Disclaimer: I do not own Wizards of Waverly Place or Sonny With A Chance. Just the storyline of this fic.

Hey everybody! First story, first chapter! I hope you all enjoy this...

Here's a full summary: After Alex loses Mason, she loses something within herself. Her brother is thrown into denial after losing his own love, and Harper, her best friend, goes away after her parent's break up. Now more than ever, Alex needs support. Sonny Monroe meets her by chance, thanks to the publicity stunt her company has thrown her in. For some reason, Sonny is drawn to Alex, and nothing else matters. It seems simple in her head, but Sonny does not know Alex. She doesn't know her complicated past. She doesn't know that a smile isn't something that comes naturally to Alex. Yet, Sonny won't give up. Because that's just who she is.

Blegh, that was cheesy. Anywho, here's the 'prologue'. Hope you enjoy, and tell me what you think!


A burst of cold air hit her face as she entered the darkness of the lair. For a moment, Alex wondered why she was even there in the first place, but shrugged it off, not caring where her body took her anymore. She first heard the scratching of pencil on paper, fast and frantic, and wondered who would be up at such an hour.

"Justin?" she called, narrowing her eyes at her brothers silhouette. "What are you doing?"

He didn't jump at her voice, but merely grunted. She raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms, looking at the mess of papers all over the table. Her eyes scanned a particular document type thing- INDEPENDENT STUDY COURSE MANUAL. "Why are you working on your independent work at two a.m.?"

"Why are you awake?" he retorted back, not even gazing at her.

"I can't sleep. Now answer my question."

He sighed and rubbed his eyes in defeat, "I'm just looking for a new course, okay?"

Alex shook her head in disbelief, many questions filled her head, "But...aren't you a monster hunter?"

"Not anymore."

"Well, why not-?"

"Alex." He cut her short. For the first time, their eyes locked, and she knew, from the blood-shot eyes, that he was crying earlier. "I just can't... every time I look at that uniform..." he took a deep breath, "There's too many bad memories."

"But you were so good at it." Usually the sympathy for her brother she felt would gross her out, but these days Alex had become used to it.

He leaned back on the couch, "Look at the bright side. You're closer to me in the tournament."

That would have been a good thing one month ago...now, Alex could care less about the tournament. "...So what are your next options?"

He shrugged helplessly, "I don't even know..."

Ever since that day in Transylvania, Alex never had a heart to heart conversation with her brother. For some reason, now felt like just the right time, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Justin gave her a blank stare, "I should be asking you the same thing, Alex."

"I'm okay."

"Don't kid yourself. I hear you crying every night..."

"Well, your hearing things."

"For once, Alex, stop trying to act tough. We can see through you, we're not stupid." He leaned forward once more, unaware of Alex's fuming. His words hit her like knives, sharp and painful. It took everything in her power not to break down right there, but she refuse to. She refused to show her weakness in front of her brother.

"I'm trying to help you out," she started.

"I don't need help." he practically hissed at her.

Alex was about to open her mouth and start yelling, when a voice by the door called her name, "Alex." Harper had a hand extended out towards her best friend, "Come on. You can sleep in my room."

The Russo girl didn't know whether she was relieved with Harpers appearance or annoyed. She really wanted to knock some sense into her sad excuse for a brother.

Alex crossed the room towards Harper, who lightly placed her arm over her best friends shoulder.

"If you had just..." Justin started, he was up from the arm chair. His eyes were on the ground, searching.

Alex looked over her shoulder.

"...Nevermind."

"What do you mean your leaving?!"

When it came to Alex Russo, Harper was proud to say she knew her better than anyone else in this world. Being best friends for more than ten years really brought them close- almost like sisters. Given that, Harper also knew the worst that could come out of the wizard.

If she was mad...she was mad.

"Calm down, Alex." Harper scooted a little closer to the headboard of her bed, as Alex towered over her, glaring. "It's only temporary. My parent's are divorcing."

This came to no one's surprise. Harper's parent's were always the insecure couple. The house was always in chaos which had resulted in Harper crashing Alex's loft all the time. What kind of chaos? Alex came to learn that the Russo's weren't the most abnormal family in New York City. Just thinking about the drama under their roof brought shivers to Alex. Thankfully, Harper's parents moved to Pittsburgh two months ago.

"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry...but what does that have to do with you?" Harper rolled her eyes at her friends idiotic comment.

"They're my parents..." Alex was quiet for a moment, sitting down once again on the edge of the bed. They were in Harper's room- the basement. This had slowly turned into Alex's bedroom just as Harper moved in. It was her favorite room in the house- even more so than her room...because it was actually clean. "My mom needs my support right now, she's a mess..."

Alex started tugging at the strings of her jacket, "...How long will you be gone?"

Sympathy filled the red head as she scooted in closer, putting an arm on Alex's shoulder. "I'm not sure...I'm so sorry Alex. I know you need me now more than ever...but, I just can't ignore my parents- no matter how psychotic they are."

Biting her lip, Alex replied, "Your the only person I can turn to now...I don't know what I'll do..." Harper then realized the tears pricking at her friends eyes. For one wild moment, she thought Alex was staging all this so she could persuade her to stay. But the pained expression made Harper think otherwise. She pulled Alex into a hug, who buried her shoulder in Harper's neck.

