Hey, this is my first ever Sonny with a Chance fanfic, i hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1:

"Chad!" a blonde screamed as she kicks open the teen star's dressing room door.

"What do you want?" The actor simply asks while looking at his reflection in the mirror.

"What I want, is, I want you to―"

"Chad, Mr Condor wants to see you in his office," the mike went off in the dressing room.

"What did you do?" Chad asks while sending the blonde actress a deadly glare.

"I didn't do anything," Tawni replied in a calm tone

"Don't play dumb with me, you know exactly what you did,"

"But… I don't," Tawni said with a confused look on her face

"Just tell me what you did, then I can at least come up with something to cover it up,"

"I. Didn't. Do. Anything!" Tawni said frustrated, "Which part of that sentence don't you get?"

"You know what, just get out of my dressing room," Chad said walking towards Tawni.

"Not until you apologize," Tawni insisted

"I'm going to apologize for some stupid accident,"

"It wasn't an accident and―"

"HE NEEDS TO SEE YOU RIGHT NOW!" the mike yelled, making both Tawni and Chad jumped, and sending echoes around the room.

"Alright, Alright, I'm going," Chad yelled back at the voice. He pushes pass Tawni and made his way to Mr Condor's office. He stopped by the door, he has a bad feeling about this.

"Come in," Mr Condor said from the other side of the door. Chad quickly straightens his uniform, fixed his tie and put on the best smile he has, and slowly opened the door. As he walks in, his smile faded, he can feel the tension between them, the look on Mr Condor's face looks merciless. What did I do? He's this angry because I accidently spilled orange soda on Tawni's favorite shirt? He thought. He tried to break the silence,

"What's up Mr Condor?" he greeted with a smile

"Chad, sit," Mr Condor ordered

"Yes sir" and he took a seat on a black leather chair

"I think you know why you're here today,"

"I… actually don't," Chad replied with uncertainty

Mr Condor dumped a pile of magazines and newspaper in front of Chad, he quickly scan through the titles, "Heartthrob reveals to be jerk throb,", "LA most hated dog shover,"

"Look, I don't care if you get bad publicity, but I do care that your bad publicity is causing your show's rating to drop, so you'd better pick up that attitude of yours,"

"Um… what do you want me to do about it?"

"Just take some time off and just get the stress off your back,"

"Wait, are you suspending me?"

"No, it's more like a break… a vacation!" Mr Condor stood up from his desk, "In the meantime, I'll tell the press that you came down with a pretty bad virus and you need to stay home to recover, this way they'll be off your back while you take a nice vacation at someplace nice," he finished, looked over at Chad, he didn't say anything but nodded as a response.

"Off you go now, I hope you get better in a few weeks time," Mr Condor said as Chad almost stopped to complain but carry on walking.

A few weeks? How are they supposed to shot Mckenzie falls without the star of the show? Sure, the ratings will definitely not drop when the shows not going to have any new episodes for a few weeks! Chad took in a deep breath. Chad, calm down you need a vacation He told himself.

Wisconsin? That's the "nice" place Mr Condor is sending his number one star to? I thought he was going to send me to Vegas or something, you know to express my "stress" over alcohol and gambling. How is Wisconsin supposed to help me be a better person and stop getting bad press? I sigh as we've arrived at the airport, the limo driver got my suitcases as I put on my sunglasses and put on my hood. If I would've known that I was going to Wisconsin I'd rather just stay in LA and just chill out a bit. I dragged my suitcase to a special check in line, where Mr Condor arranged it especially, so that the paparazzi won't know I've gone out of LA when I was supposed to be in bed with terrible virus. I took off my sunglasses so the lady could check the passport and my face matches, she almost screamed my name, but instead she started smiling in the most freakish way. After she was done checking in my luggage and scanned the ticket, I grabbed my passport and put back on my sunglasses and walked to the gate.

Mr Condor hired me a private jet, it wasn't as big as mine, but he said that it'll attract too much attention if my own personal jet was to go missing.

Two hours of flight and I've reached Wisconsin. I checked in their "best" hotel, it wasn't anywhere as good as the LA ones and unpacked my stuff. I picked up the tourist guide lying on the table. Come to think of it, I don't actually know that much about Wisconsin. The only thing that came to mind to the thought of Wisconsin is farms. What? They are the leading state of milk and cheese production. So it's natural to think of farms. After flipping through the tourist guide, I was starting to get a little hungry. I checked the time, 7:25. I would've ordered room service but the menu for dinner in the hotel only has sandwiches. Different types of sandwiches, and I didn't feel like having sandwich. So I went down to the parking lot and got into my rental Mercedes. It's a similar model to mine back home, but I think this one is a few months older. But it was the best I could find so I drove around trying to find a restaurant sign that catches my eyes. It wasn't until 20 minutes later until I settled for an Italian restaurant. I put my sunglasses back on, I know it's not sunny. But it just won't be good if someone recognize me, and Mr Condor would definitely not be happy. The waitress showed me to my seat, I looked around as I was seated that there was elderly sort of people in the restaurant so I took off my sunglasses. The waitress came back with a glass of water, and she seemed shocked as she saw who I am. But I mean, who wouldn't?

