Summary: Everyone loves the new Channy couple. Everone except Chad's little sister, Claire. Not only does she dislike Sonny Munroe, she's also upset because Chad spends so much time with his new girlfriend. It's as though he'd forgotten about his little sis. Claire loves her brother and wants him to be happy, but she also wants everything to go back to the way it used to be. So she's on a mission to break up Channy, and she is absolutely detemined not to fail.

Wow, this story is, like, the exact opposite of my other SWAC story. XD Anyway, the idea to make this has been in my mind for a while. I mean, I've read a bunch of SWAC fanfics where Chad's little sister is the sweet girl who wants to bring her brother and Sonny together. Don't get me wrong, those stories are awesome. But I felt like twisting it up a little, and bam! New sory idea. ^^ Hopefully no one has used this idea yet...

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the first chapter. I worked hard on it, and I don't really think it came out that good, but as long as you guys like it...

Disclaimer: I dont own Sonny with a Chance, and I probably never will.

Prologue: How it Happened

Sonny's POV

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

I stalked into the dressing room and slammed the door in Chad's face, seething in anger. We'd just had our daily fight (of course) and he'd really ticked me off. Trying to calm down, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, only to open them again when I heard a voice say, "So, you two lovebirds are done flirting, right?"

I glared at Tawni, who, apparently, had been admiring her reflection in the mirror until I came in. Now she just stared at me, a knowing look in her eye.

Pfft. Well, she knew nothing.

"We're not lovebirds and we weren't flirting," I retorted.

"We'll see..." she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "What were you two even fighting about, anyway?"

My face blanked. "Um..." To be honest, I couldn't remember the reason why we'd been arguing. All I knew was that we'd both been pretty angry at each other.

"My point exactly," she said, smiling smugly. "I love it when I'm right," she went on, smiling at herself in the mirror.

"W - Well," I stuttered. "That still doesn't mean Chad and I have anything going on! We fight all the time! Even if I did like him, which I don't, he hates me and any relationship between us would never work out because we're rivals and he's a jerky drama snob, and did I mention that he hates me??"

I stopped my babbling to take a breath of air and realized that Tawni was humming. When I frowned at her, she glanced back at me. "Oh, did you say something? I didn't hear, I was admiring my flawless skin."

I groaned. "Never mind, Tawni." I turned and slumped down on the sofa. I had no idea what was going on. Lately, Chad and I had been getting into even more fights than usual, sometimes for the dumbest reasons. Just yesterday we had an argument because I accidentally bumped into him and made him drop a pencil he was holding.

I was getting a bit worried, actually. Maybe Chad was starting to stress out over work or something? Maybe something had happened to him and it had made him upset...

N - Not that I care if Chad was feeling upset! Psh! No way! Because if I cared that would mean that I liked him... which I don't. No. Absolutely not.

...Ok, fine. Maybe I had a teensy, tiny crush on him. But I'd get over it, really. Besides, guys like that don't go for girls like me. So there was no way Chad would be interested in me, the funny girl from Wisconsin.

But still. If there was something bothering Chad, maybe I could help him get through it. That's what friends (well, frenemies) are for, right?

I stood, my face lighting up. Yes, I would go do that right now! I would go visit his set and find out what was wrong with him! And I would not leave until I found out!

"Hey, Tawni, I'm gonna go check up on something," I called over my shoulder.

Tawni swiveled around in her chair to face me. "Ok, whatever. Ooh, do you think you could get me a frozen yogurt?"

I sighed. Might as well. "What kind?"

She shrugged. "Doesn't matter, as long as it's pink!" She looked back at the mirror and beamed at her reflection.

Shaking my head, I left her to admire herself. I'd get her a yogurt, but first things first: I had to find out what was wrong with Chad.

Chad's POV

I sat on one of the couches that was in the Mackenzie Falls room, trying my best to focus on this week's script. But no matter how many times I tried to process what I was reading, my mind remained blank. And I was pretty sure that I'd been staring at the same line for about three minutes.

It was all Sonny's fault. Sonny, with her stupid cute, and her pretty hair, and her... and her perfectness. Lately, she was all I could think about.

Actually, she'd been all I could think about since... well, since she came here, I guess. I'd always tried to convince myself that it meant nothing, that I'd get over it. But it just got worse. And now I'm beginning to realize...

I like Sonny Munroe.

Nope, that's wrong...

I love Sonny Munroe.

See my problem?

