Author's Note: So, this might be the shortest story I've ever written. It's not too detailed and it's corny and cheesy. So cheesy in fact, I feel like I can make macaroni and cheese from it. And it's so corny, that I could probably pop it and make popcorn. It's not my best work by any means. I just really wanted to write it. It's completely and totally based on my teammate saying "Kissimmee" and our coach replying "Excuse me. You shouldn't be asking that.". Yeah... This is finals week for me and I need to study. So, I'm going to hiding out for awhile. Enjoy. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Sonny With a Chance related.


"So, this weekend I'm going to be flying out to Kissimmee, Florida for a meet and greet. Mr. Condor thinks it will be good for me to get out of the studio and meet some fans on the east coast." Sonny smiled as she spoke of the extended weekend trip she would be taking.

Unfortunately, her words did not go unnoticed to a certain heartthrob standing just on the other side of the cafeteria.

Chad strolled over causally behind Sonny, listening to her speak two of her fellow cast mates.

"So you're going where?" Grady asked confused.

"Kissimmee." Sonny reiterated, emphasizing each symbol. "Kissimmee, Grady."

Chad put his hand on Sonny's shoulder, startling her a bit. She flinched before glaring up at him.

"What, Chad?"

"Now, Sonny, you shouldn't be going around saying that to everyone. Someone might get the wrong idea." Chad raised an eyebrow, as he shooed Grady and Nico from their seats. The Randoms made a slight attempt to ignore his gesture, but Chad was persistent.

"Fine, Chip," Nico stood, too annoyed with the blonde heartthrob to put up a good fight. He waved to Sonny. "Catch you later, Sonny. Let's go, G."

And soon enough the boys were gone.

"What gives you the right to kick them out of here?" Sonny glared at Chad, who was now sitting across the table.

"My awesome-ness," Chad motioned to his face, "But the real question here is why you're asking everyone to kiss you. You never know when someone might take you seriously."

"What?" Sonny replied in confusion. "I haven't asked anyone to kiss me."

"Oh, don't lie to me, Sonny. I heard you saying "Kiss me. Kiss me, Grady". You're just asking for it."

"Kiss me…" Sonny repeated, "Oh, Kissimmee! Kissimmee!" Sonny shouted in excitement, when she finally figured out the riddle. He thought she was saying "kiss me", when she was saying "Kissimmee".

Chad smirked. "Sonny, you don't have to beg."

He leaned in towards her. And for a moment, she leaned in towards him as well. She could feel him getting closer and closer, until suddenly he retreated back into his chair, leaving her alone stretched out over the table.

A light pink color ran across Sonny's cheeks, as she pulled herself back into her chair. She laughed nervously, watching Chad stare at her with his arms crossed.

"I wasn't saying kiss me, " she began, "I was saying Kissimmee, as in Kissimmee, Florida. I'm going there this weekend."

"Right, right," Chad nodded, standing up. "So where are you going this weekend?"

"I just told you." Sonny replied irritated. "I'm going to Kissimmee –"

Sonny was just about to say Florida, when she felt Chad lips peck hers for a split second. It wasn't long, but it was short either. It was just the right length for a kiss.

"Now, will you please stop asking?" Chad said, as he strolled out of the cafeteria, leaving a stunned Sonny in his wake.

She smiled with the same pink blush as before running across her cheeks.

Kissimmee, Florida had just become her new favorite place.


Author's Note: Do you feel like you just ate some cheesy corn because this story was incredibly cheesy and corny? I know I do. Thank you for reading! :D