"W-What can I get for you?" she asks putting on her best smile. I quickly scanned through the menu.

"I'll have a Ravioli Liguri with a cup of soda," I said as she scribbles it down on the piece of paper quickly

"Anything else?" she ask

"No, I think I'm fine" I said and smiled her face turned bright red and she looks like she was about to faint, but she returned the smiled and she practically skipped away. I took a sip of the water. And let my eyes wander round the room to see what other people are doing. Some were just chatting about their everyday lives and some were just being bored while waiting for their food. It wasn't long until my Ravioli Liguri arrived. I think the waitress put my order in front of the others, people who arrived before still hasn't got their food. I ate my food quickly due to the hunger. I paid the check and left the restaurant but I was almost certain that the waitress slipped her number in my pocket. I went back to my car and drove back to the hotel. I went back to my suite and took a shower. Then I slump back onto my king size bed and was just in time to watch McKenzie falls. I wasn't really paying attention of what's going on in the episode since I already know. I was simply just admiring myself. And my acting. I then switched the channel After Mckenzie falls ended and "So random" was on, why is "So random" playing at this time of the day? Isn't it a kid show? Shouldn't all the kids be asleep by now? I watched it for a few minutes, not getting any of jokes. Why do people even watch this show? It's not even funny! I switched the channels again, to a different drama show, but this one was nowhere as good as Mckenzie falls so I switched the TV off, since nothing good was even on. I grabbed the nearest magazine to me and read an article about me and a bit about my cast. It was then I noticed my cell phone vibrating. It was Portlyn.

"Hey Portlyn, what's up?" I asked

"Where are you?" she asks, without answering my question.

"I'm… at home," I lied, since that was my cover story and no one was suppose to know I'm in Wisconsin except Mr Condor.

"You liar," she snapped, how did she know? Is she a mind reader or something?

"I'm not lying, I am at home, in my room reading a magazine," I said, which was partly true, well the magazine part.

"Well that's funny, because I'm also in your room and I can't seem to find you," she said. Uh Oh.

"Why are you in my room?" I asked almost shouting into the phone.

"Because your mum let me in,"

"Into my room?"

"What? No, she let me in your house, but I just wanted to make sure that you're actually not in bed sick, so, where are you?"

"Listen, I can't tell you where I am, Mr Condor made me take a break,"

I can hear that she gasped "He suspended you?" she asked

"Er… no, he said he's giving me a vacation,"

"But we can't film Mckenzie falls without you,"

"I know that, I've been trying to tell him, but he insist on me taking a break,"

"That sucks, so… where are you?"

"Portlyn, I can't tell you,"

"Fine, I'll play along and tell everyone that you're really sick at home, would you tell me now?"

"No, because if the press finds out about it, then they're be here looking all over for me,"

"But I promise I won't tell anyone, please" she whined

"No, I can't"

Then I heard a long sigh on the other end of the phone. After a short pause, she decided to let it drop. And that's why she's my favorite co- star.

"So, how's your vacation going?"

"Eh, it's alright I guess,"

Then she told me about the sets being a chaos without me and the "So random"s and other shows like meal or no meals are picking on our cast members! I smiled at the thought, so everyone in the studio is scared of Chad Dylan Cooper eh? I can't wait till I get back and get back for what they did. Then Portlyn begged me for a souvenir, it's not that I don't want to get her anything, it's just what am I suppose to get her? Cheese? I'm sure she'll like that. If I were in somewhere cool it'll be way easier to find souvenirs. But she just won't let go of the topic no matter how many times I try to change it. In the end, she made me promise that I'll buy her a souvenir. After that she started to share her secret plan to get back at Tawni Hart for using up all her cosmetics, I know it's not that big of a deal, but Portlyn seems to be pretty mad about it. But the plan she came up with is way better, that girl is a genius, she might not seem like it usually though. I would love to be there and see the prank and the look on Tawni's face but I have to be stuck in stupid Wisconsin. I hung up after Portlyn told me that she need her beauty sleep and I was feeling pretty tired myself so I switched off the light and pulled the covers over me and drifted into peaceful sleep.

