A/N: So i wrote this in like an hour after doing homework and painting all day so if it's really bad...that's why (: sort of a filler, but it's setting up the future. I tried splitting up the dialogue of the next two chapters up with some "action" so this is what you get (:

Disclaimer: Yo no poseo Sonny con un oportunidad (i think that's right?)

Chapter 6

"Matt," I answered reluctantly. "I caught him cheating on me a few weeks ago."

"I'm sorry," she said quickly. "Did last night help?"

"Nope," I admitted. "Just made it worse."

"Well that sucks," she said, sipping more of her coffee. "But trust me, you aren't the only one who did something with Chad that they regret."

I almost spit up the coffee I was drinking. As the searing liquid traveled down my throat, I thought about all she had said about Chad before.

Selena caught me looking over a few minutes later. "Earth to Sonny," she had called, waving her hands in front of me. She followed my gaze, figuring out who I was looking at.

"Ah, the Dylan Cooper Craze has struck again," she sighed, shaking her head. "Look, he's gorgeous. I'll give you that. But he's also an ass."

"Really?" I asked, turning to her. "He seems…nice," I added hesitantly.

"Yeah, on the show. But in real life, he's nothing like that. I'd be willing to bet that he's hooked up with at least half the girls in this room, if not more," she rambled, looking slightly angry.

It all made sense. The rambling and disapproval. At the time, I had just brushed it off, figuring it was some Hollywood thing.

"Can I ask what happened?" I questioned quietly, not wanting to intrude.

She looked at my expression and started laughing. "Of course you can ask," she chuckled. "Why do you think I brought it up?"

"I don't know…" I trailed off, feeling like a fool. "People aren't so open back home."

"I wouldn't exactly call swapping Chad stories 'open'" she remarked. "You could be having this conversation with half of teenage Hollywood."

Her acid tone had returned, and I couldn't help but shiver slightly. Before I could make much of it, though, she started laughing again.

I swear, these actresses are bipolar or something.

"Anyways, I met him at some charity party thing," she started to explain, absentmindedly stirring her latte. "Chad at a charity function. Who would have thought?" I shook my head in agreement, having trouble picturing the scene.

"It turns out it was there to increase publicity for Mackenzie Falls. But, I mean, that's why I was there, too. So we talked for a while and he seemed…I don't know, normal. Like someone who didn't belong in Hollywood," she tried to explain. "Kind of like you."

"Thanks," I said sarcastically. "I love being compared to Chad."

"Oops," she giggled. "Sorry. But, anyways, we just became friends. And everyone told me not to trust him, but it was hard. Slowly I just found myself falling for him. I thought he felt the same way too…" she trailed off.

"It's ok if you don't want to finish," I tried to console her. "I know what it's like."

"Yeah," she sighed. "We kissed, and went on a few dates, and I thought we were like a real couple, you know? I was filming a movie in New York and he was on a promotional tour for his movie in Boston and we had planned to meet up half way. I got sick, though, and had to cancel."

She stopped for a minute to pull out her phone. After a few minute of her typing and my watching awkwardly, she restarted her story. "So the next day I wake up to find these pictures online."

Handing me the phone, I could see the disgust run across her face. Her screen held a few images of Chad and some skanky brunette making out by the edge of a club.

"He called me later that day to ask how I was feeling and I asked him about the pictures. The only thing he said was 'Selena, I don't do exclusive. I'm sorry if you thought we were.' I wanted to rip into him about what a complete ass he was, but luckily I managed to hang up the phone. I haven't talked to him since," she finished.

Knowing Chad, I really shouldn't have been that surprised. But I couldn't believe that the same guy who I had been with only a week or so ago could have been such a jerk.

"Wow," I mused. I felt lucky that I had only had a brief encounter with the play boy. I couldn't help wondering how many other girls he had been with at that party though…

"Sonny!" Selena whispered, snapping me out of my trance. "I think there's a spy in here."

"Spy?" I whispered doubtfully. What the hell was she talking about?

"Reporter, sorry, I forgot you're new. Anyways, you need to go get some napkins or something and I'm going to fake a phone call from Chad. I need you to watch the lady with the blue laptop and pink scarf," she instructed me, still whispering. This had to be the weirdest Hollywood experience yet.

I started to turn around to look at the lady when Selena grabbed my arm to stop me. "Sonny!" She exclaimed quietly. "Do not look at the target until you are out of her range!"

I mumbled sorry before getting up and walking over towards the napkin. I tried to avoid looking at the "target," but I stole a peek out of the corner of my eyes, and she was staring right back.

Shit, I thought. She's knows. I thought about what I was saying in my head and realized that I was starting to sound like Selena, and I mentally told myself to shut up.

The women turned to watch Selena pick up her phone, but she was already packing up her things. She was out of the door before Selena could start her fake conversation.

Selena stood up and walked over to me with both of our coffees. "Here," she said, handing me mine. "Maybe we can follow her."

We walked out of the shop and saw her scarf in the heavy crowd. Pushing our way through, we ended up a few rows behind her.

"Do you do this a lot?" I asked Selena, still not completely understanding what we were doing.

"Enough," she answered, trying to not laugh. "The papers send out spies sometimes to listen in on conversations. Whenever I see one, I try and follow them."

"And if they realize that you are following them?" I asked.

"What are they going to say? 'Stop following me for eavesdropping on you!' I just like to repay them. Besides, it's fun."

"Sure," I agreed sarcastically. "Whatever you say…"

Cassie quickly pushed her button on the elevator before sighing in relief. Her first undercover assignment, she gets caught.

And by those idiotic teens.

They had followed her all the way through the streets, down the subway, and across town on the train. She had only managed to shake them by entering her building.

She knew that it was worth it, though. The entire conversation between Selena and that new Sonny girl had been recorded on her tape. Even without revealing the Selena-Chad relationship, she had enough quotes to start a rough draft on the Sonny-Chad story.

Success was sweet.

now review please (: and has anyone heard the new Cobra Starship album? If you haven't (and you like that music), go listen to it because it's AMAZING!!!

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