Title: Dancing Queen
Summary: When Sonny and Chad are both accepted into the popular dance show, Dance, they are paired up together. Will they set aside their differences to win the trophy?
A/N: My third Sonny with a Chance fanfic! I am so excited to start! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Sonny's POV:
"Welcome back to Dance, America's most popular tween dance show! Next week replacing Selena Gomez and Drew Seeley will be," I closed my eyes and crossed my fingers.
"Sonny Munroe and Chad Dylan Cooper!"
"Yes! Wait what?" I picked up the remote and rewinded the television to make sure I heard right.
"Chad Dylan Cooper, Chad Dylan Cooper, Chad Dylan Cooper," I kept rewinding the TV.
"Yeah, we get it," Tawni snatched the remote from my hand and played the television.
"We will see the two stars next week here on Dance!" Brian Crest was the host of my favorite reality show, Dance! Selena Gomez and Drew Seeley were competing on the show, but fought too much that they were kicked off the. I submitted my application to the producers and apparently was chosen. But, who of all people would I have to work with? Chad Dylan Cooper didn't see that one coming.
"Sonny you were chosen!" Tawni gushed. "You should take me with you so I can meet Brian Crest," Tawni had a huge crush on Brian Crest and really wanted me to get on the show so she can meet him.
"I don't see how you can be in love with that Brian Crest guy," I said and got up off the couch to my cell on the coffee table.
"He is so gorgeous," Tawni started daydreaming about him. I dialed Chad's number.
"This is Chad Dylan Cooper, and if you were important enough you would have the number to my other cell phone," Chad's arrogant message said.
"Chad, if you don't call me back in the next five minutes I'm coming over there," I said and hung up.
"I don't see why you're making such a big deal out of it, I mean you like him so much," I hated hearing that.
"Shut up," she gasped. I walked out of the prop house and across the lot to the Mackenzie Falls set. Chad was at his mirror having his hair and makeup done. I walked up behind him so he can see my angry face in the mirror.
"What do you want now," he shooed the makeup lady away and turned his chair around and got up.
I crossed my arms, "Why didn't you tell me that you submitted and application for Dance?"
"I didn't," he looked at me like I had three heads.
"Yes, you did. You were chosen to be on the show," I told him.
"That's the first I am hearing about this," he looked confused.
"Here look," I pulled out my cell and turned on the internet and showed him an article. He started mumbling the article to himself.
"This says you've been chosen too," he showed it to me.
"Yeah, I know. I submitted my application."
"I wonder how I got in," he thought it over.
"Well it doesn't matter how, you're in. And the worst part is, you're my partner,"
"Well that makes it a little bit better," he said.
"What?"
"Nothing. Well what do we do?"
"We have to go down to the director's LA office to know the details," I told him, I was still fuming.
"When?"
"Today at four,"
"Well its 3:45 now, do you want a ride?" He smiled and winked.
"I guess, I have no other transportation," I followed him out of the studio and into the parking lot. We came up to his black car and I got in the passenger seat. We turned on the radio and it was some channel that plays Mackenzie Falls. I clicked the radio to channel one. He clicked it back to the drama channel and I clicked it back to channel one. We kept going on and on and then he turned the radio off.
"Well," I said, offended.
"What?" I looked out to the road and ignored his question. I thought about having to work with him. I groaned. "Will you tell me what your problem is already?"
"You, you are my problem. You will always be my problem," I quarreled.
"Sonny, gosh. I try to be nice but you just can't return the favor,"
"You've never tried. I bet you can't even work with me on the show," I threatened him.
"Is that a challenge?"
"You bet it is," I was having fun with this.
"Well fine challenge accepted,"
"Fine"
"Fine"
"Good"
"Good." We parked outside the small office.
"This is it," we got out of the car. He opened the door for me; he was doing well at this. He might just win.
"Umm, we are here to see Mr. Cassidy," Chad told the receptionist.
"Bradley Cassidy, you have visitors," the receptionist said over the intercom. "I'll take you to his office," she got up and escorted us to Mr. Cassidy's office.
"Sonny, Chad nice to meet you," Mr. Cassidy said once the receptionist opened the door. "Sharon, you may go."
"Sonny, Chad, I would love you two on my show,"
"Thank you so much," I gushed.
"Actually, I didn't submit an application,"
"I have been doing some research. You two have wonderful chemistry,"
"We do?!" We said together.
"Yes and the country will love you two together," we were both bewildered. "Both of you are going to be flied out to New York Saturday," he waved his hand for us to go.
"Wonderful chemistry," I asked him.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Yeah that guy definitely doesn't know what he is talking about. We don't have great chemistry,"
"He said wonderful. We have wonderful chemistry,"
"Well it doesn't matter because we don't have any chemistry," I left the office.
"Yeah, right," I heard him say.
A/N: What do you think? Should I continue? Hope you liked it!