Wow… well I haven't been on here in a while. Band and work getting in the way! I hope you enjoy this story the way you've enjoyed my other ones. This is a bit different than my other stories…so tell me what you think.

I was watching Holes the other day and got an idea for it =] I have high hopes...but it might take a while uploading it, so please bare with me. Oh..and another thing. While I was writing this chapter, I was listening to the radio...and they were talking about that egg recall or whatever. I wasn't paying attention. But then they said "CDC" and I was like "Chad Dylan Cooper?"

I know... I'm a SWAC Addict... I just can't help myself. Anyway...just thought I'd share that with you ((even though most of you don't care))

Alright, alright. I'll get on with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny With A Chance.

CHAPTER ONE

Chad Dylan Cooper's mansion stood tall on the secluded mountaintop. He had picked this spot to get away from al the fans, the paparazzi, and the people. Occasionally, he would show his face for publicity when his manager forced him. The rest of his days were spent on set or in the mansion.

There was a knock on the door.

"Finally, you came. I need…" A girl with luscious brown curls and hazelnut brown eyes stood in front of him.

She reached out her hand, "Alison Munroe. You called for a plumber?"

"Uh, yeah." Chad opened up the door. "It's my, uh, kitchen sink. Whenever my chef uses the dishwasher, the whole sink fills up with water." He couldn't take his eyes off of her.

"Well, I'll just go get my tools and…"

"Sonny!" A tall blond interrupted, running into the room. "I need you! You can't just walk out on the job!"

"Tawni, what are you doing here?"

"I need you! Duh."

"What's the problem?"

"I've got, like, tuna in, like, my shower!"

"Well, why don't you, like, pick it up?"

Tawni crinkled her nose, "With my hands? Ew!"

Sonny sighed, "Tawni. I know that we're friends and everything but you can't call me every time your cat leaves something in the bathroom."

"But I don't want tuna swimming by my feet when I'm washing my hair!"

Sonny placed her hands on Tawni's shoulders. "Tawni. I've got a client right now. I'll fix his sink and then I'll come help you. Now, go home and I'll be there in a little bit."

Chad observed the scene in silence. "Well, that was interesting."

Tawni tuned around at the sound of Chad's voice. She froze.

"OMIGOSH! It's Chad Dylan Cooper!" She squealed just before collapsing on Chad's kitchen floor.

"Sorry about that." Sonny exhaled. Chad had helped her carry Tawni out to her car, where she was now sitting, embarrassed.

"Oh. It's no problem. I'm used to it." Chad gave her his famous half grin.

"I see." Sonny wasn't at all dazed by his charm.

Realizing he was losing her interest, Chad added, "I was actually surprised that you didn't collapse at my feet."

"Oh, please. You're not that great. Tawni swoons at every rich guy she meets."

"And you don't?" He was clearly getting flirtatious.

Sonny walked over to her car to grab her tools. "I've been around too many rich guys to fall for them. You don't phase me. Besides, it's kind of hard to picture myself swooning over a guy who called me to clean the gunk from his kitchen sink." She sidestepped towards his house. "Now, if you'll excuse me..."

"Oh, sorry." Chad was confused. There was actually a girl on this planet who didn't take an interest in him? There had to be something wrong with her. Then again, he had moved all the way out here to get away from girls like that. And if she wasn't wasting her time drooling over him, that meant that she would actually do the job he had hired her to do.

"Wait!" Chad followed her inside. "Your name's Alison?"

"Alison Munroe. Why?"

"You're not head over heels in love with me. It's refreshing. If I have any more problems, I'll know who to call."

Sonny smiled. "Well, I'm glad to have made your acquaintance."