I was woken up the next morning by car horn noises. I looked out the window with my half opened eyes, the sun haven't even fully risen up yet! I rolled over on my bed grabbing a pillow and placing it on top of my ears to block out the noise and I tried to get some more sleep.

I woke up again in a peaceful and bright atmosphere. The room was filled with lights, and the wind was breezing in the opened windows. The atmosphere made me felt like I was in Hawaii having a proper vacation. I took a deep breath and stretched my arms as my fully rested eyes open wider. I hopped off bed and went to the bathroom. After spending almost an hour on making my hair perfect, I ordered myself a bowl of cereal. While waiting for the food to arrive, I started my laptop to see that my "cover" story was already up on the internet. Wow, that was quick, it's only been 3 hours since Mr Condor told the press about me being ill. I then quickly logged on to twitter and twits my fans saying "not feeling well", "Drinking chicken soup" and "might take a few days to recover," I might as well make it believable. I was going to just chill and stay out of the paparazzi's sight, until I got really bored in the hotel room. Who would've thought that you can get bored in a room with a laptop and TV? I don't actually think that's the real problem though, the real problem is that I have no one to tell how good I look. It's depressing. So I decided to just walk around in town, I know, they can't compliment me, but at least I'll get attention. Oh no, wait. I can't. I can't attract attention. That thought made me think twice of what I was about to do. Do I really bother? I looked around, what the hell. I grabbed my favorite shades and left the hotel room.

It was around 5 in the afternoon, and the sun was setting. I walked on to the most crowded street, and saw a cardboard cutout of me! And there were t- shirts, jewelries, DVDs of Me and the rest of Mckenzie falls' cast. It was a street full of Mckenzie falls merchandise! I'm starting to like Wisconsin. I was looking at one of the cardboard cutout of me, until this girl around the age of 16 handed me a flyer. Normally I would've thrown it away but me and the rest of Mckenzie falls cast were on it, the flyer was promoting the new episode, the final episode, since we can't film any new one, since I'm off sick. Shaking the thought off, I actually really like this place, I looked around for the street name. Till I found a street sign, on the end of the street next to this cute little shop dedicated to Portlyn. Everything in it was with her name and her face on it. I glance at the sign and I cannot believe what I was seeing. "Mckenzie Street" They named a street after me! Well not me, but Mckenzie the character I'm playing. I never thought I would change my gratitude about something this quickly but I just did. I Love Wisconsin. And even more, I Love Mckenzie Street. How could LA not have a street named after their number one actor? But then I saw a brunette with the same Mckenzie flyer I'm still holding on to. She looked annoyed and scrunched up the piece of paper!

"What are you doing?" I almost yelled and grab hold of her arm

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she asks back she broke my grip and was about to toss the piece of paper in the trash can.

"You can't throw that away!" I yelled out, she held onto the piece of paper but look taken back. People walking by started staring.

"Why?" she asked

"It's about Mckenzie falls new episode, how could you throw it away?" I ask in a whisper as I snatched the piece of paper off her hands. I quickly smooth it out nicely. "What did Mckenzie falls ever do to you for you to do this?"

"Geez, it' just a piece of paper," she said "And besides I don't even watch Mckenzie falls," I gasped, I know, I was shocked and a bit scared. Me, Chad Dylan Cooper is scared, there's not a lot of stuff in the world that scares me, but this girl just did. She definitely needs a doctor. She gave me a weird look, "But that's not the point, I don't like him," she carried on pointing at my face on the flyer. I did a louder gasped on the inside. But didn't let it show on my face that I was shocked.

"Why do you not like me?" I asked calmly

"Excuse me?"

"Him, why do you not like him?" I corrected and pointed to my face on the flyer.

"Cuz he's a self centered jerk," Whoa, that's deep, I'll admit I'm self centered but I am definitely not a jerk.

"But you don't even know him,"

"I don't need to know him to know what kind of a person he is,"

"Well, I'll have you know, he's a very nice guy,"

"Please, Chad Dylan Cooper?"

"In face I know him pretty well, he's a great guy, and possibly the greatest actor of our generation,"

"No kidding?" she asked with a smile in a sarcastic tone.

"You wouldn't know anyways, you don't even― I can't even say it,"

"What? I don't even what? Not watch Mckenzie falls?" I gasped, this girl has a problem.

"You know what? You're the splitting image of what I imaged Chad Dylan Cooper would be," she said, my eyes widened even more, my heart's beating faster. Please don't scream my name, please don't scream my name. I prayed loud and clear inside my head.

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