Disclaimer: I don't own Sonny with a Chance or any other popular name brand/company/music/etc. I do, however, own the character, Tiffany, and all things associated with her. And no offense to my fellow Nebraskans either. I had Chad point out a few of our stereotypes. :P

Oh, and I googled how tall Demi was. XD

"Sonny… Sonny!" Chad prodded her in the arm until her eyelids fluttered open. She had fallen asleep against the wall of the plane.

"We're about to land – put your seatbelt on." He told her.

"Oh." Was all she said, as she turned to look out the window. Chad leaned over her and looked as well. She uncomfortably moved closer to the wall, but Chad sat straight once again.

"Nebraska," He griped. "Can't believe it."

"Get over it." Sonny mumbled. "I bet we'll have tons of fun!" She grinned brightly.

Chad rolled his eyes.

The plane touched down and taxied into their gate. Sonny and Chad stood up, grabbed their carry ons, and walked off of the plane.

The airport was small compared to LAX, and teens followed the crowd. They passed through the security gates, and began to walk up a slanted hill. Families around them greeted each other and dispersed until Sonny and Chad were the last ones standing there.

"So where are we supposed to meet her?" Chad asked, as they looked around. Suddenly they heard a voice behind them.

"Looking for me?"

They turned around to see another girl around their age. She was the same height as Sonny – 5' 2" – and had shoulder-length brown hair. She had light almost caramel-gold colored brown eyes that were framed in a pair of glasses resting on her nose. She wore t-shirt with a wolf on the front and a pair of blue jeans.

"Are you Tiffany?" Sonny asked with a grin.

"Sadly." Tiffany told her. "And you're Sonny." She smiled slightly and shook Sonny's hand. She had a strong grip, surprisingly. "And you are?" She turned to Chad.

Chad blinked. "You don't know who I am?" She had to be joking.

"Condor told me, but I can't say I remember." She narrowed her eyes in thought. "I can make one up for you if you don't want to tell me, that's fine."

Chad looked shocked. "I am Chad Dylan Cooper, thank you very much!"

Sonny started giggling uncontrollably.

"Hmm…" Tiffany thought for a moment. "Yeah, doesn't ring a bell." She shrugged it off. "Let's go get your luggage." She led them to the escalator.

"Oh!" Sonny stopped giggling at Chad for a moment. "Mr. Condor asked me to give this to you." She smiled and handed Tiffany the envelope.

"Thanks." She looked at the envelope once, then held it at her side. "I'll check it out in the car."

Chad was still glaring at her coldly as they grabbed their baggage. "Since you're our chauffer, I trust you'll handle the bags?" He asked her, flashing his signature smile.

"Ha," She chuckled a bit. "I trust you'll get your head out of the clouds and get your own bags? What do I look like, your slave?" She stared straight into Chad's eyes. Chad attempted to hypnotize her, but she just stared. Chad was the first to look away.

"Bags, got it." He said, sounding almost nervous as he knelt down and picked up his own bags.

Sonny stood shocked. Not only had Tiffany just managed to not get lost in Chad's eyes, she made him back down too.

"Thought so." Tiffany said victoriously as she grabbed a couple of Sonny's bags, then a couple of Chad's. "I'll help you guys, but don't expect me to pamper you just because you're celebrities. Now, since I'm your designated tour guide for Nebraska, let's go to the sky walk." She led the way to the elevator, where they went to the second floor.

The doors opened, and the three stepped out, dragging and carrying the many bags. She led them to an opening in the wall that led to a tunnel that rose over the streets and led to the parking garage. Tiffany walked over to a bright red sporty looking car. It was a two-door Monte Carlo with a spoiler. Though it was an older car (a '95 to be exact), it was in great shape.

"At least you have a decent car." Chad mumbled.

"Thanks…" Tiffany said, raising an eyebrow. "I think."

"Chad doesn't usually give compliments." Sonny told her. "You should feel honored."

"I'll keep that in mind." Tiffany chuckled as she opened the trunk – surprisingly large.

"Can I drive?" Chad asked, trying again with the eyes.

"No." Tiffany said as she threw the last bag in the trunk and shut it. She climbed into the driver's side.

Chad stared after her, then looked at Sonny who was laughing again. "This is not funny!" Chad told her.

"Yes it is Chad, this is priceless!"

"No!" He shouted. "Girls are supposed to love me… she doesn't even know my name!"

Sonny giggled again.

Chad was about to protest, when Tiffany started up the car. "Coming?" She called from the window.

"I call shotgun." Sonny told him and waited for him to climb into the backseat from her door.

The interior of the car was leather, and the seats comfortable.

"So what was in that envelope?" Chad asked, still curious.

"Nunya." Tiffany said, but remembered the envelope, and pulled it out. She looked back at Chad, and smirked at the annoyed look he was giving her. She opened the envelope and pulled out a letter. She then turned back to Chad. "Do you really want to know, Brad?"

