Hey, so this is my entry for xXxStompingOnRosesxXx's Writing Contest.

This is my very first SWAC fic so please be nice. I tried. It's a three shot and I'm not too good with short stories. Hope you like it.

Oh and I really wanna at least get 3rd place in this contest but I'll need at least 3 reviews. So, REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny With A Chance.

A Happily Ever After? Or Happily Never After?

CHAPTER 1

Narrator POV

Once upon a time, there was a teenager named Sonny Munroe. She was a bright teenager. And all she wanted was to have at least one person that understood her. She just wanted one person that she could be herself with. One person that wouldn't laugh at her when she gave a bad idea. One person that would comfort her when she was feeling sad. One person she could tell everything to. All she wanted was that one person.

This is her story on her journey in finding that one person.

Sonny POV

Every single day I put on a mask. I live my life as a lie. I pretend to be happy when really, I'm not. Nobody notices though. I wish someone would just notice though. I wish they would just notice how sad I get every day. Why can't they see that every time they turn down my ideas, it actually hurts me? Whenever they all hurt me without even realising it. I take it to heart. And it really hurts.

I woke up early today and went through the same routine I went through every day. Right now its lunch time and I'm in the cafeteria with the others, brainstorming ideas for a new sketch. Tawni was going on and on about a fabulous sketch idea that made her the star of attention and the rest of us look like nobody's. Her sketch ideas were always like that. The others were arguing but I knew that they were going to give in eventually. They always do.

It starts off with Tawni insisting on us doing it.

"Come on guys! It's a great sketch!" Tawni insisted.

Then someone argues about their character.

"Tawni, there is no way I am your belly dancing servant." Nico argued.

Someone else agrees.

"Yeah, and I'm not your monkey!" Zora huffed crossing her arms. She was such a kid sometimes. It was so adorable.

"Aww, come on guys!" Tawni whined.

Then you get that one lonely sole that doesn't mind Twani's idea.

"I-I don't mind being the fortune teller." Grady stuttered.

Someone else disagrees with that person.

"Dude! Seriously?" Nico said giving Grady a look.

That person insists on why they might like it and think it's funny.

"Well, yeah. It could be fun." Grady said smiling. "I could be all, ooh" Grady made some weird noise and moved his hands in a mystical fortune teller way, "and you could be like," Grady started doing some hilarious belly dancing moves while humming a silly tune. He looked ridiculous. I couldn't help but laugh.

Tawni uses that person as her defence.

"See! At least Grady likes my idea." Tawni said but she was grimacing at Grady's awful dancing.

And the others give in.

"All right, fine! I'm in." Nico sighed.

"Me too." Zora said. "As long as I can be a Spider Monkey!" she quickly negotiated.

"Deal!" Tawni said and clapped her hands glad that she had gotten her way.

And that's how Tawni's sketch always gets chosen.

"What about you Sonny?" Tawni asks me but she already knows that I'll do it if everyone else is doing it.

I looked down at my script. "Do I have to be the ugly step sister that cleans all day, says nothing, and gets no guys?" I asked grimacing at her choice for my character. She always gave me the worst characters.

"Yes! It suits your personality perfectly!" she insisted with a smile. Wow. That was nice. *sarcasm*

I half glared at her. "Oh, geez thanks." I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes but agreed anyway.

She clapped her hands glad; even though it was pretty obvious that I was gonna agree anyway. I always agree with the others sketch ideas.

They just never agree with mine.

The others started eating their lunch and breaking into smaller conversations with each other. I decided that I might as well tell them about my sketch idea that I thought of last night. They've gotta love this one. It's my best one yet. I'm sure they'll love it.

I took a deep breath. "Um, guys!" I called out and they looked at me.

"I have a sketch idea." I told them.

"Okay, shoot." Nico said.

"Okay, well," I pulled out the script I wrote and proceeded to tell them about my idea for a super hero sketch. I thought it was extremely funny. Apparently they didn't think so. They were quick to reject my idea and they left the cafeteria shortly afterwards. I sunk down into my seat and pulled my script back together and frowned. They never like my ideas. They always turn them down. I sighed and was about to get up and leave when I heard an all too familiar voice speak.

"Hey, why so sad?" Chad asked me. I looked up to see him standing besides me. He sat down in the seat next to me.