Of course, any time somebody brought it up, I denied it. Because I couldn't let this information leak out to the press. They'd have a field day if they found out that I, Chad Dylan Cooper, was in love. With a Random, no less.

But it was true. And I had no idea what I was going to do about it. Seriously, this whole love thing is a lot harder than it looks. I've been trying to ask Sonny to be my girlfriend for the past week, but every time I see her I chicken out. And so I'm starting to get stressed.

Now, when she comes by, I blow up at her for, like, the tiniest thing. Just yesterday she made me drop a pencil and I exploded at her.

...I really suck.

But I haven't got a clue how to ask her. Like I said, I'm really stressed. I haven't been able to memorize my lines right, my castmates (well, Portlyn, anyway) are getting really annoyed with me, and I'm getting into even more fights with Sonny now.

Even my family's begun to see that something's upsetting me. My mom's been eyeing me lately, like she thinks I'm going to burst into tears or have a tantrum at any moment. My stepdad told me a few nights ago that if there was something bothering me I was free to talk to him about it. (He NEVER says stuff like that. Ever.)

Even my little sister's starting to notice. When she forced me to watch iCarly with her a few days ago (How does she find that show interesting??), she kept glancing over at me, not focusing completely on the TV screen like she usually does.

So, yeah. If you overlook all that I've just been babbling about, nothing much is going on with me at the moment.

I heard footsteps and looked up to see Portlyn frowning down at me. "It's time to rehearse, Chad. You better know your lines," she hissed. "I don't want to redo that scene for the twenty-seventh time."

"Twenty-four times," I corrected her.

"Whatever," she said, turning on her heel and stalking off. She was really ticked off. I didn't blame her. I was ticked off too. Not for the same reasons she was, but still.

I sighed and followed her.

Mike, the director, glared in my direction. "Ok, guys, let's start all over with Scene 3. And... action!"

Portlyn whipped around to face me, completely in character, her eyes wide. "Mackenzie! You're back!"

I smiled at her. "Yes, Portlyn, I have returned to Mackenzie Falls. I am home once more. Because without me here... this would no longer be Mackenzie Falls. It would just be... the Falls," I said dramatically. Hey, I remembered my lines. Huh. If I kept on like this, maybe I could get through this scene...

"Chad?" called a familiar voice near the entrance to the set. I looked and saw the girl I'd been dreaming about, the one I'd been stressing out over... my Sonny.

Wait, my Sonny?? Why the heck am I calling her that??? She's not even my girlfriend. (And she probably never will be at the rate I'm going.)

This drama must be getting to my head.

"Cut!" Mike glared over his shoulder at Sonny. "This is a closed set! Who let you in here, anyway?"

Sonny shook her head. "I came in here myself. I'm not on the banned wall. And I have to talk to Chad about something." Her gaze locked with mine. She looked determined and slightly worried all at the same time.

And cute. So cute... Darn cute.

"We're in the middle of filming," Mike practically growled at her. I felt like punching him for talking to Sonny like that. Sure, he was my director, but no one talked to her in that way!

Sonny didn't seem bothered. "Well, I'm not leaving until I talk to him," she said stubbornly.

Mike took a deep breath, looking like he was trying to calm himself. Finally, he said, "Alright, you can speak to him." He frowned in my direction. "Chad, get over there and talk to her! And hurry up so we can finish filming!"

"Ok." As I passed him, I muttered under my breath, "Bossy pants." Very childish, I know, but that's the way he was acting. Luckily, though, he didn't hear me.

I went over to Sonny and stopped a few feet away from her, ignoring the babbling of my catsmates as they took their break. "What?" I asked coolly.

"Chad, what's wrong with you?" she blurted out. "We've been getting into loads of fights lately and you always get angry at me for no reason and I'm really, really worried." She stared up at me with her wide, chocolate brown eyes.

Aww. She was worried about me. Ok, Chad, this is the perfect time to tell her...

"Why do you even care?" I snapped at her before I could stop myself. You idiot, Chad! You're going to make it worse!

Sonny looked taken aback, and she studied the floor, avoiding my gaze. "Um... well... I - I just do." She glanced back up at me anxiously.

I immediately felt guilty. "Oh. Ok. Well, it's hard to explain." No, it isn't. Just tell her, you dummy!

"Well, I'm not leaving until you do explain, so take your time." She looked over at Mike, who was eyeing us.

I coughed. "Uh, maybe we should go somewhere alone..."

She looked confused, but shrugged and nodded.

