A/N: Hey guys, so I was watching What I Like About You a little while ago, and seriously, it's hilarious. So I've kind of been wanting to write a story where Sonny is REALLY OOC. And I've been thinking, what if Sonny wasn't in so denial about liking Chad (before Falling For the Falls of course)? What if, she was secretly trying to get him to like her back…? So what I've done, is made a Sonny With A Chance story inspired by What I Like About You. So if you find parallels between Sonny and Holly, it's because I've been watching too much TV ;) Hope you like it and please review!

I do not own Sonny With A Chance

"Sonny, what are you doing?" Tawni asked me, as she watched me vigorously scribble words down on a sheet of paper from her side of the room. I turned towards her with my toothy grin plastered on my face.

"Nothing," I sang then turned back to my paper. Now I know what you're all thinking. Writing a fan letter to Chad, pretending that Josh accidently gave it to me, just so I could deliver it to him myself may be pathetic. I bet you're all thinking that sending him fake mail just so I can talk to him makes me seem desperate, or annoying, or lonely even. But you know, well heck, I just need an excuse to go over there and this might not be my best idea, but I can't think of anything else!

"Sonny, now why are you getting out an envelope? Oh my gosh, you're being your own fan again, aren't you? Marshall! Marshall, come quick!" Tawni started calling into the air… While still sitting on her leopard print couch… With both doors closed. After a few seconds of silence, I turned back around and sealed the envelope while laughing at Tawni.

"Tawni, I'm not being my own fan again," I told her, then creased my eyebrows and awkwardly looked around the room, "not that I was before…?" I told her, my voice high. I slowly got up after addressing the envelope to Chad Dylan Cooper, then grabbed some of my mail and stuffed it in the middle.

"So then what are you doing?" Tawni asked me, chuckling a little and putting down the Tween Weekly she was reading. She got up and eyed the envelopes in my hand. I held them close to my chest and quickly took a look at the door. It was unlocked. I could easily make a break for it and down the hall. After all, Tawni did wear three to four inch heels to work…

"I'm just," I told her, taking a step towards her door while she stood still, trying to anticipate what was going to happen. She then figured it out and lunged towards me, but she tripped on her couch and fell on top of it. "Alright, see ya!" I yelled to her as I made my way down the hall with the mail clutched closely to my body. I turned the corner and bumped into Nico.

"Sonny, where are you running to?" he asked, trying to steady me. I quickly stuffed the letters into my shirt, creating a pointy bulge on my stomach and leaned against the wall casually.

"Who said I was running?" I asked him, trying not to make eye contact with him.

"Um, I just did? Because I saw you running? And then you bumped into me?" he replied to me, finishing each sentence like a question.

"Well those sound like questions, not answers, so," I told him, speaking slowly and trying to find a way to dodge this, "why don't you tell me about it when you have answers," I told him, squinting my eyes a little. Nico kind of looked off into the distance, thinking about what I told him. I took this time to dash down the hall past him and behind another corner, making my way to the Mackenzie Falls set.

"See, you were just running!" I could hear Nico calling to me, but I just kept going. A few girls from Meal or No Meal were passing by and I slowed down, stuffing the letters back into my shirt, trying to look as unsuspicious as I could. Well, that wasn't really working out for me.

I finally made it to the set and before I entered, I took the papers out from my shirt and tried to get the wrinkles out of them a little. I finger combed my hair quickly, straightened my clothes out, then put my best smile on my face while I entered the door. I tried to figure out what I was going to say as I made my way to Chad's dressing room.

"Sonny?" I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around and was surprised to see Chad not wearing his Mackenzie Falls wardrobe. It was…weird to say the least.

"Oh hey, Chad," I said awkwardly, waving my hand a little. I looked down at my other hand then pulled out the right envelope, addressed to him. "Josh, accidently gave this to me yesterday. So I thought I'd just, you know, drop it off for you," I told him, holding it out towards him. The corner was still bent and you could see the creases in the middle go across like old battle wounds. He looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"Do you treat all your envelopes like this?" he asked, with a chuckle, walking past me and gesturing me to follow him. I stayed a close distance from him while he walked, pulling his keys out of his back pocket.