"Why do you care Chad?" I asked spitefully and glared at nothing in particular.

"Because, I can see that you're sad." He said and I looked up to see him staring intently at me. I looked into his beautiful deep blue eyes and I almost got lost in his eyes. I internally scolded myself for being so easy. Stupid irresistible eyes!

"You know, it wasn't nice of your cast mates to turn your idea down like that." Chad said as he looked down at my script. I pulled it out of his reach. I didn't want him making fun of my idea as well.

"Just... Leave me alone Chad!" I said and started to get up.

"Hey," Chad stood up and stopped me from going anywhere. "I'm just trying to be nice." He said with a small smile on his face. He looked so sincere but I knew that I couldn't trust him.

"Really Chad?" I asked sarcastically. "You being nice... I would pay to see that any day."

He chuckled. "As hard as it may be to believe, yes I am trying to be nice." Chad said with a smirk.

"Wow. Who died?" I asked almost half serious.

"Oh, ha ha. Very funny." Chad rolled his eyes.

I smiled a bit. Chad was actually a really funny and nice guy. He could just be a jerk sometimes. But now he was being nice. And he was really truly and sincerely sweet. He was like a perfect guy. He had looks, humour, he was sweet and kind. He was the perfect catch.

Wait! Stop! What am I thinking? Since when did I start thinking like that? Okay, stop! Don't think like that! It's just nothing!

"Um... I should probably get going now." I said really quickly and started walking away.

"Wait!" Chad said and caught my arm. I looked back at him expectant with wide eyes. He looked like he didn't know what he was going to say. "Um..." he said pathetically.

"Yes Chad?" I asked impatiently.

"Uh..." he still looked like he was trying to think of something. He then spotted something behind me. "Hey look, its Mr Condor." He quickly went off to talk with Mr Condor. He was probably going to suck up to the big boss.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. He always sucks up to Mr Condor.

I was about to leave when Mr Condor called my name.

"Munroe! Get over here!" Mr Condor yelled at me.

I quickly ran over. "Yes Mr Condor sir?" I asked trying to put on my best smile. I had a feeling he was going to ask me to do something that I didn't want to do.

"I need you and Chad to babysit my little girl tonight." He commanded. Yep, I knew it.

"Um, sure. I mean yes. Of course sir. No problem." I said quickly with a smile even though I was grimacing underneath. Babysitting Dakota won't be fun.

"Good. Pick her up from here at seven o'clock sharp." He said and then walked out briskly.

I sighed and looked at Chad with a grimace on my face.

"So, yeah, you can do that." Chad said pointing at me. "While I go get a massage." He smirked and said his all too famous, "peace out suckaas!" He gave me a peace sign and left the cafeteria.

I glared at the spot where he had just gone. "Unbelievable." I muttered. I knew Chad would do something like this. He always does stuff like that. It gets really annoying after a while.

I was about to leave but then Chad came back in. He walked up to me. I stood there and waited for him to say something. I got annoyed when he didn't say anything.

"Well?" I asked. "What do you want?"

"So, I felt kinda bad... And I cut my massage down to an hour." He said and gave me a smile.

I rolled my eyes. "Wow. You cut your massage short? You must seriously wanna help." I said sarcastically.

"Well, I want to make a good impression with Mr Condor. Sucking up to the boss is gonna pay off someday." He said with a smug smile. I knew that was all he cared about. He probably wants to get a bigger dressing room or something like that.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Seriously?" I asked annoyed with him.

"Well that and I also get to spend some time with a special young lady." He said smirking.

Dakota? Seriously? He actually wanted to spend time with her? Is he on crack or something?

"See you at six-thirty." He winked and walked off.

Narrator POV

And so, that begins our story of how Sonny Munroe found the one person that understood her. The one person she could talk to. The one person she could trust with anything. Her Prince Charming, Chad Dylan-Cooper. Stay tuned to find out what happens next with these two dillusional teens.

Okay, sorry if it was kinda fast and stupid. I've never written a SWAC fic and I really wanted to enter this contest. Please review. I really wanna come at least 3rd place. But I doubt I will, there's some really good authors that entered.

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Please, I need at least 3 reviews.

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Second chappie, up tomorrow. Third (aka last chappie) up on Wednesday. That's when iCarly shows up.

~Rose

OMG! I just made it through the first chap my very first SWAC fic :D