Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my second fan fiction story and my first Sonny with a Chance fan fiction story, so I hope I do an okay job of representing all the characters. There will be TONS of Channy in here, so enjoy:) To those of you who read my last story, I'm experimenting with a few new things in this story. For instance, I'll be writing in different POV's though probably just Chad's and Sonny's. Hope you like it. Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Sonny with a Chance, because if I did I probably wouldn't be sitting here writing fan fiction about it.

Sonny's POV:

"Hi there! How can I help you today?" I tried to keep the smile on my face genuine, even though my mouth was starting to ache.

"I'm looking for the produce section. Can you tell me where that is?" The teenage girl, probably only a few years younger than me, looked like she was helping her mom with the shopping.

"Yeah, sure! Just go down that aisle, and to the right. You can't miss it."

"Thanks. And uh," the girl peered at me, "I hope you don't mind my asking but are you..." her eyes strayed to my name tag, "you are! You're Sonny Munroe from So Random!"

Keep a smile on your face, keep a smile on your face, I mentally reminded myself then said, "Yeah, I used to be on So Random."

"Oh.. yeah, right." The girl dropped her eyes, suddenly awkward. I could almost hear her unspoken question: Why'd you quit? It was a question a lot of people had asked me since I'd left. I could only hope one day they would stop.

"Can I help you with anything else?" I asked, in the same cheery, perky tone I always used with my customers.

"No, thanks." The girl smiled at me. "Um, actually, would you mind giving me your autograph?"

I barely held back a sigh. "Sure, that's fine." I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper from behind the counter and wrote:

To a loyal fan,

Thanks for watching So Random! Stay strong.

Love,

Sonny Munroe

Okay, so it wasn't the most enthusiastic message I had ever wrote, but at least I was trying! I handed it back to the girl, whose eyes grew wider. "I can't believe this! This is so awesome! Thanks!"

"You're welcome!" When she didn't move, I felt my smile wearing thin. "Bye!"

"Oh, right! Bye!" The girl stared at me for one second longer, then rushed off, her hand already reaching for her cellphone, probably so she could text all her friends about what had just happened. I could just imagine it. Oh. My. Gosh. I just met Sonny Munroe from So Random at Shopmart! You've got to go check it out! I sighed and rubbed my neck. I had enough work to do without a bunch of fans rushing in here for autographs. I loved them, I really did, but they weren't even really my fans anymore. They were So Random's fans, and I wasn't on So Random anymore.
I looked down at the counter as memories of my last day on the show flooded over me. After we had finished filming Marshall had thrown a farewell party for me, which I thought was sweet since as far as they knew I was just leaving on a whim. I hadn't told them about... everything. What was the point? I was pretty sure they wouldn't understand. No, not them, having lived in their perfect Hollywood world for so long.

I felt my throat tighten, but then shook my head and concentrated back on the farewell party. It had been very nice really, except for the overhanging cloud of questions and confusion. I had known that my cast members, Nico, Grady, Zora, and Tawni, were probably all pretty upset about my leaving, but I had tried to ignore the fact, and to their credit, they had tried hard too...

Tawni bounced up and down as she handed me my going away present from her. "Open this one next!"

I laughed at her eager expression, but also felt touched. After all, it wasn't like Tawni and I had exactly been friends from the start, and even as we grew closer, she had remained pretty self-centered. I was kind of surprised she had remembered to buy me anything at all.

"Open it! Open it!" she urged.

"Fine!" I said, laughing, and tore open the wrapping paper of the first box like package she handed me. "Uhhh," I said, staring at the box of pink darts in my hand, "thanks Tawni! That was... really nice of you!" I smiled as big as I could and tried to look really excited.

She rolled her eyes. "That's just part of your present." She handed me a larger present, that was almost circular.

I unwrapped it and burst out laughing. It was a pink dartboard, very Tawni-esque, but covering most of it was a huge cut out of Chad Dylan Cooper's face. Otherwise known as my ex's face.

"Oh my gosh Tawni! Where did you get this?" I asked, when I had stopped laughing to breathe.

She beamed. "I had it custom-made. Pretty cool, huh?"

"You had this custom-made? For me? Awwwww!" Before she could protest, I pulled her into one of my huge hugs.