"Like what?" I asked him, trying to sound a little bored so he wouldn't see right through my act.

"My mail, and your mail, which is in your hands, looks like it's been stuffed in your song pillow," he told me, chortling because he brought up my song pillow. I immediately turned bright red, partly because I was embarrassed and partly because I was angry.

"I'm going to kill Tawni," I told him, trying to laugh it off, but I looked away, too embarrassed to see his bright blue eyes. But when I quickly tried to steal a glance of his face, he was smiling widely and he looked down at his feet while he walked. I smiled back at him, and then looked at the letter in his hands.

"So who's this from?" he asked me, while opening his dressing room door. I stepped inside, my eyes growing wide at how large it was. And everything inside. It was like my and Tawni's dressing room times ten. "Sonny?" Chad asked me, after a moment of me gaping at his room. I smiled to him and walked to the middle of the room.

"I think it's a fan letter. I mean, you do get those sometimes, right?" I answered him, hoping it wouldn't be out of the ordinary and then he would get suspicious and then he would find out and then I'd be a laughing stock of the entire studio and then – wait Sonny. Let's try to breathe before we go on rants…

"Not at the studio. My fan mail is sent to my publicist who replies to it," Chad said carelessly, opening the letter. I closed my eyes and mentally hit my palm to the middle of my forehead. Then I heard a slap and realized I did it physically too. I kept my hand on my forehead and smiled at Chad awkwardly while he gave me a weirded-out look.

"I thought there was a fly! Must have just been my imagination. Hah, well I'll see you later, bye!" I called, fast walking over to the door. I quickly shut it behind me and then made a run for my dressing room. The last look I remember Chad having was a quizzical one. He's so going to know it was me. Why didn't I learn not to write fake mail after the Eric thing? Sonny, you do too many things to get this boy's attention.

"Hah! So you're running again!" I heard Nico call as I passed his dressing room. I ignored, made it into my dressing room and closed the door. If only I could erase Tawni's mind. If Chad comes asking around if anyone wrote the letter, Tawni would say that I was writing something and wouldn't let her see. Again, Sonny, when will you learn!

Okay, that was weird. Sonny just ran out of my dressing room, after giving me a fan letter. What if this fan knows my address here because she's stalking me. Or worse, what if my stalker is like, a creepy, eighty year old DUDE? What if, he's watching me right now? I was freaking myself out and tried to shake it off, but ended up making a dash for it and taking a seat at my make up table on set, with the letter in my hand. Once I was seated, I tore the rest of it open. The paper was a pale, yellowish color, but not too bright. I opened it up and started reading.

Dear Chad Dylan Cooper, the Greatest Actor of Our Generation,

Okay, so things were starting off well. So one, this person complimented me, with the truth of course. And two, this person wrote 'our generation' so it can't be some eighty year old. I continued reading.

I haven't been watching Mackenzie Falls for very long, but I can still say that you're my favorite character. I'm following you on flitter, and hoping to be able to get you to that one million mark! I just wanted to say that you do a great job on your show and I can't wait for upcoming episodes of Mackenzie Falls!

Love, Someday,

A Fan

Okay…first, yes it is my show, thank you for pointing that out 'A Fan.' Next, what does 'Love, Someday,' mean? Oh no! Maybe this means that he/she really is stalking me…Chad, you're doing it again. I need to stop being paranoid. Like Sonny. She doesn't get paranoid when the media gets all over her. She also has pretty hair…and don't get me started on that stupid-cute. Wait, how did I start talking about Sonny? Wow, Chad, just wow.

"Chad, what are you doing?" Chloe asked me, walking over to me at my chair. I straightened up and stuffed the letter into my shirt.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said carelessly, checking myself out in the mirror. And man, did I look good!

"You were just making weird faces off into the distance," Chloe started after an eye roll. "Like you were daydreaming or something?" she said, smiling a bit at the last part.