Sonny burst out laughing.

"Well," He started out, offended. "I don't know who 'Brad' is, but Chad Dylan Cooper would like to know or he would not have asked."

Tiffany laughed. Chad glared at her. Sonny laughed a little harder. After clearing her throat dramatically, she began to read the letter.

"Dear Tiffany,

Thank you for taking Sonny and Chad into your home. Enclosed is a credit card that you may use for food, gas money, fees, and anything you will need during this time."

She reached into the envelope and pulled out a credit card bearing the Condor Studios symbol.

"Please show Chad and Sonny around Nebraska. We talked about this over the phone. The goal of this trip is to get them to cooperate, so do your best. I'm sure Chad made you read this out loud so don't read them the rest…"

Tiffany read the rest silently. Chad was taken aback. Sonny giggled at his expression.

Tiffany spoke up finally. "So are you guys hungry or do you just want to go to my place?"

"I could go for a snack." Sonny smiled, her cheeks were flushed from laughing still.

"I'm starving." Chad said a bit more eager now. He was determined to get Tiffany to remember his name now.

"Alrighty." Tiffany drove out of the parking garage and paid the fee that came with it. She then got on the interstate. "I've got the perfect place in mind." She smiled.

Chad looked around the car, trying to think of something to start up a conversation with and win Tiffany over. Not because she was pretty, no, he thought the exact opposite, what with her glasses, her make-up-less face, and the small mole on the side of her nose. He wanted to win her over because he was Chad Dylan Cooper, and all girls, pretty or not, should worship him – so he thought. He had enough trouble with Sonny, but this girl couldn't even remember his name. His gaze fell on the red and white tassel hanging from her mirror. A sparkling '2010' hung near the top.

"So how are you supposed to hang out with us if you are in school?" He asked as they pulled up to Denny's and got out of the car. She led them inside.

"I'm not in school." She told them, with an eyebrow raised. They sat down at a booth – Sonny next to Chad, Tiffany across from them, and the waiter handed them menus.

"Your tassel says 2010 though." Chad said. "So does your ring." He noticed the gold ring on her finger. She looked down at it.

"I graduated midterm this year, so I'm out, thank goodness." She told him.

"That is a pretty ring… may I see it?" Sonny asked politely.

"See?" Tiffany said, holding her hand up. They blinked at her and she smirked. "Since you asked so nicely, sure." She pulled the ring off and handed it to Sonny who admired it. The ring was gold, a horse engraved in the left side with '2010' across the top. The right side had the class colors, red and black, and her name along the side. The center of the ring had a sapphire in the center. Across the sapphire was a wolf's head. There was a small edge that read "Antler Pride", then in larger font encircling the sapphire read "Elkhorn High".

"Antler pride?" Chad asked with a smirk.

"Elkhorn Antlers… yep, that's us." Tiffany rolled her eyes.

"That's not even an animal." Chad laughed. Sonny elbowed him.

"Don't be rude!" She scolded, handing the ring back.

"No worries, Sonny." Tiffany said. "Trust me, Robert; it's a lot better then the Benson Bunnies."

Chad's grin fell. "I imagine." He said through clenched teeth.

Sonny put her hand over her mouth, suppressing yet another giggle.

The waiter came back. "May I take your orders?" he asked politely.

"Yeah," Chad was first to speak. "I'll have the turkey sandwich with fries and a pepsi to drink."

"I'll have the chicken fingers, please." Sonny was next. "Oh, and a chocolate shake."

"Scratch the soda, I'll have a chocolate shake too." Chad cut in.

"I'll just have a side of fries and a chocolate shake." Tiffany spoke up. "Oh, and a side of ranch."

"I'll have your shakes out momentarily." The man smiled and walked back to the kitchen.

"I'll be back." Chad said. He stood up and walked off to the restroom.

Sonny looked over at Tiffany with a grin. "You know, you not remembering his name is really starting to drive him crazy." She giggled.

Tiffany smiled slyly. "Sonny, I know perfectly well who he is. Mr. Condor mentioned to me on the phone about both of you. If he was correct, remembering names would require caring and effort… things Chad isn't, right? I'll remember his name eventually, but I love playing with peoples minds." She grinned evilly.

Sonny looked impressed. "I have a feeling you and Zora would get along great."

"Hah" Tiffany chuckled as Chad returned to the booth. For a few moments, it was silent.

"So…" Sonny started, breaking the quiet. "Why don't you tell us a little about yourself, Tiffany?" She grinned brightly.

The waiter showed up with the shakes.

"Sure." Tiffany stuck the spoon into the shake. "What do you want to know?"

"How about why you can't remember the greatest actor of our generations' name?" Chad piped in.

"I can." Tiffany said. "His name is Chris Pine." Chad glared at her.

"Have to admit Chad," Sonny laughed. "You walked right into that one."

A/N: I'm having fun with this. LOL! Please review, and I'll get a new chapter up ASAP!