I walked over to Mike. "Sonny and I are going to step out for a few seconds. I'll be back as soon as I can."

He gritted his teeth and snapped, "You better be."

I nodded, then hurried off the set. Sonny followed me. I stopped in the middle of the hallway and turned to face her. Looking down at her baffled, but beautiful, face, I felt warm inside. I really did love her. I hoped she felt the same way.

I took a deep breath. "Ok, so I've kinda been stressed out. I haven't been able to concentrate on anything, I've been messing up lines in the script, and I've been getting really angry at people for no reason."

"No, really?" she asked sarcastically.

I frowned at her. "Will you please let me finish?"

"Sorry," she apologized. "Go on."

I cleared my throat. I wasn't sure how I was going to tell her this. I could be really dramatic about it, but then again...

"Well, I've been dealing with some of my... feelings lately. See, I really like this girl. I think I may even love her. And I've been trying to figure out how to ask her to be my girlfriend, but I'm kinda worried that she doesn't feel the same way. And so I can't pluck up the nerve to ask her," I admitted. Hey, at least I'd finally said something. That was an improvement.

Her whole face fell, and she looked disappointed. "Oh. That's why."

I nodded and smiled. Hey, she seemed upset. Maybe she did like me after all...

Sonny blinked rapidly and smiled, but I knew her well enough to know that it wasn't her usual cheerful grin. "So you need help with asking her to be your girlfriend?"

I nodded again.

She looked thoughtful. "Well, if you really like her, you should just tell her. I'm sure she'd appreciate you coming right out and saying it. Besides," she added, looking down. "You don't have to be worried about her not feeling the same way. Everyone loves Chad Dylan Cooper, right?" Her voice sounded slightly bitter.

I rubbed the back of my neck with one hand. "Yeah..."

There was an awkward silence between us.

"Well, I guess I should go," she finally said. "Hope you get your girl, Chad."

Tell her now, you fool!!

I grabbed her shoulder as she turned to leave. She froze and looked back at me. "Uh... Chad?"

I gazed into her startled eyes solemnly. "You're right, Sonny. I should tell her. Which is exactly what I'm going to do." I took another deep breath. "You're the girl for me, Sonny. I love everything about you. Your hair, your laugh, your smile, your sunny personality." I smiled. "I've never felt like this about any other girl, and - and - " I stopped. Chad, you're babbling now. Just say it. "Well, what I'm trying to say is... Sonny Munroe, will you be my girlfriend?"

Sonny's mouth dropped open. "Wha - What? Huh?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?" I repeated patiently.

Sonny's whole body shook. She didn't seem to have heard my question. "Are you... saying that you love me?" she choked out.

I grinned at her. "Yup." Then I frowned. "Though if you don't feel the same way, it's ok, I can understand..." Please let her say she feels the same way, please let her say she feels the same way...

Sonny stared at me for a long moment, then she walked forward and hugged me. And that was all I needed to know that she loved me back. I wrapped my arms around her, glad that I was finally able to embrace her like this. It was something I'd been dying to do since... since I don't know when.

Sonny pulled away, and I could have sworn that her eyes were starting to water. "Yes," she said, nodding quickly.

Giving her a genuine smile, I tilted her chin up with my hand. She blinked at me, her eyes sparkling. And then I kissed her.

It was a soft, gentle kiss. The way every first kiss should be like. When we pulled away, both of us were beaming happily.

"I love you, Munroe," I said again.

She smiled her toothy smile. "The feelings mutual, Cooper," she giggled.

I pecked her on the cheek. "Well, I better get back before Mike decides to fire me."

Sonny frowned. "By the way, what will your cast say about this? Won't the be angry that you're going to be dating a Random?"

I shrugged. "Hey, I'm Chad Dylan Cooper. What I do is what I do. If they don't like it, they're just going to have to deal with it."

"Ok, then." She smiled again.

"So are we done here?"

"Mmm hmm."

"Good, because I have to leave."

"Good, because I was just going to leave."

"Good."

"Good."

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Good."

"Good."

I grinned. Everything was back to normal. And yet, at the same time, it wasn't. "See ya. Munroe." I walked off, shaking my head in amusement when I heard her squeal in excitement behind me.

Yup. Everything was apparently going my way today. Sonny was my girlfriend now. We were in love. Nothing could ruin that.

At least, that's what I thought...

Meh. Well, this was only the prologue. Chapter one will introduce Claire... hehe...

Ok, then, hope you guys liked it! Review, please!