I decided to try the100 word challenge Bella E. Cullen has made, since everyone else is working on the other 100 word challenge. :D
So now you won't read another story with the same words....
Anyways, I'm going to try my best to finish this, and I'm just going to go with the flow -- the chapters might be really long, or they might be really short. Just depends on what I feel like writing. :D

Disclaimer: If I owned Sonny With A Chance, I would most definitely be Sterling Knight's 'Sonny.' But I do not own it, and sadly, I've never even met Sterling Knight. :P

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Jacket:

Chad whistled as he walked through the hallways in Condor Studios. His bright blue eyes sparkled when he spotted the familiar door of Sonny's dressing room.

Without knocking, he barged into the room and smirked as he waited for the yelling to start. When no one said anything, he raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Sonny?"

He walked forward into the room and peeked into her closet, and then Tawni's closet, just to find no one there. A yellow flyer on Sonny's desk caught his eye and he went over to read it.

"Rehearsals will now end at 8 at night so there is more time to work on our season finale." He sighed, and looked at his watch, "Great, half an hour."

With a small shrug, he decided to sit on their couch, and he started flipping through the magazines on the coffee table. He let out another bored sigh when he realized they were just beauty magazines, and he stood up to walk over to Sonny's desk again.

As he smirked at the now propped up autographed picture of himself on Sonny's desk, he saw a familiar brown color out of the corner of his eye.

He took a double take at the laundry basket by her desk, and let out a shocked gasp. "There's my jacket!"

The blond actor grinned and reached through the large pile of clothes to get to his tan leather jacket. He raised an eyebrow, "Why does Sonny have it?"

How in the world did she get my jacket?! I've been missing it for two weeks!

He slowly put the jacket on expecting there to be something wrong with it, after it had been thrown carelessly into Sonny's laundry. But he instantly let out a sigh when a mixture of the smell of Sonny's perfume and shampoo hit him.

His eyes closed softly as he took another breath of the fragrance, then his eyes snapped open.

"She's been wearing my jacket." After realization dawned on him, his lips turned into a lopsided grin, "She's been wearing my jacket!"

Chad grinned even more at the thought of Sonny actually wearing his jacket.

I wonder what she looks like in it. His grinned, I wonder who's seen her wearing it.

Suddenly, he found himself wanting Sonny to wear his jacket around the studios, so that everyone could see her wearing his leather jacket. He wanted the world to know that Sonny Monroe was indeed wearing his jacket.

His grin dropped as he heard a pair of distant voices in the hallway, and he quickly took the jacket off to cram it back into the laundry bin. The blond actor raced over to the couch, and quickly propped his legs on the coffee table as the voices neared.

"Chad?"

He looked up from where he was sitting, and smirked at the brunette, who was wearing a gypsy costume. "Sonny."

"What do you want, Chad?"

"Nothing… just in the neighborhood." He winked at her as she rolled her eyes. Sonny stepped into the room and walked over to the couch, where she glared at him with her hands on her hips.

"Really, Chad, what do you need?"

He held up his hands in mock surrender, "Well, I came over to have our daily argument, and you weren't here. So I waited."

Her eyes widened slightly, and her hands that were on her waist dropped to her sides, "You… waited…for us to have a fight?"

"If that's the way you see it, then yes." He smirked, "Whether I came over to annoy you or just to talk to you, it always ends with us fighting. It's inevitable, either way."

She shrugged, "I guess you're right."

"Chad Dylan Cooper is always right."

"Keep telling yourself that, Chad." She let out a small giggle and walked over to her desk to pick up the street clothes she would put on after changing out of her costume.

She gave him a look, and his right eyebrow rose in confusion, "What?!"

"Um, Chad, I have to change."

He grinned at her slightly pink cheeks, and he got up from the couch to walk over to the door. Sonny followed him, and almost ran into him as he suddenly turned around.

"Uh… I have a quick question." He fought to keep himself from smirking.

She shrugged, "Alright. What is it?"

"Have you, by any chance, seen my leather jacket?" He watched as her pink cheeks quickly turned red, and her eyes started to widen, "I've been missing it for a while."

"I-I have no idea where your jacket is." She exclaimed. She looked down at her feet for a second, before her eyes traveled back up to his own. Her heart pounded harder in her chest, "You know, don't you?"

He finally let himself smirk at the embarrassed brunette in front of him.

"Why, Sonny Monroe." He lifted a hand up to twirl a curl of her hair around his pointer finger, "-Chad Dylan Cooper knows everything."

With a final smile and wink, he quickly turned around and started walking back towards Mackenzie Falls. Sonny watched him with wide eyes, and slowly closed her door.

She walked over to her laundry bin and picked up the jacket that was hidden under the pile of clothes. Her lips turned into a smile as she leaned forward and took in a deep breath.

"What are you doing?"

Her eyes snapped open to see Tawni giving her a confused frown. "Nothing."

"Where did you get that jacket? I've never seen you wear it before."

Sonny blushed, "Uh, that's because it's new."

Tawni walked forward to look at the leather in Sonny's hands more carefully, "That looks like… no, it couldn't be."

"What?"

"It looks like Chad's favorite leather jacket that he bought three years ago. He's worn it more than anything else in his closet." She gave Sonny a small smile when the brunette's eyes widened, "Don't worry Sonny, I'm not obsessed with him, I just know everything about everyone's clothes. He's still yours."

"He's not-"

Tawni looked at the jacket again, "I've never been wrong before. Oh well." She quickly walked over to her closet to change out of her costume.

Sonny looked down at the jacket with a smirk, Not only did I steal the best jacket out of his closet… but it's his favorite one too.

Her eyes widened, and she mumbled, "Maybe I should give it back." She started walking to the door, but stopped short.

She slowly slipped the cool leather over her small body, and let out a content sigh. It he wants it that bad, he'll just have to buy a new one.

She quickly took off the jacket and headed into her dressing room to change into her street clothes. After she was fully dressed, and she had everything she needed packed into her purse, she slipped the jacket back over her body.

After shaking her hair out of the jacket's collar, and grabbing her car keys, she headed for the parking lot.

Bright blue eyes watched Sonny intently as she walked to her beat up car. His lips turned into a grin and he leaned against the side of his shiny, black convertible.

She looked even better in his jacket than he'd imagined.

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Inspiration: Chad's leather jacket that he wears on some of the episodes of SWAC. I can just see Sonny stealing it from him. :D