hello lets get right into this; none of these AU stories will be connected to each other unless it says so itself - thank you! most of these AUs will be channy-central so don't hurt me thank u

EPISODE TWO: WEST COAST STORY

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[WHAT IF SONNY REALLY DID SPRAIN HER ANKLE?]

"Yes! Yes! Yes," the cast of So Random chanted as the new brunette pranced around the chair, a blonde jerk-throb close behind her.

As the brunette walked around the small chair, her foot swiftly looped around the back of the chair, bringing her entire body forwards - like she was a magnet to the floor. She twisted her body to avoid landing on her face, sliding just a bit further from the chair with a whimper of pain.

"Ow," she cried, hands rushing to her ankle.

"No!" Her cast-mates groaned, sadness in their eyes.

"It's my ankle! It really hurts, I think something snapped," she looked up to Chad with a look of defeat and miserableness in her eyes, biting the inside of her lip to avoid it wobbling.

"Ah," Chad stopped pacing, not even bothering to notice the music that stopped playing. "That looks really serious. we'd better get you to a hospital,"

The brunette gave Chad a soft look and tilted her head happily, and yet she couldn't read him like a book as she thought. His ordinary, dark blue eyes had turned to a soft pastel in her opinion, and his non-judging glare gave her the most cliche of butterflies.

"Just take my hand," his outstretched hand gave her a small smile, letting out the anxious breath she was holding - fearful he'd mock her or something.

She slipped her smaller hand into his, allowing him to pull her to her feet. As soon as she was upright, she hobbled and wobbled a bit and her feet threatened to pull back back down to the cold, hard ground. However, a warm arm snaked around her waist almost immediately, helping her to stand correctly.

"This is so awkward," Sonny looked down, her hair flooding her face to hide the red flush that covered her features.

Both shows looked quite distraught at this, from the obvious fact that Chad would never - and I mean never - do this for anyone. At least, that was the Chad they all knew before Sonny came to town. The two shows both expected him to drop her suddenly and make a joke about her trusting him, but they continued to wait and wait and wait, right until he had helped her halfway out the door, and she looked at him with a wobbling lip and tears forming crystals in her chocolate eyes.

They knew he was serious when he had smiled at her, a real, un-chad-like smile and said, "It'll be okay - the greatest actor of his generation will take you to the hospital - must be such an honor for you."

In a second, the tears in her eyes hardened and she huffed, punching him in the arm at his comment.

That was the very beginning of Sonny Munroe changing Chad Dylan Cooper for the better - and it was certainly not the last time she made him act so differently.

im sorry for it being short ! was just running through it mostly,, i tried to make chad still a little bit of a jerkthrob with that last comment but heyooo it's an au so i can imagine that chad isn't such a RUDE...

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[WHAT IF THE PEACE PICNIC "WORKED"?]

"Now, Grady, if you don't mind," Sonny outstretched her hands, a smile glowing on her face. "Please place the peace offering on the Podium of Peace."

Grady grumpily placed the stolen trophy on the large podium, a groan emitting from his lips.

"Now, Grady, if you don't mind," Sonny tilted her head, glancing to the peace offering. "Please take the toiler paper off of the peace offering."

Grady groaned again, wrapping his fingers slowly around it in an agonizingly petty way. He jerked his hand upwards, resulting in a smile that grew on Sonny's face.

"Perfect! They'll be here any second, so let's sit down and wait for them!" She excitedly squealed, hopping into her seat at the front.

Her cast-mates sighed and sat on the other side next to her, rolling their eyes at Sonny's desperate attempts to bury the hatchet between their rival shows. Tawni looked at her bedazzled watch, rolling her eyes.

"Sonny, how long are we going to wait?" Nico sighed, leaning back in the colorful chairs.

"T-they're coming," Sonny assured her friends, a look of hurt evident in her eyes - it was clear she was a bit sad.

The stars waited for about ten more minutes, until Tawni had finally had enough.

"Sonny! They're not coming," Tawni's eyes were harsh, thick with judgement and anger. "Just accept it - you can't fix our rivalry!"

With her departure, Zora followed quickly after, and the boys too after some hesitating. Sonny sat alone in the cafeteria, head down on the picnic table, forcing herself not to cry.

The more she sat alone, with the lights dimming at closing-time - she thought about how much of a jerk the three-named doofus was, and how much she couldn't stand him. He didn't even bother to come to her peace-picnic, that she spent hours making food for.

Sonny stood up angrily, wiping away the fresh tears with the side of her arm.

Tomorrow morning, she would march over to Mackenzie Falls and demand that he explain to her why he didn't show up.

"What's the matter with you?" Sonny marched up to the acting blonde, tilting her head with confidence.

"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with you," he paused, glancing to the actor in front of him. "Those words didn't come out of your mouth."

"Cut!" The director called, lightening up the stage.

Chad swiveled around, a look of anger and confusion written all over his face.

"What-" he started, lifting his hand. "We're sort of in the middle of a shoot here."

"And now you're sort of taking a break," Sonny demanded, so much confidence flushing through her that her confidence was spilling from the top of her head. "Portlyn, you've got nice legs, let's see how they move."

Chad glanced to the brunette girl for a second, taking note of just how angry she was - because he didn't show up to her stupid peace picnic? He made a mental reminder to not offend her worse than that - because who knows what she'd do to him.

"S-stay sad, sweetie!" He stuttered to Portlyn who stomped off angrily.

But Portlyn's anger would never math the flaming ball of untapped hatred that stood beside him. He grinned inside of his head for a second - Chad Dylan Cooper never declines a challenge.

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wow thank you for reading ! i promise the others will be... more detailed or something but i'm very lame rn

and u might be thinking (but probably not): hello, what about your other story? ok i promise i will finish it but this story will mostly be for when i can't write on my other story, maybe writer's block or something so i use this to unblock myself

thank u.. review if you want, criticism is cool and supported ... and wanted - so yes