There she was…the one and only thing I wasn't able to get. Her name was Alison "Sonny" Munroe. She anything but similar to me…I'm a conceited, jerky blonde blue-eyed boy and she's a bubbly brunette girl who is beautiful, self-less, thoughtful, gorgeous, sexy, enticing, cute…

Where was I again? Oh yeah, stupid Sonny always making me loose my mind. She makes me feel all weird inside, something I never, ever felt before in my seventeen years about another person other than myself. With her, I always want to be with her, and every time we bicker, my day is complete.

So there she was…my Sonshine; the only reason why I even deal with her fun-hut buddies.

So there she was…wearing a banana costume?

I shook my head with disbelief. I can't believe she, a fully-grown seventeen year old, still wants to stick around with a kid's show. So Random…is just a joke.

I made my way towards her.

"What's with the banana?" I called out to her.

"A sketch," she replied, turning to face me. Already my heart was speeding up…stupid Sonny.

"Let me guess…something about Hannah Montana and bananas?" I said with an award-winning smile.

"How did you know?" Sonny asked.

I was confused. "You're wearing a banana costume."

"No! About Miley! How did you know she was coming to the show?"

I was still confused. "I never said anything about a Miley. I was talking about Hannah."

"Wait, you still believe Miley and Hannah are two different people?"

"Aren't they?" I replied, and then, I heard Sonny started to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"It just that they are—never mind. But how did you know that Mi—Hannah was coming to the show? It was supposed to be a surprise guest star for an exclusive showing for my fan club…unless…."

I started to fidget. "What? I'm not in your fan club! Heh, you don't know what you're saying! You have no proof!" I exploded. "You don't know anything!"

"Wait, Chad, are you saying you are in my fan club?" Sonny asked wide-eyed.

"Please, Sonny, why would I be in your fan club?" I said, kind of scared. I was in her fan club, but I didn't want her to know that. "Who would ever be in your fan club?" Oops, wrong thing to say.

Her eyes widen with tears already forming and her face was pale. "God, Chad, why do you have to be so mean?" Tears running down her cheeks, she pushed passed me, and left the cafeteria.

I sighed in frustration and ran my fingers through my hair. Here we go again; Chad Dylan Cooper Messes Up with Sonny Munroe Number 1,000,000. I swear. I always mess things up with Sonny and me because I am such a coward to even make a move. Geeze, I am the Chad Dylan Cooper, I have asked a thousand of girls out and broke each of their hearts. But Sonny? Never asked her out and I still managed to break her heart a million times—make that a million and one.

I sighed, and left the cafeteria to try to see if Sonny was in her dressing room. There the door had the words "Sonny Munroe" above a big, yellow star. I gulped and tried to turn the knob; it was locked. Maybe this was a sign…maybe we are not meant to be. I mean, a heart-breaker with Hollywood's sweet heart was an already-formed tragedy. I stepped back from her door.

She and I shouldn't be together.

A perfect Romeo and Juliet.

Two rival shows.

But we always meet each other in the end of the day.

I love how she easily calls me out when I'm a jerk.

I love how she laughs so loud, it makes me laugh, too.

I love how she comes into a room with such a sunny aura.

I love how she leaves the room, and everyone knows she was just there.

I love how she fills me with so much of adrenaline after I bicker with her.

I love how beautiful she is. How nice she is. How smart she is. Everything.

I love her...yes, I admit it. I LOVE SONNY MUNROE!

But I doubt she loves me back.

She hates me.

I need to fix this.

I ran to Tawni's door and barged right in; I was surprised that Sonny didn't lock this door. But there she was…the girl I love…banana-free…crying…because of me. It pains me that I did that to her.

"What do you want Chad?" spitted Sonny, red with sadness. "Came back to rip me apart and tear me down?"

"Sonny, no," I began. "I came to say sorry. I was a jerk; I just didn't know what to say. You make me do stupid stuff."

"So you're blaming me?" Sonny asked with disbelief in her tone.

"Yes—no!" I looked at Sonny, and she began to look furious. I continued and kneeled right in front of her. "Sonny Munroe—" I gulped, I'm gonna do this. I'm gonna tell her how I feel "—I love you." I sighed and closed my eyes. A weight has been lifted from me. "I love you, Sonny," I continued. "I know you wouldn't probably like me back, but I needed to say that I love you. I am tired of being afraid to say it. I. Love. You. Sonny. Munroe. " I opened my eyes.

"Chad—" she began, but I interrupted her.

"Alright, I'll leave." I stood up and turned towards the door, but then I felt her pull on my hand. I turned my head back to hers.

"You love me?" she asked me with a quivering lip.

"With all my heart," I said truthfully. "I would even shave my hair for you, if that is what it takes for you to love me back."

She smiled and wiped away her tears. I smiled, knowing I did that to her. "Chad Dylan Cooper, would shave his head for me?"

"Yes." I said, beginning to become hopeful. "Chad Dylan Cooper would, and Chad would give everything you want; everything you need."

She stood up right in front of me. "Chad, do you know that you hurt me so much?" I nodded. "Do you know that you're bad for me?" I nodded. "Do you know that you're crazy for loving me?" I nodded. "Do you know that I'm crazy because I love you too?" I stopped nodding my head and looked at her.

"Y-y-you love me too?" I asked.

"With all my heart," she replied with a smile. I began to realize that her hand has been on mine this whole time, and her hand eventually went on my cheek, fingers woven into my blonde hair and playing with my ear. Her other hand met my other cheek, and her lips met my lips.

My heart is exploding.

There she was…the one thing I couldn't get.

There she was…the one thing I wasn't supposed to get.

There she was…the one thing I shouldn't get.

There she was…kissing me with all the passion that was attained in her.

There I was…kissing her back with equal passion because I know I have gotten my Sonshine.