A/N: GASP! PointedToes is actually putting up a new chapter? SHOCKER!
Enjoy. :)
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Cooper Mansion
Beverly Hills, CA
1:58 pm
"I said I was sorry!" Trevor said as a last plea as Chad got out of the car.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" Chad glared. Slamming the door, he took off his tuxedo jacket and threw it at his car. "Now take my car and go home!"
With one last pleading look, Trevor zoomed out of the mansion lot.
Chad rolled his eyes. He vigoriously stabbed the key into the door and kicked it open.
Damn. So freakin' dirty.
"ROSA!"
"Yes, Mr. Cooper?" A little voice squeaked from the kitchen and out stepped a petite girl holding a dining plate.
"Look around." Chad pointed to the living room. A bag of chips was strewn down onto the floor and pictures of Sonny were splattered everywhere. Extra bottles of Mackenzie Falls water lay across the floor in a scattered manner.
"Oh, I'm sorry, sir." Rosa winced. "I'll get right on that."
"Nope." Chad said, marching over to Rosa. Picking up the plate, he threw it on the floor.
Rosa stared at the shattered pieces in horror.
"You will get on that, Rosalie. NOW DO IT BEFORE YOU GET FIRED!" he boomed.
"Yes, sir." she squeaked.
"Good." he smirked. Kicking off his shoes, he threw it into the mess he made and smirked. "Good night, Rosalie."
As Chad marched up the stairs, Rosa stared tiredly at the mess she was bound to clean up.
"Okay. Where's the mop?"
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Cooper Mansion
Chad's Bedroom
Beverly Hills, CA
2:01 am
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Chad sat up in bed, listening to Rosalie's incohorent mutters in Spanish about a "spoiled bastard". He snickered.
"That is definetly not me."
Pulling his iPad out of the drawer, he loaded Safari and went on Google and typed Sonny Monroe. An array of articles popped up along with Sonny's wikipedia article and IMDB. He clicked on her Flitter.
His eyes widened.
She posted. About him.
Oh, hell no.
It'sRainingSonshine- CDCooper I won. I'm (not-so) sorry (you bastard.)
My rep is so ruined. He thought, his stomach sinking. All because of that slut.
Well, two could play at that game.
And if Sonny Monroe just happened to show up on Monday, game on.
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Rosewood Apartments
Apartment 207, Lancasters
Los Angeles, California
1:59 am
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"And I will post..." Sonny said in a strong voice. "now."
Sarah and Zora burst out in applause. "Bravo, bravo!" cried Sarah. "I can't wait to see Chad's reply."
Nico, Grady and Tawni squinted at the computer screen.
It'sRainingSonshine- CDCooper I won. I'm (not so) sorry (you bastard.)
"Me neither." Zora snickered, whispering something into Sarah's ear. The two burst out into hysterics and proceeded to help themselves with more popcorn.
Beep.
Sonny's eyes widened. "He responded."
Tawni grabbed her hand. "You don't have to look."
"I have to." Sonny said, taking a deep breath.
CDCooper - It'sRainingSonshine Oh, I see. Someone loves me a bit too much, don't they? ;)
Sonny growled.
It'sRainingSonshine- Hell no.
Beep.
"Wow. The guy's a chicken." scoffed Sarah. "A private message? Pathetic!"
Sonny clicked on her Yahoo!
To: Sonny Monroe
From: Chad Dylan Cooper
Subject: (no subject)
Message: Where the hell are you? We need to talk.
"Well, that's a bunch of crap." swore Tawni. "Don't reply."
"It's okay." growled Sonny. "He needs to know."
To: Chad Dylan Cooper
From: Sonny Monroe
Subject: Fuck Off
Message: You'll never know, bastard. Leave me alone.
Sarah started clapping. "Bravo!"
Bowing towards Sarah, Sonny smiled as big as she could.
She could finally talk back.
And hell, it felt good.
A/N: Shortness! :D Inspired by boredness on Facebook and Twitter and Tumblr.
Hey, I don't know if Sonny's and Chad's e-mail adresses actually exists... if they do, tell me either by review or PM. Just don't stalk them, m'kay? :P
Review? We're 21 away from the 100-review(s) millenium! Thanks for sticking with me!
~PT. :)