She froze up. "Uh, Sonny, watch the hair."

I laughed and let her go. "There's the Tawni I know."

Tawni stopped trying to smooth down her hair and looked at me. To my surprise, her lower lip started to tremble. "Sonny... even though you're way too perky and happy all the time, and even though you come from some little nothing town in the middle of Wisconsin (which you talk about way too much by the way), and even though you have no sense of style... I'm really going to miss you."

I smiled at her, ignoring the insults and focusing on the compliment at the end. "Thanks Tawni. I'm going to miss you too."

Her lip trembled some more, then she quickly pulled me back into a quick hug before she turned and ran out of the room, wiping her eyes.

Nico and Grady came up to me next. "Sonny..." Nico started to say, but was interrupted by Grady's sniffles. "Man!" Nico stared at Grady, "please try to keep it together!"

"I'm sorry... I just hate goodbyes!" Grady blubbered. "We'll miss you Sonny. We'll never forget all you did for us. I don't know what we'll do without you."

I smiled, my eyes misting. Grady wasn't exactly a Prince Charming type, but he was sweet and sincere, and wasn't afraid to speak from the heart. I hugged him. "I'll miss you too Grady! And you can email me or text me anytime you need some special talk time, okay?"

"Okay." Grady swiped at his eyes then picked a badly wrapped package off the table. "Here's something for you."

I unwrapped it to find a vat of frozen yogurt and three super hero comic books. Grady smiled and nodded at the books. "Those are all first editions. I know you'll really like them."

I smiled at him again, knowing he had put a lot of thought into this gift. "Aww, thanks Grady. This is perfect."

Nico handed me a gift too and watched expectantly as I opened it. "Oh my gosh Nico! Is this all the Dusk movies?"

He grinned. "Yeah. I know how much you love Jackson Tyler, so I bought the boxed set for you."

"And," Grady continued, "we both pulled some strings and..." he turned the box over, showing me some large cursive writing on the back, "we got him to sign it for you!"

"NO WAY!" I stared at the signature, then looked back up to Nico and Grady. "But you guys hate Jackson Tyler."

Well... yeah. But you don't." Nico said.

I stared at them for a minute, a tear snaking its way down my cheek. "You guys! This is so amazing! You guys are the best!" I pulled both of them into a hug, trying to keep from bawling my eyes out.

"Okay, okay, break up the mush fest, its my turn." Zora walked up to me, and handed me a gift. "Check this out Sonny!"

I laughed and opened the gift. Before I could even ask, Zora said excitedly, "It's a listening device! So now, if you ever need to check up on any body, you can do it comfortably, instead of the old fashioned way of sneaking around in air vents."

"Wow, Zora. That's awesome!" I leaned down and gave her a huge hug. "Thanks."

"No problem. Oh, and Sonny," Zora grabbed a business card out of her pocket and handed it to me, "call me if you ever need my services."

I read the card which said, "Zora Lancaster. President of the Revenge Society of Hollywood, California." I laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Sonny?" I turned around to find Marshall standing there, holding the boxed sets of the two seasons I had been on So Random. "We want you to have these. Everybody signed them somewhere, even the crew. We love you Sonny, and we're sorry to see you go."

I felt the tears start to sting my eyes again. "And I'm sorry to have to go."

Marshall raised his eyebrows, but only nodded. As he handed me the boxed sets he said quietly, "We'd love to have you back someday Sonny." I gulped, fighting tears.

"I don't know Marshall. Things have changed. I don't think Hollywood and So Random are meant to be my life anymore."

"Sonny," Marshall looked straight into my eyes, "sometimes its hard to tell what your life is meant to be. Just keep that in mind alright?" I nodded, wordless. Marshall cleared his throat and looked around. "Well everyone, Sonny has a flight to catch, so you better all say your last goodbyes."
As everyone clustered around me for last minute hugs, I heard Tawni shout, "Wait! I have one more present for Sonny!" She pushed her way through the crowd and shoved a cardboard box in my hand. "Thank you Sonny, for everything." She squeezed my hand and dashed out again.

