A/N- This is my response to Who_I_Am_93's Honor Society Challenge. The song I chose to base this fic off of is "See U in the Dark" by Honor Society. Each chapter title is a different line from the song. Also, in this fic, Season 2 does not exist, and Sonny and Chad did not admit their feelings to each other backstage at "Gotcha with Gilroy Smith." Everyone is pretty OOC, with Chad and Sonny being best friends, and Sonny being a little bit of a wild child in later chapters. Well, enjoy!

Chapter 1

My Best Friend in the World

"Hey Sonny." Chad said, pulling up a seat in the Commissary next to his best friend, Sonny Monroe.

"Hey!" She said, looking up from the magazine she was reading while mindlessly shoveling food into her face. The smile that Chad thought was a permanent facial feature magically vanished when she caught the look that was tarnishing his own face. "What's wrong?"

He sighed. "There's this girl. . ." She followed his lead, and let out an exasperated sigh. Every week Chad had another girl he was chasing after, and Sonny had to hear every little detail of all of them. He could only imagine how tiring it must have become, but she had a great deal of patience with him. "Her name's Hallie. She's guest starring on the Falls this week, and she's. . . ah. . . she's. . ."

"Let me guess. Cute? Giggles a lot? Bats her eye lashes around you?" Sonny fluttered her eyes, demonstrating the movement. "Touches you when she talks to you?" She lifted her hand and gently placed it on Chad's arm. He glanced down at it and laughed.

"Exactly! It's like you know her!" He exclaimed, amazed by her analysis.

"I do know her, Chad! Well, I know her type, and you do too! She's exactly the same as all the other girls that only lasted, what, a day? Take my advice, and stay away from her. You need a girl with a bit more substance. One who doesn't depend on her looks to carry her through life. I bet she can't even act!"

"Come on, Son, don't be so harsh. She's not that bad, I just had a fairly decent conversation with her about her work experience, and she doesn't seem like she's that bad of an actress. Maybe this one's different than the rest of them."


"Trust me," Sonny muttered, "She won't be. But I know you won't listen to me. Why do you even bother seeking my approval anyway? You know you won't get it."

"Yeah, I know, but you're my best friend. I have to let you know what's going on in the world of CDC." Sonny made a vomiting motion behind her magazine. "Hey!" Chad yelled, grabbing the magazine out of her hands and playfully hitting her over the head with it. "Anyway, I'm waiting for that one day when you're wrong and I find my dream girl. Then I'll rub it in your face."

"Oh, get out of here, Chad. Go get your "dream girl" or whatever you think she is going to be. But remember: I'm totally throwing it in your face when it doesn't work out." Sonny stood up, took the magazine back from him, returning the favor of the bop on the head, and skipped out of the Commissary.

'She's so wrong,' he thought. 'This girl just seems right.' But deep down he knew that his best friend knew exactly what she was talking about. She was rarely wrong when it came to the inner workings of Chad Dylan Cooper.

When Sonny first came to Hollywood, her and Chad didn't exactly get along. He was awful to her most of the time, and was a vain, arrogant jerk-throb. Sometimes, though, Sonny could see through his act and down into the kind and gentle soul he tried to hide from the world. She had a way, probably her all-around warmhearted and affectionate essence (which was a bit infectious), of making that part of him come out. He liked this change in him. It was very difficult work being pompous all the time; he needed a break once in a while, and Sonny Monroe was that perfect break. He would often travel to the So Random set, a place he would never dream to go before Sonny came around, just to find her and start a fight. It gave him a rush.

With all the bickering they indulged in, there were rumors in the tabloids and around Condor Studios that they were romantically linked, covering it up with the playful banter. The truth was that Chad just could not see Sonny in that way. To him, she was like a sister, or one of his guy friends with a much better taste in clothing, but he was sure that she had feelings for him.

When both he and Sonny were invited on the talk show "Gotcha with Gilroy Smith," she and Chad finally got to address the lurking suspicions that both shared. They learned that they both were convinced that the other had hidden feelings, which, it turned out, was not true. They both saw each other in a strictly friendly manner, and from then on, they were the best of friends.

They became inseparable, and the rumors began to fly that they were dating. He insisted time and time again that there was absolutely nothing between them, which is why he began to look for various girls to be seen with. He was often caught by the paparazzi cavorting with a different girl, and soon the rumors of him and Sonny subsided.

When Chad's friends finally believed that there was nothing going on between him and the girl he spent 95% of his time with, they immediately bombarded him with insults as to why the hell he was not trying to get with her. To them, she was amazingly hot, sexy, and all-around wonderful, appearance-wise. To Chad, well, Chad couldn't even look at her in that way. He obviously knew she was pretty, beautiful even, but that was the extent of it. He was just not physically attracted to her. His friends begged and begged him to let them have a chance with her, but time and time again Chad refused. He just could not picture Sonny with anyone.

She was always single, and he always had a girl. He would get himself into messes, and she would give him the advice to get out. Sure, she crushed on guys, and she told Chad all about them, but she never liked to commit to anyone. She would try to convince him to do the same, to take his time and find the right person, but Chad never listened. And now, he was moving onto his third girl this month.

"Hey Hallie." he said, approaching his newest coworker. The girl turned around and smiled. "I was wondering if you'd want to go out tonight?" The girl nodded vigorously. "Cool, pick you up at eight." Chad winked and strutted away.

Oh yeah, he thought, Sonny was totally wrong.