A/N: I hope you all like this story because I should be working my $$ off on a history project but I decided to write this first.... i got inspired for this because i was PMing someone about how i hate standardized tests and i was going to make a petition to get rid of them... except that I really can't do that! Even though this hasn't got anything to do with petitions... or channy (sorry)... I wanted to write it.

This is set just after Sonny meets everyone in the Prop House on the first day.. I know this isn't really what happened but pretend please!

Oh and I'm trying to write a crossover (my very first) of Dear John and Sonny With A Chance. Sadly Dear John doesn't have a category so I'll just have to post it in the regular SWAC archives...

lol... IDOSWAC

I admired myself in the mirror for what seemed like the one millionth time today! I mean sure, usually I would love to be looking at myself in the mirror, but not today. Sadly, because I always do admire my reflection I was forced to do it even when I didn't want to.

There wasn't really a particular reason for my off feeling, but I couldn't ignore it. Plus I really didn't want anyone asking me why I was acting strange. The door to my dressing room opened and in walked the new girl. She looked slightly worried but also excited.

"Um excuse me... Tawni?" she asked walking up to me.

I made my face as angry as possible. I didn't want to be a diva and be mean to the new girl either, but once again if anyone asked me why I was acting this way... well I might just kill them. So I had to pretend to be annoyed by her.

"What Siminy?" I asked softly, purposely messing up her name, "Were you going to apologize for not informing me that you were joining the show?"

"It's Sonny, but Siminy will do... I guess. Anyway I came to apologize for making you so angry about my joining the show. I would never want to steal your spotlight if that's what you were thinking, I'm just so happy to be here and I well I thought everyone knew I was coming," she said in a hopeful tone.

I huffed and crossed my arms, finally turning my chair to face the girl. "Well then Sonny, I guess you may have the honor of sharing my dressing room. Not that it matters anyway, the whole right side is empty, because I am neat. I don't make a mess that stretches my whole dressing room," I snapped.

I really took pride in how neat and tidy I was because I am not very self condifent. I don't really think that my looks are so great, or that everyone likes me. So I take pride in any small thing that was real about me, like my neatness.

"Oh um... well there's sorta exercize equipment on the right side," she mumbled walking over to that side and attempting to move the treadmill.

I ignored her comment as I watched her failed attempts to create room. Something finally hit me.

The reason I was feeling so different was because of Sonny. She seemed so nice and true and real, I felt guilty and jealous. Guilty of being so mean to her and jealous that she was everything I wanted to be. I really wanted to be Sonny right now, I even saw Chad Dylan Cooper from Mackenzie Falls checking her out. If I want to be like Sonny, I guess I'll have to befriend her first.

"Here let me help," I sighed as I got up and walked over to the treadmill, moving it easily.

"Thanks," she replied.

Maybe being friends with Sonny will be easier than I thought!