Hey guys! Been a long sincee I've written or posted on here. I decided to be nice and well i got this idea like a day or two ago. I hope you like it. Btw guess what Today was my graduation! I'm now officially a high school graduate (yay me). So i promise now that holidays are here (yay all of us) to post more and continue my other stories. =) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own SWAC (Sadly)

Anything else? Oui, this was meant to originally be a one-shot but i wanted to post tonight! So it might spread to two or three chapters. Review and please comment or give ideas

Sonny Munroe walked towards the prop room after another "Tawni" Sketch. This one even more pink and pathetic that the last one. She was tired. It had been days since she had a good sleep all because of one stupid reason…or more like a very stupid egoistical arrogant three-named person.

Sonny was so in her thoughts she didn't see what …or whom she was walking into.

"Ow," she moaned once her butt came into contact with the floor. She swore under her breath and looked up to see the three-named jerk himself.

Chad just stared at her deep in thought. Why does she have to always look cute.

"What to above you to help me up?" her words cutting him like glass.

"Ouch," Chad faked his trademark smirk. "If I wasn't so amazing, that might have hurt." wonder what's got her in a bad mood.

Sonny rolled her eyes, and got up. She was about to retort something back but before she could Portlyn appeared out of nowhere dragging Chad away saying something really fast in a hushed manner.

"Okay…" Sonny said stressing each syllable. Sonny sighed and was about to continue her way when she spotted a book on the table next to where Chad was standing.

Perplexed, Sonny picked it up. She couldn't find any name on it. She opened it and was surprised to see it wasn't just a normal book, but a sketch book…with sketches of her.

"Sonny?'

Sonny jumped and looked around to see Tawni. "Oh hey!"

"What's that you're holding?" Her eyes enclosing on the book in Sonny's hand.

"Oh this." Sonny said laughing. "It's nothing. Pfft, I don't even know whose it is."

"if you say so…" Tawni said turning on her heel.

Sonny sighed in relief and was about to say something, but before she could Tawni grabbed the sketch book out of her hands.

"Hey!" Sonny said indignantly.

Tawni just flipped her hair and opened it. Her face contorted to one of confusion and then broke out in a grin.

Sonny scowled. "What are you smiling for?"

"Aww somebody has a crush on you."

Just then Nico and Grady appeared out of nowhere. "Who has a crush on Sonny?"

Tawni rolled her eyes and handed the sketchbook to them.

Nico ogled. "Wow, who ever drew this is really good."

Sonny had to agree. The drawings were great, but she just wish she knew who drew them. Definitely not Chad…he hates drawing…but why do I wish it was him..?

"Sonny?!"

"Huh? Sorry?" Sonny said breaking from her daze.

"Dreaming about Chad McPants Pooper again?" Grady said, trying to act tough.

Everyone sweat dropped.

"No," Sonny said hastily. "Anyways let's go. I'm tired."

"But don't you want to find out who's sketchbook this is" Tawni said, curiously.

Sonny shrugged and left.

Meanwhile Chad overheard this whole conversation and was cursing himself for his stupidity. How could I leave it there? Sonny can't know about my more than 'friendly' feelings towards her…wait did the Gravy (A.N supposed to be mispelt) just ask if Sonny was dreaming about me…again? Hmm…ouch all this thinking hurts…

Having talent is like having blue eyes. You don't admire a man for the colour of his eyes. I admire a man for what he does with his talent. ~Michael Caine

Hope you liked the story (not my best but it's late :( and I'm tired)

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