A/N: Okay, guys! Here it is. I have a feeling that this is the moment you've all been waiting for, because it's exactly what I've been building up to! Haha. This chapter is completely Channy-filled with a little surprise at the end. ;) I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Chapter 4: Questions and Car Rides

Sonny let out a sigh as she glanced at her phone. It was almost eight. Tawni was her ride home that night, but she conveniently ditched her after finding out that the Falls cast was working late that night.

I wonder why… Sonny thought sarcastically. She had no family in Hollywood to call, with the exception of her mom who was back in Wisconsin for a couple days. Sonny only had one option, and it would disappear soon if she didn't take advantage of it. Tawni was going to get exactly what she'd hoped for, because Sonny had no choice but to catch up with Chad and ask him to drive her home. She folded her arms across her chest, her bottom lip protruding in a pout-like fashion. Sonny had very little time to find Chad or she would be staying the night in her dressing room.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside in the hallway. Who else would be on this side of the studio at eight o' clock?

~*~

Why on earth am I doing this? Chad asked himself as she strutted down the hallways of Condor Studios in So Random!'s section. But he knew the answer. Stupid Portlyn had told Chad that she noticed "that Sonny girl" wondering around in the commissary after hours. Maybe you should offer her a ride she'd cooed in that disgusting lovey-dovey voice that Chad despised.

He began to tug at his Mackenzie Falls tie when he noticed light shining under the door labeled "TAWNI HART and SONNY MUNROE." Knowing Sonny, she was probably just holding some kind of peace picnic sleepover in her dressing room. But, for some reason, Chad put his fist to the door and gently rapped it three times.

~*~

Sonny jumped as she heard a knock, knock, knock on the dressing room door. Yes! She thought. Maybe someone from So Random! is still here!

"Come in!" Sonny called, sounding hopeful.

When the door swung open, the person on the other side of it was the last one she'd expected.

"Chad?" Sonny said skeptically as she strolled toward him.

Chad began to walk in Sonny's direction also, as if pulled by some invisible force.

"Sonny." He stopped right in front of her, looking down into her naïve brown eyes for the third time that day.

Sonny shivered as Chad's sweet breath tickled her face. Come on, Sonny reprimanded herself. Pull yourself together. "How…I mean why are y-you in m-my dressing room?" Sonny murmured curiously.

"Um…" Chad started, fishing for an explanation. Why, why? He pled to himself. Since when does Chad Dylan Cooper become mush around girls?…Since Sonny Munroe. He admitted, only inside his head of course.

Sonny eyed Chad as she waited for a response. Strangely, he kept playing with his tie. Didn't he always do that when he was…? Wait, no. He couldn't possibly be…nervous? But he was. Very nervous. Sonny relished at the idea that she, Allison Munroe made Hollywood's heartbreaker, Chad Dylan Cooper a nervous wreck! It was just so surreal and…sweet.

Sonny's day dreams were brought back to reality as Chad's cocky grin returned to his face.

"Because, you told me to," he teased. "Duh."

Her blissful expression twisted into a frown. Yup. Chad Dylan Cooper was back.

"You know what I mean," Sonny said. "Why are you even on this side of the studio?"

Chad shrugged. "Eh, I felt like taking the long way, I guess. But then I noticed your light on, so I decided to see if anyone was in here so I could turn it off. Can't have my pay getting cut just because you Randoms feel like running up the electricity bill, can I?" "BUT," he went on. "I think the more appropriate question would be, what are you sill doing here when all of your cast mates left two hours ago?"

Sonny looked at her feet, biting her lower lip. Chad groaned inside his head. He hated when she did that. It made him want to go crazy. Sonny reminded him of a kitten: Feisty…yet extremely cute.

"Well," she spoke shyly. "I kind of don't have a ride home. Tawni ditched me, my mom's out of town, and…"

Sonny was silenced by Chad's fingers, which were pressed against her lips.

"Shh," he smirked. "Sonny, the time for talking is over,"

"Chad!" Sonny whined as she playfully pushed him away. "I'm not Portlyn, Chloe, or any of those other Mackenzie Falls girls. That charm doesn't work on me."

A smug grin spread across Chad's face. "So, you admit, I do have charm," he pressed.

