Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance or Here We Go Again

Sonny sat on the sofa of her living room, her shoulders slumped. On the table in front of her sat photos of her and her ex-boyfriend, Chad, more commonly know as Chad Dylan Cooper or CDC.

She sighed as she stared sadly at the photo in her hands. It was a shot of her and Chad in front of a Christmas tree, and the we're looking into each other's eyes lovingly.

"No! What am I doing?" Sonny muttered suddenly. "I promised myself that I wouldn't be thinking about him...at all!" She grabbed the photos and stomped to the bin, tossing them all inside. Sonny walked back without so much as a second glance at the bin.

How does he always get under my skin? I swore that I'd never let him back in, Sonny thought . Her eyes lit up. "That sounded pretty good! Now...I'll just have to write it down somewhere."

Reaching for a pen, Sonny quickly scribbled down the lyrics. Ten minutes later, she had finished the verse.

"There! Per-fect," Sonny chirped, a wide grin spreading across her face. She shot up from the couch and dashed into her room to gab the guitar. She rushed back and picked up the piece of paper. Then she cleared her throat and began to play the opening chords. She opened her mouth and sang.

"I threw all of your stuff away
And I cleaned you out of my head
I tell you I love my heart
And ignore all your messages

I tell everyone we got through
Cause I'm so much better without you
But it's just another pretty lie
Cause I break down every time you come around
Oh, oh, oh, oh

So how do you get here under my skin
Swore that I'd never let you back in
Should've know better than trying to let you go
Cause here we go, go, go, go again

Hard as I try
I know I can't quit
Something about you is so addictive
We're falling together
You'd think by now I'd know coz here we go, go, go, go again."

Unbeknownst to Sonny, the door opened just a crack and a handsome face peeked in, deep blue eyes fixed intently on sonny.

"You never know what you want
And you never say what you mean
But I start to go insane
Every time you look at me

You hear only half of what I say
And you're always showing up too late
And now I know that I should say goodbye
But it's no use
Can't be with or without you
Oh, oh, oh, oh

So how do you get here under my skin
Swore that I'd never let you back in
Should've know better than trying to let you go

Cause here we go, go, go again"

She ended the song with a wide smile.

"By any chance, does that song happen to be about me?"

Sonny nearly jumped out of her skin in shock. She turned around. "Gosh, Chad! What are you doing here?"

"Well, Sonny, if you must know, I was talking to your very young, very attractive neighbour upstairs." He indicated the ceiling. "Isn't that right, pumpkin?" He shouted, his hands cupped over his mouth, his head leant back.

There was an answering giggle. "Yeah, Sonny, then we heard your obnoxiously loud music. Like seriously, what is it with the loud guitar playing and singing?"

Chad suddenly looked horrified. "Are those pictures in the bin photos of me? Sonny, how could you throw mini-mes away? How could anyone be so heartless?" He rushed over to the bin and rescued his photos, straightening out any creases.

"Chad, please, go away. What are you even doing here?"

"Well, as I was saying, we heard your song so I decided to come check it out, so here I am, checking your music out. And it wasn't horrible since my ears are still fully intact, but seriously, Mel and I are trying to have a romantic dinner up there so please-"

"Get out!" Sonny shouted, her eyes flaming, pointing to the door.

"Well! I was going compliment you on your song but now-"

"OUT!"

"Well, fine!" When he got a glare instead of the response he had expected, Chad huffed indignantly and stomped over to the door, slamming it behind him.

"Yeah, real mature, Chad! See, maybe this is why I broke up with you!"

Sonny suddenly felt a lump in her throat when there was no reply even when she heard the door upstairs open and close.

Chad and Mel were having a romantic dinner? As in a date? Which led to boyfriend and girlfriend? Which led to love? Which led to even more love? Which led to potential marriage?

"And here I am, writing a stupid song about stupid Chad who I'm not over. Stupid me," she muttered softly so as to make sure that Chad and Mel couldn't hear her.

She blinked her eyes several times and sat back down on the couch. She picked up the sheet of paper with lyrics on it and looked it over, then threw it back onto the table. She shifted herself so that she was lying on the couch, arms crossed, and sighed sadly.

Hey, everyone! :) So, this is going to be a new story about Channy, kind of like a sequel to the original TV show. It starts after New Girl. I know SWAC is kind of ancient now but still, please review and tell me whether I should continue or not. Thank you! :)