A/N: This is my first SWAC fic. Plus, my seventh story. Also, Chad may be OOC in this fic. I'm not that good at writing SWAC, so bear with this story. AND... This is the first in a series about Sonny and Chad fighting and seeing who wins. The first one is called Sweet Tooth, and the second one is called The Guessing Game. Happy Reading!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sonny With a Chance, nor do I own Sterling Knight or Demi Lovato.

Sweet Tooth

Candy. I just love candy. Especially Jolly Ranchers. Or maybe Hershey's Milk Chocolate! I just love candy. Well, most of the time.

"Hey Sonny, happy birthday," I heard him say. I turned around and there he is, standing with a wrapped present.

"Aw, thanks Cha—wait." He turned around, surprised at my sudden change in tone.

"Yes?"

"How did you know it was my birthday?"

"My little sister reads Tween Weekly," he explained. "I was bored, I picked it up, etcetera."

"Is this…candy?" I asked.

"Yes," he replied, then asked, "Why?"

"Because I only take candy as a present when it's given to me by someone that actually cared enough to get me a present instead of reading about my likes and dislikes in a magazine," I said all in one breath. I breathed in deeply, sighed, and placed my hands on his shoulders. "Thoughtful, but I can't take it."

"Sonny, you told me yesterday that you liked candy."

"That's what they all say!" I accused. "You read about it in Tween Weekly!"

"Sonny, I read about your birthday in Tween Weekly. Not about your likes and dislikes," he stated. He was really stubborn. And annoyed.

"Chad, that's just like saying that I told you that I have a best friend named Lucy."

"Um, she was at my birthday party."

"Nuh-uh!"

"Sonny!" He was really getting annoyed now. I couldn't comprehend it, because I hadn't told him all these things. Had I? "Tawni took her."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and you also told me you had a sweet tooth for Hershey's Milk Chocolate," he said, gesturing to the present he handed to me.

"I don't remember that," I lied. I did remember that, I just, didn't want to believe it. I had been sharing stuff about me. And he had been sharing stuff about him.

"You said one more thing, too." I looked up, surprised that he was still standing there. His blue crystal-orb eyes stared through my chocolate brown eyes. "You said you had a sweet tooth."

"Well, just a little one," I said.

"No, no, no. A sweet tooth for someone. In Hollywood. But the thing is, you wouldn't tell me, no matter how hard I tried."

"You want to know who?" I asked. I leaned in closer.

"Um, uh, well…" I cut him off by leaning closer.

"Do you, Chad? Do you really?"

"Yes?"

I turned around abruptly and headed for the cafeteria. "Guess you'll have to read about it in Tween Weekly's June/July issue! See ya!" I smirked with satisfaction. This is going to be a good day.

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