Sonny put her hands on her hips. "Look, are you going to give me a ride, or not?"

Chad placed his finger on his chin, gazing upwards, as if he was considering it.

"Yes," He answered finally. "But you owe me."

~*~

Sonny scrunched up her nose as she followed Chad wordlessly to his convertible. What could Chad Dylan Cooper possibly want from her? You owe me. The words played over and over in her head. She was almost scared. What would she have to do for him?

When they reached the only car in the parking lot, Chad opened the passenger door for Sonny. She couldn't help but beam and gush "Thanks, Chad!"

"Yeah, whatever," was his response. Go figure.

"Seatbelt," Chad reminded Sonny as he slid into the driver's seat, revving the engine.

She slid the strap across her shoulder. "Click."

"So…music?" Chad's hand shook as he reached for the radio. Why am I so uneasy? I've driven lots of girls home before. I mean, None of them could even compete with Sonny, but still..

Chad chided himself mentally for thinking of Random that way.

"No thanks," Sonny whispered. "The silence is actually nice…But, I wouldn't mind talking either."

Great. Chad thought. What are we supposed to talk about? What am I supposed to say to her? Sonny, I act like I hate you, but I really don't…I think. You irritate me to no end, but when your big, innocent brown eyes look into mine, my stomach does flip-flops. OH, and I think about you way more than I should…

Yeah. Right.

"Okay, Sonny," Chad gave in, sighing. "But I'm not going to lie, this is a little awkward."

Sonny nodded. He was right, and she knew why. She was sitting next to Chad Dylan Cooper, not Chad. There had to be some way to get the real him to come out again…

"I have an idea, Chad."

He looked at Sonny, her eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store.

"We can play a game: 20 questions!"

"Alright," Chad agreed, unable to resist the sparkle in her eyes. This might be kind of fun, anyway.

"You go first," Sonny urged.

It was dark and hard to see, but Chad knew Sonny was smiling. Her could hear it in her voice.

"Hm…" Chad mumbled as he contemplated over what to ask Sonny. "What's your biggest pet peeve?"

At this, she giggled.

"What?" Chad inquired, apparently offended.

"No," Sonny said. "You'll laugh at me…"

Chad rolled his eyes. "This was your idea, Munroe. Now, just spit it out."

"Fine," she caved. "I…I hate the condensation on really cold water bottles. There's more water on the outside then the inside. It grosses me out."

Chad bit his tongue, trying to hold in a chuckle, but he failed miserably. "Really Sonny, really?" He laughed.

Sonny stuck her tongue out at Chad. "Okay, superstar. What about you?"

Chad groaned. He'd hoped she wouldn't ask that. He could tell her something else, but he didn't want to lie to her.

"Oh, come on," Sonny challenged. "Chad Dylan Cooper being a chicken again?"

"Fine," Chad scoffed. "If you must know, I don't really like it when you tell me you hate me. It makes me cringe, to be honest."

Sonny slowly looked up at Chad. "Really?"

"Yes, really," Chad snapped, embarrassed he'd told her something so personal.

"I-I'm sorry, Chad."

As he turned his head to apologize himself, for snapping at her, Chad noticed a single tear trickle down her cheek. Oh, this is fantastic, Chad thought. I made my Sonny cry. Woah. Wait…my Sonny?

"Sonny, I-"

"No," Sonny interrupted him. "I wasn't finished. When I say I hate you, I don't really mean it. It's…it's just out of frustration, I guess."

Chad took one hand off the steering wheel and put it over hers. "I believe you, Sonny. But for some reason, it sort of bothers me. I get it though. I can be a real jerk, so it's understandable."

Sonny sent chills down Chad's spine as she touched his shoulder. "It's not just that that, Chad. I'm also angry with myself, I suppose. Because, like you said, you can be a huge jerk sometimes. But other times, you're really thoughtful…and…real. And I'm… I'm upset with myself for liking someone so…so…complicated. Sonny released a nervous chuckle of relief.

Chad was lost in his own thoughts. Woah. Did Sonny just admit to liking me? Or did she just mean…friend- like? Yeah, that was probably it.

Before Chad could ask what she meant, Sonny changed the subject.