"Chloe don't you dare say it," I started, holding my first finger up to her, signaling her to stop. Her smile grew and she opened her mouth anyways.

"Daydreaming about Sonny?" she finally voiced and I gave her a glare, standing up and leaving the set while listening to her giggle as I walked away. Really, you tell a girl one thing and they just hold it against you forever!

I pulled the letter out from my shirt once I got to the hallway. I noticed the creases on it and tried to de-wrinkle it by rubbing it against the corner of the wall. That's when I stopped to think. Sonny gave me the envelope all wrinkled…my letter is wrinkled because I had it hidden in my clothes. Was Sonny hiding the letter maybe? But why would she be hiding it? You know what, let's not go there.

I opened the letter again to reread it, and when I was done, I noticed something on the bottom that made me smile. This was too good to be true. I quickly ran to Sonny's dressing room, dashing through the halls. I got closer to the prop house and heard someone get up and run to the door, yelling.

"I can hear you running, Sonny!" Nico was shouting, with his pointer finger raised in the air. He then noticed it was me and I awkwardly smiled at him. "Is there like some fitness test coming up for the studio? Is everyone practicing their mile in the halls today?" he asked, sitting back down on the couch in the prop house with Grady who was playing a video game. I knit my eyebrows together, having no idea what he was talking about and knocked on Sonny's door, which she finally opened.

"Chad!" she exclaimed, then quickly swung the door shut, right in my face. I smiled, staring at the 'S' that hung on the door and knocked again.

"Sonny, I know you're in there, you just opened the door," I laughed out after she didn't answer. She finally opened the door slowly, looking down at her feet.

"I didn't know it was you! I thought it was a robber?" she told me, finishing her sentence with her voice getting high. I smiled again, loving this moment.

"But you said 'Chad,'" I told her, shifting my weight to one foot.

"Yeah, I thought you were that other Chad. You know, the robber," she told me, finally letting me step inside her dressing room. She walked over to her vanity and shoved some things into her drawer and shut it tightly.

"Oh yeah, I think I've heard of him," I chuckled, sitting on her chair next to her vanity table. She spun around, away from the mirror and looked at me, a little fear strung out in her eyes. I knew that she knew that I knew. Does that make sense?

"So, what can you make of this?" I asked her, giving the wrinkled 'fan letter' to her, smiling like an idiot.

"Oh, is this your fan letter?" she asked me, laughing dryly a little. I nodded, then pointed to the bottom of the page. "Oh my gosh," she said, then lifted her palm and smacked the center of her forehead. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

"And, what does that say?" I asked her, putting my hand to my chin in a thoughtful position. I was kind of torturing her, but hey, we would laugh about this someday. Like how, apparently, 'A Fan' will love me, someday.

"You know, who cares what it says, I bet there are a lot of girls that you know, have that too," she told me, folding the paper in half and sticking it in her drawer. I got up, pulled it out, and read it out loud.

"From the desk of: Sonny Monroe," I voiced to her, smiling like crazy by now. She blushed intensively and shut her eyes, silently scolding herself.

"I should've learned after the Eric thing," she said, laughing a little. I smiled at her, which only made her smile at me back. I stared into her eyes and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I might have gotten…lost in them. That's not supposed to happen to me! People are supposed to get lost in my eyes. Mine. Not the other way around.

"You should've," I told her, taking the letter back and putting it in my pocket. Her smiled died down and she looked at the ground, her toe making circles on the carpet. "But I'm glad you didn't," I finished. She looked up and her smile was resurrected. I softly brushed my hand against her cheek once she had stood up, then walked right out of her door, only turning around once to wink at her.

Tawni walked into our dressing room the second Chad left, the door on my side was still wide open, and I still had a dazed look on my face. But I'm glad you didn't. His words kept playing over and over again in my mind. I could see his smile and his wink perfectly. I didn't ever want to forget this day.

"What are you so happy about?" Tawni asked, laughing at me and sitting down to reapply her makeup. I shut the door securely, turned back to her and said,

"Someday, I'm getting married!" I told her laughing, not able to get his image out of my mind.

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