Slowly I pried open the lid of the box and gasped. Inside were about twelve tubes of Tawni's favorite lipstick, Cocoa Moco Cocoa. One of my tears dropped down and shimmered on the lipsticks before I shut the box. "I can't believe it. She gave me her Cocoa Moco Cocoa."

"Well, you're worth it Sonny." Nico gave me another hug and then everyone pressed in around me, turning it into one giant group hug.

I laughed through my tears. "I love you all. But you're crushing me!"
Everyone laughed and released me. Slowly I walked toward the door, followed by cries of, "We'll miss you!" "Call me!" "Stay in touch!" "Don't ever change!" "We love you Sonny!"

I turned at the door and waved to everybody. "Bye everyone."

"Bye!" Everyone waved back as I walked out the door into the hallway, breathing a sigh of relief. Even though I loved them all, I was glad the goodbyes were over. Things could only get easier from here on out right?

Wrong. Cause suddenly, out of nowhere, completely blocking my path, was the last person I wanted to see right in front of me. Chad Dylan Cooper.

"Sonny!" His worried face relaxed into a relieved smile. "I'm glad I caught you!"

"What do you want Chad?" I said, keeping the dartboard with his head on it pressed up against me, carefully hidden from view.

"I-I just wanted to say goodbye. I thought maybe I could walk you out to your car?"

"No, I'm fine, thanks. Goodbye Chad."

"Really, Sonny, really?" His relieved smile changed into a slightly annoyed expression. "Just let me help you. You're carrying like a million things, and I need to talk to you."

I sighed. His expression changed again, this time into pleading. "Please?"

I rolled my eyes, exasperated, but at the same time with my heat thumping so hard I wondered if he could hear it. "Fine! Take this." I pushed Grady, Nico and Zora's gifts into his arms, but carrying Tawni's and Marshall's myself.

"That's better." We walked on for a few moments in silence before he spoke again. "Sonny... why are you leaving?"
I flinched. I had been expecting the question, but not like that. Not so direct it literally took my breath away. "Why do you care? We're not dating anymore."

"How could I forget that?" he said drily "You remind me practically every day I see you."

"Well that's because you seem to want to forget." I snapped, then quickly took a deep breath. There was no point in letting him get to me. That might be exactly what he wanted to do.

Chad didn't comment on my last statement, but went back to his original question. "So why are you leaving?"

I stopped and stared at him for a minute, then shrugged and continued walking, resigned to at least giving him some information so he'd stop bothering me. "Family issues."

"What kind of family issues?" He pressed.

"Don't you think that's kind of a personal question?"

He nodded. "Yeah. But I'm still asking it."

"Well I'm not responding to it." I said firmly. "Here's my car. You can put that stuff in the back seat if you want."

As he did so I carefully tucked the dartboard and box of Cocoa Moco Cocoa under the passenger seat of my car. As we both straightened, I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind right now. Was he sad to see me go? Or was this just another Chad head game?
"Well, I better get going." I said briskly, but was stopped by Chad's hand grasping mine.

"Sonny..." he leaned closer towards me, making me freeze.

"Yes?" I said, a little less briskly then I had intended. I couldn't help it. I was too busy noticing for the fifty-billionth time since I'd met him how blue his eyes were.

"It can't end like this." He turned me gently so I was facing him and stared at me, looking deep into my eyes as if searching for something. "You know you don't want it to end like this."

His voice, quiet but strong, undid something inside of me, and I dropped my eyes, tears shimmering in my eyes. "Of course I don't want it to. But it has to."

"Why?" Chad leaned closer, but I pulled back, instinctively widening the distance between us. I couldn't let this happen.

"Because. We're not together anymore Chad. That happened for a reason. And just because I'm leaving doesn't make that reason disappear."

I looked up to find his blue eyes cold with hurt. "Sonny, I told you I was sorry about what happened with the Tween Choice Awards. I was stupid, and dumb, and I'm so, so, so sorry. Isn't that enough?"

I looked down at my feet again. "I wish it was. But it isn't. I gave you second chances Chad. Probably more than you deserved. And now I'm done with that. I'm sorry Chad, you lost your chance."

"Sonny I-" he gripped my arms more tightly, the look in his eyes almost desperate.