"It's your turn again," she noted.

"Right." Chad decided he should stick to something simple…and light. "What's you're favorite color?" he questioned.

"Red. And Black," Sonny answered cheerfully.

Of course, Chad figured. Sonny would never give a simple girly answer like pink, or baby blue.But instead of commenting, Chad simply reminded her. "You're turn now."

"Hmm…" Sonny knew what she wanted to ask Chad, but she was afraid he'd ask her the same question.

Just ask him Sonny told herself. NOW who's a chicken?

She took a deep breath. "W-who was y-your first k-kiss?" Sonny stuttered. "A-and, the show doesn't count."

Perfect Chad thought as his palms began to sweat, now sticking to the steering wheel. How was he supposed to tell Sonny Munroe that, he, Chad Dylan Cooper, had never once pressed his lips to another's? It was just like her to make everything all uncomfortable again. They were only a block from Sonny's house. Maybe he could avoid it…no, he couldn't.

"Sonny," Chad confided, pushing his pride aside. "I've…I've never kissed anyone. Ever! Okay? There, I said it!"

He slammed on the breaks, arriving at the little town house Sonny and her mom shared. He was absolutely livid. Not at Sonny, thought. All she did was ask a simple question. No, Chad Dylan Cooper was angry with himself. What was happening to him? No girl had EVER had this kind of hold on him. He couldn't lie to Sonny. He couldn't not care about Sonny. She made him want to be…nice.

Wow, thought Sonny. Chad's not that different from me. Maybe if I tell him I've never kissed anyone, he won't be as upset. He sure is attractive when he's so honest and vulnerable.

"Chad?" Sonny piped up. He'd forgotten she was even in the car.

"Walk me to my door?" she suggested hesitantly.

Chad grinned at her. "Sure." It was the least he could do after going on off on her like that.

Meeting Sonny outside his car, Chad led her up the sidewalk. When they reached the door, Sonny turned to him.

"Incase you were wondering, I've never kissed anybody either."

"You haven't?" Chad asked, surprised.

"No," Sonny said softly. "But I've always wondered what it feels like…you know, to have someone else's lips touch mine. It always seems so romantic on movies and stuff."

Chad swallowed as his knees wobbled. The way Sonny's hair fell gently against her now crimson cheeks was irresistible. He wasn't sure they'd ever been this close before. Chad had subconsciously pushed her into the corner of the entryway. "Yeah," he agreed. "So have I."

Sonny avoided eye contact as she spoke again. "Do…you want to try it…with…me? You know, just to, uh…get it over with?"
She was taken aback by Chad's immediate answer. "Yes." Now it was his turn to blush. "But…just to get it over with. Strictly business."

Please, you want this every bit as she does, probably more, and you know it.

Sonny took one shaky breath as she locked eyes with Chad. That familiar feeling of losing her stomach came back again.

Come on, Chad! She's waiting for you to kiss her, he reminded himself.

Chad carefully took his right hand, letting his fingers run through Sonny's soft curls, brushed her baby-smooth cheeks, and rested it underneath her chin. Lifting her face upward, Chad tenderly pressed his lips to Sonny's. He shuddered pleasantly at the spark that shot through his body.

Sonny must have felt it too, because as soon as Chad began to pull away, Sonny grabbed the sides of his jacket, crushing her lips to his once more.

But this time, it was different. The first kiss had been perfect and supple and sweet, but this one? Oh, it was even better, filled with intensity and passion.

Chad relaxed into the kiss as Sonny deepened it, pressing her body against his and intertwining her fingers in his gold hair. Chad's hands clung to Sonny's back and waste, pulling her closer, but for some reason, they could never get close enough.

Finally, the two teenagers pried their lips and bodies apart, lungs begging for air. All Sonny and Chad could do was look at each other in wonder and amazement. And for the first time, their minds collided, carrying the exact same thought: Woah.

A/N: So, you liiike? Eh? I hope the kiss was good and not too cliché. I've never EVER written about a kiss before, so I hope it was good enough to explain how hot those two are for each other, haha.(: Anyway, I know I need to add some more bumps and drama in the upcoming chapters, but I have no idea what to do. I'm completely open for suggestions, if you have any. Thanks!
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