her hand and the two pinky sweared.
Sarah chuckled, "Ah, I love you, baby girl. Have fun, we'll be home around midnight ok?" she kissed Dakota on her head as the two walked into the living room. Dakota smiled and waved goodbye to her parents, they shut the door and Dakota turned around to a silent house.
"Becky?" she whispered. Dakota narrowed her eyes, looking to see any changes anywhere.
"Rawr!"
"AH!" Dakota screamed as Becky came from behind and lifted the girl, she spun her around. Becky laughed, "Man, that feels good!"
Dakota smiled and stuck her tongue out. The red head adult laughed again, "Maybe one day, pad-won, you will learn the tricks of this master," she said and bowed. The young girl giggled, "Nice, you still dating that nerdy Star Wars kid then?"
Becky grinned, "Yep, been two years now. Face it, you two will one day be family!"
Dakota shrugged, "Yeah, yeah, that sucks and all. Now. When are we leaving? I've been waiting all day!" Dakota said impatiently, bouncing now.
Shaking her head, Becky puled her keys out of her jacket, "Lets move then!"
Dakota squealed and the two went outside, grabbing the prepared backpacks on the way out.
Later...
Becky and Dakota sat in one of Mr. Condor's cars, it was a black Mercedes that blended well. Dakota sat in the passenger seat, she rolled down the window and looked around, "All clear! Hand me the binoculars!"
Becky stuck her hand into the backpack and looked around, "Ow!" she yelped. She pulled her hand out and examined it, she had cut her palm. There was a line of blood from her pinky to her thumb, she groaned and looked into the bag. "What the hell is in here?"
Dakota growled, "Suck it up! Dreamy is shirtless! Hand me the binoculars!"
Becky stuck her tongue out and with her other hand took out the binoculars to place in the waiting girl's hand. She then went to look for bandages.
Dakota pulled the lenses to her face and looked through, Chad sat on his bed in his bedroom. It was the only light on in the house, so she assumed that his family was away again. She looked closer and saw him pull his wallet out, and out of it a piece of paper. Dakota tried to see what it was but the magnification wasn't strong enough, she huffed in frustration.
"What?" Becky asked, she had found some bandages and had three big ones on her palm. Dakota shook her head, "The binoculars aren't strong enough. I can't see what he's holding." The girl's face softened, "And sorry about your hand, by the way. You probably cut yourself on the Walkie Talkie, it has a sharp corner."
Becky nodded, "It's fine, I'll live. Now, let me see those," she said as Dakota handed her their spying tool.
The red head leaned over the girl and looked through them, she twisted the sides and observed for a little while, "Hm," she finally mumbled, "It's a picture."
Dakota's eyebrows scrunched together, "Of what?"
Becky gave her the binoculars back, grinning, "Of Sonny Munroe, of course!"
Dakota smiled, "He's probably coming up with a plan to ruin her!"
"No, Dakota... Chad's in love with Sonny."
"What?" she shrieked.
"Shh! Do you want to get caught?"
"What do you mean, he loves her? They hate each other!" she protested.
"No, they don't," she argued. "Anyone can see that Chad loves Sonny! And I know she has to feel something for him!"
"Becky, Chad can not love Sonny! I am the one he should be loving!" Dakota whined. "Me, Becky, me! Not that... that..."
Oh man, Becky thought, here comes the tantrum. The red head waited for Dakota to continue, she almost wanted to cover her eyes, in fact, she closed her eyes. Now she just waited for the screaming.
But it never came.
Becky opened an eye and glanced at Dakota, she grinned and started cracking up, "Hahaha! You should have seen your face! You looked like you were expecting to be hit by a train! Hahaha!"
She stared in amazement at Dakota, "You tricked me!" she accused.
Dakota nodded through her giggles, "Haha, yeah! Who's the Pad-won now!" Becky shook her head and started the car up, Dakota finally calmed down, "Ah, that was good. Uh... hey, what are you doing?"
Becky smiled sickly sweet at her, "We're going home. I need a plan."
Dakota grinned evilly.
The next day at work...
"Here's the information. I expect him here by next week."
Becky gave her uncle a fake grin and nodded, "Yes, sir." And left the room. Becky walked through the hall and into her own office, it was a small room but bright and clean, when you walked in you could smell a hint of vanilla and strawberry. She loved her little office.
She sat down and looked at the boy that had been chosen. Though she preferred Channy, this boy had been her second choice. He almost looked even better than Channy, but not quite.
His name was Knox, or that's what people called him, anyway. His given name is Derek Alan. He lived in Florida with his mother and younger sister. He was 19 years old and was a writer/actor... kind of. His blog was the most-read by teens, he acted for many people on YouTube, and he even played in a band. Played saxophone, piano, guitar, drums, and even sang. He was over all perfect.
And on top of all this he was extremely cute. With very dark brown hair that looked more of a red in the light, piercing green/grey eyes, and tanned honey coloured skin. He always dress in either black or grey and had a rock emo look to him.
He looked like the exact opposite of Sonny Munroe.
Which is why she mostly had chosen him. He looked so unlike Sonny, that they just had to go together. But their personality was so alike, as well.
Becky chuckled, even their names. Both didn't go by their given names, and even those names sounded good together. But the names that they did go by were completely the opposite! Yet both necessary for life. Knox means "night" in French, while Sonny obviously meant the "sun" or could be referred to as the day! It was perfect!
She looked back down at the information, she dialled the number and waited for someone to answer.
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