Gently I pulled away, the tears that had been forming in my eyes beginning to slide down my cheeks. "Please. Don't make this any harder than it already is."

"Sonny." Chad reached for me, but I pulled back, pressing against my car. "I'm putting my heart on the line here. You know how I feel. I never stopped lov-" he stopped abruptly and stammered, "I mean, liking you. I need you. Please."

"I'm sorry Chad. No." I walked around to the other side of my car, tears threatening to blur my vision, but I blinked them back. "I'm sorry but this is goodbye."

"But-"

"Goodbye Chad." I opened my door and slid into the seat, slamming it hard to relieve some of the emotions storming inside of me.

I put the key in the ignition and turned it with a yank, pulling out of the parking space, away from my life in Hollywood, away from So Random, and away from my first love. I didn't look back.

"Sonny? Sonny?" I looked up to see my manager standing in front of me. "Are you okay?"

I laughed awkwardly, quickly trying to blink away the tears that had begun to sting my eyes at the memories. "Yeah. Sorry, Marisa. What's up?"

"Your shifts over for today. You can go on home. I just wanted to let you know since it didn't look like you realized what time it was."

I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 5:30. So that explained why my stomach was rumbling. "Oh, uh, thanks Marisa. See you tomorrow then."
She nodded and walked away as I pulled at the string of my ShopMart apron, then lifted it over my head, revealing the plain sky blue polo and jeans I wore underneath.

I grabbed my purse and the remains of my lunch from the back room and hurried out to my car, eager to get home and see my father and little sister, Heather. In months since my father had been feeling better, the evenings had been a lot more fun. Now we all ate dinner together at the table and afterwards played games or watched a movie. I smiled. It certainly wasn't Hollywood, but I thought it was beautiful just the same.

As soon as I walked in the house I was nearly clobbered by Heather. At eleven years old, she was still a hugger, and I was glad. I had missed so much with my little sister. I was glad I had come back into her life in time to receive some of her hugs.

"Hey Heather! How was your day?"

She pulled away from me and grinned. "Awesome! After I finished school I went over to Jenny's and we played with her new karaoke machine. It's soooo cool."

"That sounds fun." I threw my car keys on the kitchen counter and opened the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. "Where's Dad?"

"He's resting." She explained. "He said when you got home we could order out for pizza! We have to get pineapple on one this time."

"Agreed." I nodded, grinning. "Two against one. Dad can eat the whole other pizza, but we will have our pineapples."
"Yes! Should I wake him up?"

"Little late for that." My dad rolled into the kitchen, carefully maneuvering around obstacles in his wheel chair. He smiled at me. "Hi there, Sunshine."

"Hey Dad." I leaned down and gave him a big hug. Then I flashed my biggest smile. "So what's this I hear about ordering out for pizza? I'm starved!"

"Lets get to it then. Hand me the phone Heather."

Heather ran over to the small kitchen table then dashed back. "Dad, Sonny and I want pineapples on one of them this time. Is that okay?"

My dad made a face. "I don't know how you guys can like that."

I laughed. "Everybody at So Random thought I was crazy for liking pineapples on my pizza too." My smile faded a little bit. So Random. So many memories.

My dad eyed me. "You doing okay darling?"

"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah sure!" I smiled again, a little less enthusiastically.

"Alright." My dad dialed the number for the pizza place and ordered two medium pizzas, a sausage pepperoni and a Hawaiian pizza. Heather cheered. Once he had finished his call, my dad turned to her. "Heather? Why don't you go upstairs and make your bed while we wait for the pizza?"

Heather grimaced. "Do I have to?"

My dad grinned. "Sorry, yes. But we'll call you down when the pizza gets here."

Heather laughed. "Okay. Be right back."

After she left the room, my dad turned to me. "Sonny, I want to talk to you about something."

I hopped up on the counter and began to swing my legs. "What?"

He paused a moment as if trying to come up with the right words to say what he wanted to say. "Honey, I got a call from Marshall today. He wants you to come back to So Random. And I think you should."

AN: Hope you enjoyed it. Please review and let me know if you did and I'll continue. (Actually, I'll probably continue whether or not I get reviews, but hey, I'd still love to get them!) Thanks for reading!