"I know everyone say's this, but...the best thing to do is move on." Harper soothed, "The past is the past. Look to the future. Be a-"

"I get it, Harper." Alex muttered, wiping her tears. "When are you leaving?"

"My parent's sent me the airplane tickets, it should arrive tomorrow...so...Friday?"

"Airplane?" Alex raised an eye, "You know I could just zap you there...or you could use a portal."

Sometimes, Harper believed she was more protective of the family secret than Alex. "And how will I explain that to my mom and dad?"

The Russo sighed and dropped her body across the bed. Harper leaned in, a bit confused, "...Alex? You could still talk to me on the phone, you know. Or text me."

She pinched the bridge of her nose, overwhelmingly tired suddenly. "Yeah...right, of course." Even though there was truth to Harper's words, somehow just a conversation over the phone won't do her well. She needed someone personally- a shoulder to cry on. Because no matter how much Alex denied it, she was broken.

"A publicity stunt?"

Rafael nodded his head, tapping a pencil against his temple as he leaned back on his leather chair. "The ultimate publicity stunt."

Sonny Monroe squeezed her own temples, not getting any of this. "Can you...can you go over it one more time and tell me why exactly you're 'firing' me from So Random?!"

"Look, it's pretty simple. The ratings for 'Sonny' have been very great, but it's lacking the popularity shows like 'the Falls' have. So we've come up with a way to raise the ratings...You are going to quit the show and move to New York-"

"Why me-?"

"Listen. Ever since you joined the cast, So Random has never been more popular...with you gone, people are going to see how much they loved the show while you were there..."

Sonny stared blankly back, "I don't see where you're going with this..."

"You are going to get into a fight with a cast member-"

"I would never get into a fight with-" she gasped.

"Sonny." Rafael's patience was running at a low, "You'll have a huge fight with them and declare that you quit the show. Make a dramatic exit. Something that'll get people talking for months."

"But my career will be ruined-?!"

"That does not matter, Sonny." he cleared his throat, as her face crumbled in hopelessness. "You should know by now that in this industry...it's all about money and publicity. Anyway, in the meantime, you will be sent to the East claiming that 'you've had enough with California' or something along the lines...two months later, while everyone is dying for the old So Random, you'll come running back to the cast and make a great entrance. You'll become a hit once again, your face will be all over magazines, drawing audiences across the nation, and the ratings will fly off the charts!"

The girl from Wisconsin sat quietly in her seat, taking this all in. There were so many flaws to the plan, Sonny didn't know where to begin. For the millionth time that day, her mind screamed 'Why Me!?' It would make so much more sense if they just boost up the advertising, or if they made a one hour special. But seeing the expression on Rafael's face, it would seem that this plan had already found a home in his bizarre mind. Sonny knew that no matter what she said, they were going to carry out this ridiculous stunt.

"So...I have absolutely no say in this?" she muttered.

He shrugged, placing his pen down, "Trust me, even I don't. It's those big guys in charge of the company. I just so happen to agree with it."

Sonny swallowed hard. She had a sudden urge to break down and cry. Who knew being involved in a simple show would bring so much unnecessary drama? "New York?"

Rafael grinned, showing his sparkly, white teeth, "Ah, yes. In fact, the company is giving you unlimited airfare all over the nation!"

It was hard to pinpoint Sonny's thoughts at that moment. Probably along the lines of "Holy Shit!". But she was Sonny Monroe- a positive person. She'd be caught dead before saying such rude words in front of others. So she settled by saying, "Holy Shit!" Oh...well, guess nobody's perfect...

He laughed nervously seeing how she was off the chair, leaning before his desk. "Y-yeah. It could be a- considered as an apology for the whole thing, but hey! You get to see the world, who wouldn't want that?"

Sonny gave him her signature smile, "Gosh, this is so amazing! Anywhere around America?"

"You're going to start in New York, because your going to tell the public you want to have a clean start in Broadway."

"Broadway? Am I even that good?"

His brow raised, "Um, yeah. But keep in mind that this whole concept is...uh, not true...So, you know..."

"Right. Right." She awkwardly glanced away as he stood up.

"With everything said, I assume you will have your bags packed and ready by Wednesday. Our plan will set in motion the following day, is everything clear?"

Sonny sat back, her back facing him now, "Yeah, I guess."

As Rafael left her to collect herself, she pondered over the whole mess. This was a good thing...her mind keep repeating. Unlimited airfare...they were going to give her a credit card...yes, this was a good thing.

Think positive, Sonny.

It took everything in her to stand up from her arm chair with a bright smile on her face. Maybe she'll have a great time in New York, despite the massive publicity...she could even make new friends- oh, but I'm going to miss everyone here!- No, Sonny! Think positive! No more Chad...or Macenzie Falls...You're going to be on your own...For two months...

Two months...

With a squeak, Sonny Monroe eyes rolled back and her knees gave in.

Her momma always did tell her she wasn't good at taking in big news.

Okay, so that was the prologue, hope you stick with this story, cause I'm going to try to make it great. R/R!

With love,

Dumbadosis.