R.I.P Michael Jackson. I am currently dancing around as I attempt to write this to Smooth Criminal. Check out the music video on youtube. Pure talent!
8.
"Wait! What do you mean you'll remember that for 'next time?' What 'next time?'" Sonny shouted as she ran after Chad. The kids had all been picked up by their parents and Chad and Sonny were on their way back to the studio. Chad's date comment had been annoying her all day and now she finally had the opportunity to ask him about it. Of course, he was striding off away from her, clearly adverting her question.
"I don't know what you are talking about," Chad smirked as he walked onward.
"You said you'd remember that it's only a date if you kiss me goodnight for next time – what did you mean by that?"
"Like I said, I don't know what you're…"
"Oh don't be stupid, Cooper! I want to know what you meant by that!"
"I only meant that…never mind."
Sonny paused for a bit, working up the courage to ask her question – the dreaded question, "Um…will there be a next time?"
Chad stopped in his tracks and turned to face her. Why did she have to ask that of all things? Couldn't she have asked if he liked yogurt or something, any other question would be better than that!
"Well?" She urged.
"Do you want there to be a next time?" Chad asked, his eyes falling to the cement. He began to take grave interest in the ant that was crawling into one of sidewalk cracks. I shall name you Earl, Chad mused, trying to get his mind as far from a date with Sonny as possible. Lucky Earl, you don't have a girlfriend. Wait a minute, neither do I! Why did I just say that? Sonny isn't…
"I-I guess so," Sonny stuttered, "I mean, it was fun, right?"
"Yeah."
"So, does this mean that next time…"
"It'll be a date."
Sonny accepted his answer with a smile, "Good. I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too," Chad nodded in agreement, "It'll be…nice."
"Yeah. And we can have more chili cheese fries."
"My krypton," Chad shuffled his feet.
"So…"
"So…"
"Chad?"
"Yeah?"
"When is next time exactly?" Sonny asked, her voice nervous, unsure.
"What are you doing tonight?"
"What?" Sonny hadn't expected their next "date" to happen as soon as tonight. Tonight hardly gave her any time at all to get ready. She needed an outfit and her hair done and…
"I'll pick you up at eight."
"Eight?"
"Yeah. There's a movie I want to see. The only showing between now and tomorrow is at eight thirty."
"What movie?" Sonny asked, concerned, "I am not watching any drama-related soap-opera movie, alright?"
"Is Transformers anti-drama soap-opera for you?" Chad asked.
"No way! I've been wanting to see that for the longest time!"
"It came out last week," Chad couldn't help but laugh.
"Well duh! I just want to see it. Oh, I need to bring a bib though."
"A bib?"
"Yes. I don't want you drooling all over the theater seats each time Megan Fox comes on the screen," Sonny smirked playfully earning herself a glare from Chad.
"I wouldn't drool over Megan Fox. Not with you sitting next to me anyways," Chad blushed.
"So eight?"
"Eight."
When Sonny entered her dressing room, she hurriedly relayed to Tawni that Chad had asked her out on a date and that she needed an outfit and her hair done. Of course, Tawni was shocked by the fact that Chad of all people was Sonny's mystery guy she had been gushing over all week.
But of course, this was Sonny and she was really excited. Chad was a jerk but he was cute and a rich actor so Tawni gave Sonny her permission. She quickly retreated to her closet and the clothes started flying. Sonny stood amongst the fashion tornado and waited until Tawni finally settled on an outfit.
She emerged from the closet holding a denim mini and a spaghetti-strap red blouse that she swore would bring out the color of Sonny's eyes. After she had gotten dressed, Tawni went to work on her hair.
"It needs to be curled and pinned back in a barrette. If it's pulled back, he can get a better shot at your neck."
"My neck?" Sonny's eyes widened with shock and confusion, "Why would he…oh…oooh! Ew! Tawni Hart, how can you even think that?"
"Well, it is a date, isn't it?" Tawni asked.
"It's only a date when he kisses me goodnight which he said he would do," Sonny filled her in, "Oh my gosh! He…he's going to kiss me goodnight! Chad Dylan Cooper is going to…oh my gosh! I-I can't kiss him!"
"What do you mean you can't kiss him?" Tawni asked.
"I mean…I have only kissed one guy and that was back home and I was horrible at it. I…I don't know how to kiss!"
"Just do what comes naturally," Tawni shrugged, "It's easy, especially if you really like the guy. Now look at you! You're gorgeous, thanks to me of course!"
Sonny stared in amazement at her reflection, "Tawni it's…"
"Wonderful, huh?"
"Yes. I hope Chad likes it."
"Sweetie," Tawni almost looked understanding, "It's not like he's your boyfriend. It's just a date, right?"
"Right," Sonny nodded, "He…he isn't like my boyfriend or anything."
Yet anyways…